Cry for her
I really cry and feel for her
She is above all and no other
Can take her place with me
She is another name of thee
How to express personal gratitude?
She has bathed me even when I was nude
She will laugh all the time at my naughtiness
She will smile all the time with all brightness
Flowers blossom in the garden
No one feels it as burden
Mother too brings kid up
This is winning for her and triumph
What does she speak of child?
Sweet words even if I go wild
She will run after me for few steps
Take me in lap and offer no slap
She may try to cool me down
Make me to sleep at the cost of her own
She won’t mind if I piss in bed
Try to make me happy even if she is sad
She won’t allow me to cry
Number of tricks she may try
She will try to please me all the times
I will cause her worry sometimes
What does she expect in return?
Future security or reward in turn
I think it is wrong notion
She is down with always commotion
She may ask for nothing
Always wish for something
We may forget her great dedication
She may always willingly give indication
Today I miss her when she is not here
She has gone from here to somewhere
I don’t what she will be doing
But I feel she may be praying
I allow few tears to drop
It may mix with clay and help to grow crops
As earth may want some blessings from mother
I can feel for it and silently offer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Feel
I gave you everything all I could give
It might not have been the life you thought youd live
I know it feels good to have you by my side
Even though I know you could just break my heart wide
I just have to ask you, one more time...
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I help you see like stars and the sun?
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I make you feel like lifes just begun?
Its like a puzzle, a piece that just fit
You never really needed to look for it
In your eyes I see my future and my past
I never really thought that we would last
I just have to ask you, one more time...
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I help you see like stars and the sun?
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I make you feel like lifes just begun?
We have seen all the good times and the bad
Waitin' for the next part we never had
To the highest mountain, yeah, I would climb
I just have to ask you, one more time
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I make you see like stars and the sun?
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I make you feel like lifes just begun?
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I help you see like stars and the sun?
Did I make you feel like number one?
Did I make you feel like lifes just begun?
song performed by by Zug Izland
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No children can
My heart ached when saw them in hot sun
They were toiling hard and were on run
From pillars to post for two square meals
No one was prepared to offer them honorable deal
Well I was small child to see and feel
The time was not quickly passing on the wheel
It had stopped as if to test us in critical times
Father was laborer and mother a helper sometimes
They were yet in happy state
Evening meals used to be very late
She will prepare hot watery soup made of vegetables
We used to eat it together on ground table
What a courageous and lion hearted man he was?
What a woman with still resolve by his side she was?
I used to witness their smile and may run for kind hand
Over my head and feel entire world as very close friend
"We are not born to suffer" he used to reiterate
We may break the hill to make way for gate
The successful road may be ready and we shall enter
The pain and sufferings may then be thrown from the center
I was picking mustache on my boyish face
The father had everything to feel in this worldly race
I was about to fit in his dreams and mother used to smile
I knew it was their blessings and hard effort to cover the miles
I know it from heart and may not hesitate to reveal
They were illiterate parents but made me worthy and real
I can thumpingly with honor say that I am really proud
I want to make them feel as they were and speak loud
No children can turn ungrateful later on
Sweet memories move around them and are woven
That keeps them with watery eyes and remind
That here are the best people who were down to earth and kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When My Mother Was Away
When my mother was away
She left me without saying goodbye
She left me to great beyond
In this lonely wicked world
How would I survive
The demand of mother earth that asked of much from none
Oh! Mother, my dream of better tomorrow
My care not in worry
For always she is there
To meet the demand of mother nature
Not to worry her word of consolation always
Her remark for the demand of mother earth.
I lost my mood, my care and my future
I lost all a sweet mother could offer her child
My mother left memory of yesterday for my future
Oh! Mother, a paradise lost never to regain.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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To Make You Feel My Love
To make you feel my love
(bob dylan)
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When evening shadows and stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you havent made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
Ive known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
Id go hungry Id go black and blue
Id go crawling down the avenue
There aint nothing that I wouldnt do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on a rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You aint see nothing like me yet
I could make you happy make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldnt do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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To Make You Feel My Love
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When evening shadows and stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you havent made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
Ive known it from the moment that we met
Theres no doubt in my mind where you belong
Id go hungry Id go black and blue
Id go crawling down the avenue
There aint nothing I wouldnt do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on a rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You aint see nothin like me yet
There aint nothin that I wouldnt do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Flowers In The Rain
Woke up one morning half asleep
With all my blankets in a heap
And yellow roses gathered all around me;
The time was still approaching four
I couldnt stand it anymore
Saw marigolds upon my eider down.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
So I lay upon my side with all the windows opened wide
Couldnt pressurize my head from speaking
Hoping not to make a sound I pushed my bed into the grounds
In time to catch the sight that I was seeking.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
If this perfect pleasure has the key
Then this is how it has to be
If my pillows getting wet
I dont see that it matters much to me.
I heard the flowers in the breeze make conversation with the trees
Believed to leave reality behind me
With my commitments in a mess my sleep has gone away depressed
In a world of fantasy youll find me.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Dear little Darling
I don't have any kids but someday when i do i would like to say this one for them on there wedding day.
Dear little darling,
My sweet little child
I woke up this morning
With a thought in my head
I love you a lot
My dear sweet child
I love you so much
I made a poem,
Just for you sweet child
I want to see you grow,
I want to see you blossom,
I want to sing you lullabies,
I want to whisper soft words,
You make me smile
You make me laugh
You also make me cry,
I cry because I am happy
Happy to see you,
Happy to see you grow
I am filled with joy to see you every day
I am glad you are my child;
I know this poem doesn’t rhyme,
It doesn’t have to
You are what the poem is about,
I watched you grow,
I watched you blossom,
I sang sweet lullabies,
I whispered soft words,
And now its time for me to say goodbye;
You are my life, my gift from heaven
Although you are grown up
And it’s your wedding day
A day of happiness
A new chapter in your life,
But just remember this
You will always, be my sweet child.
Mother, O Mother
Mother O Mother, You Are Great
Mother O Mother you are great,
All the problems solve in any state,
Still we find there is no hate,
Each and everyone you make your mate,
Love is in your heart, your work is very smart,
All your whole life you carry the home-cart,
In your job there is no wait,
Mother, O Mother you are great.
Working all the time,
To make our things fine,
Guiding always to be far from crime,
In your work there is no late,
Mother O Mother you are great,
Caring for us, praying for us,
Struggling for us, standing for us,
With your efforts, make our bright fate,
Mother O Mother you are great,
You are my lord, you are my God,
In your service there is no fraud,
With your blessings, life is always set,
Mother O Mother you are great.
poem by Prakash Joshi
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Your own style
You need not have forced smile
You should have your own style
There should be happiness on face
Try not to show any kind of weariness
Not everybody can offer pleasure with joy
No one may offer willingness to enjoy
You will have to create the happy scene
It will be readily felt and visibly seen
You should always smile
Must think of pleasure for a while
You think about some one who is around
You may like it and may nicely sound
Even if you happen to be sad
Do not try appear you are bad
Even if there is some worry
Try to smile without feeling sorry
You never express concern or show displeasure
Try to look normal with composure even if not sure
It cost you nothing but may reward you in time to come
You will be appreciated for gesture with warm welcome
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I and Mother
I am feeling tired, lonely and uneasy
Even though I tried to keep y self very busy
I have grown to full manhood
Yet that gives me feeling of no good
Something is longed for and I badly miss
I wish some one should come and offer kiss
The one that was offered by mother on forehead
With the affection and love that was clearly read
How secured I had felt in her lap?
Even she was offering gentle slap
That I should not be hurt with more force
She was taking enough care of course
I wish for those days to come back
Today I have everything and nothing at stake
I feel those hands which were moving on my back
Getting me nice sleep with her smiles and approach very frank
Mt whole mouth is filled with word, mother”
I know no one can fill that position either
I wish to cry in her lap and relax
Reach with happiness and those scenes of climax
How those hands were giving me relief in curly hair?
How was she creating nice melody and whisper?
Those words still sing in my ears and provide music
These were the moments I would hardly forget as basis
How old or young you are in age
You always miss her in every page
You get little tears when her memory surfaces
You become impatient to find out all her traces
What could I say today about her?
Only miss her and cry little later
That only reduces my lovely feeing
Otherwise it mains inside and simply killing
It is good to miss all
But mother is supreme with her selfless call
How would not to miss her life long?
As she was always on your side even if went wrong
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sir, Good Morning
“Sir, good morning and God bless you”
I was in half asleep and half awake but not through
This caused me no irritation but brought to immediate sense
It was about to be fine morning and had no reason to be tense
Some one was standing half way in the door
May be woman in her thirty but seemingly poor
I was delighted to see her with innocent smile
It was enough to cause me happiness for while
I was on tour and had come with such encounters several times
It never caused some kind of embarrassment any time
This was the healthy practice followed from ancient times
Well preserved and traditional custom to forget bad memories sometimes
I liked to venture on open road sides in new cities
Many children may rush to me with smile and niceties
I will never look at their appearance or dress
It will make me so glad and happy with smiles on their face
“Gentleman, what can we do for service”?
What an elegant way of asking with full confidence and promises
World has definitely changed and adapted to new awakening
It is pleasing to ears and really heartening
Such kind gestures were in existence even this before
We must adopt it in our day to day life therefore
What can it cost if we offer simple words of gesture?
Certainly a promised stare in return for sure
Flowers are best medium for exchanging good will
They are accepted by all and in existence still
Some of the flowers with fragrance spread the message
Their imprint on book even adore the headlines on page
Whenever I find some response with flowers
I feel enough of joy as if experienced in rainy showers
What a magic does it create in body and mind?
How to express it in words as I am unable to find?
Some of the countries have fine tradition of welcoming
You may really be overwhelmed and feel home coming
Those words may sound like echo and refresh the memory
Well, sound enough to remove stress and slight worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Home, Sweet Home
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call --
Give me them -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
poem by John Howard Payne
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Joy on face
Did you ever notice joy on my face?
When I went near to her and made no chase
I used to keep her happy all the time and showered the love
Met all the demands and generally agreed to believe
When ever I ask something she will feel shy
If ask more or insist then she will lower the eyes
She will never raise the head and answer
She had distinct way to obey and surrender
I have seen special qualities in children
They will want nothing in return
Only love and little warmth with favor
Stay at home with security and without fear
I used to sink in my old childhood days
How kind was my parent in their ways?
No sweets offer of any kind but sweet words
Some sort of happiness and hand over head
How could we forget those memorable moments?
With meager income and still no words to resent
Always eager to meet to ends with no more expectation
That was how bridge was built with strong bond and relation
I never miss them for a single moment and sometimes cry
Every demand was met without a single question or asking why
Even though they were not schooled but had sense of fulfillment
They really moved with us in each occasion and remained present
I find lords blessings in child’s presence
They are called messenger of God hence
I wish to remain them with innocence for some more time
Till they attain maturity for appropriate time
You see the reflection and happiness
No one may have any reason to complain in any case
In real sense they are another name for almighty
The creator of different flowers with lots of variety
I loose presence of mind in their sweet talks
What an elegant way of putting steps while they walk
No worry and fear when we are around and present
Get everything in time and no room to complain or resent
I am so much lucky to be father of such a lovely child
Where else you can pray and find?
Lucky are those who have nothing on hand
Yet enjoy rich world with children as friends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The way you make me feel
The way you make me feel
~
I like you way you make me feel
Sometimes stupid sometimes like a hero
Your smile has a way of playing me
You have lit a fire inside of my heart
You make me feel all kinds of happy
You make me feel new again
~
I see the rain becoming romantic
Because we can stay in together
Drinking wine with the candles lit
Music playing into the background
While shadows of our silhouettes kiss
And I know what you mean to me
The importance of it all becomes clear
~
What words can express what you mean
What can I say to tell you everything
You mean more than words to me
And I may be smiling like a fool
Daydreaming little fantasies of you
Catching myself feeling happier than ever
I like the way you make me feel
~
You are beautiful and full of life
You are strong and spirited in mind
We make each other laugh so easily
And always find a conversation piece
I’m amazed at what you mean to me
And smiling as I am smiling right now
I like the way you make me feel
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Get Down Make Love
How old were you when you first let a man make love to you? Next,
who was he? Next, how did you feel at the time? Next, how did you
feel afterward? What did you feel, what did you think, were you
pleased, frightened, ecstatic, disgusted? What did he say, what
words did you speak, that's what I want to know, now, tell me, now,
now, all of it, now, tell me, yes!"
Yes! (with assorted moans) X4
Get down, make love X3
You take my body-
I give you heat
You say you hungry-
I give you meat
I suck your mind-
You blow my head
Make love - inside your bed
Everybody-
Get down make love X4
Every time I get hot, you wanna cool down-
Every time I get high, you wanna go down-
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much-
Every time I wanna get down, get down, make love-
I can squeeze, you can shake me
I can feel, when you break me
Come on so heavy-then you take me-
You make love, you make love, you make love, you make love-
You can make - everybody
Get down, make love X2
Every time I get high, you wanna go down-
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down-
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much-
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love-
Get down, make love X4 (over assorted moans)
Every time I get high, you wanna go down-
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down-
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much-
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Shy and shame
I am hasmukh by name
But still feel shy and shame
Offer very good smile
To live and love little while
Not all may understand
I feel lonely and stand
No friends no relatives or accomplice
No one to praise and offer promise
People are relaxed when visit me
They feel fresh and very much free
I make them burst in laughter
They realize only when come in after
I offer no medicine
I have no ready made vaccine
I know I can grow vegetables in famine
I know how to make friends and consider them mine
Love may not end half way
People will not desert and run away
Smile is powerful weapon
It can be offered to foe even
Only those people can smile and stay
Who have guts to make path in difficult way
Rest can offer forced smile in disguise
They can not make ship to sail or cruise
If you can take away unhappiness for a while
You can restore person a beautiful smile
He will go with full of contentment
Where the chance will be then for discontentment?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Mama, My Lovely Mother
When at infancy, I wee inside her food
She never stop eating
my mama, my lovely mother
When am ill and sad, healthy and happy,
She keep praying for me
my mama, my lovely mother
When I started crawling,
Tears of affection made her eyes heavy
my mama, my lovely mother
When I walk, her fear increases,
That I might go the wrong way
and get hurt
my mama, my lovely mother
When she look at me,
Her gaze always ask me,
How are you my child
my mama, my lovely mother
When am sick, it brings out
The doctor in her
my mama, my lovely mother
I never grow old for her tender love,
Oh! God bless my mother and make
Her proud of me
my mama, my lovely mother
poem by Michael Odor
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A Mother's Love
What is a Mother's love? Only a Mother will know,
When a Child is sick with fever, and the pulse is slow;
A Mother will not sleep or rest, till the child is well,
This is what my Mother did, she cared, I could tell.
What is a Mother's love? As it's only a Mother can feel,
When a Child is so bad, she makes her Mother feel like a heel;
Like the Mother will keep her patience till she wants to cry,
But in the end, when; the child is sorry, then she will sigh.
What is a Mother's love? Only a Mother can say with Love,
My Mother never did give up, it's the Same as God above;
When we Hurt our Mother, show Angers, a grieve them too,
We need to say sorry, and also to God this is true.
God and Mother's are almost the same, Forgiving and Receiving,
God just patiently waits for us, to be well behaving;
And say sorry for our sin, He' ll never give up on us,
So is a Mother's Love, she shows love, she'll never fuss.
poem by Margaret Haig
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A Picture Story For The Curious
(You supply the pictures!)
I get to meditate
in a chair!
Or against the wall
with my legs
stretched out!
(Or even in bed!)
I get to see
maybe half
of what I'm looking at!
(This changes everything!)
I get to dance
like the tipsy old men
I adored
when I was an infant!
(They never dropped me!)
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to ride a bicycle
with tall
handlebars!
(My posture improves!)
I get to give up
learning to sail!
I get to know
I will never speak
German!
I get to snuggle all
morning
with my snuggler
of choice:
counting the hours
by how many times
we get up
to pee!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to eat chocolate
with my salad.
Or even as a first course!
I get to forget!
I get to paint
with colors
I mix myself!
Colors
I've never seen
before.
I get to sleep
with my dog
& pray never to outlive
my cat!
I get to play
music
without reading
a note!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to sleep
in a
hammock
under the same
stars
wherever I am!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to laugh
at all the things
I don't know
& cannot
find!
I get to greet
people I don't remember
as if I know them
very well.
After all, how different
can they be?
I get to grow
my entire
garden
in a few
pots!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to see
& feel
the suffering
of the whole
world
& to take
a nap
when I feel
like it
anyway!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to feel
more love
than I ever thought
existed!
Everything appears to be made
of the stuff!
I feel this
especially for You! Though I may not remember
exactly which You
you are!
How cool is this!
Still, I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
And that is just a taste
as the old people used to say
down in Georgia
when I was a child
of what you get
for getting old.
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there's something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for darn sure, something to get!
poem by Alice Walker
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I Feel Happy
Mammas got a feeling, shes up all night
Do we give in?
Do we let go of the fight?
Well I dont know
Dont wanna be down, dragged through, messed around
Everybodys got their little fights to fight
I say no
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
Monkey see and monkey do
Follow me, Ill follow you
Well not tonight
Not this time
So cool to be suicidal
Maybe I will get up and feel good today
Cause this is my life
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
Monkey see and monkey do
Follow me, Ill follow you
Well not tonight
Not this time
So cool to be suicidal
Maybe I will get up and feel good today
Cause this is my life
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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