En.Citatepedia^®.ro

Deep in rain

I was forced to admit and explain
As the feelings had grown deep in rain
The seeds of love were planted to be grown
I had no other option but to own

It was almost near to the truth
I was in love which was in fact worth
I had no hesitation in saying few words
As it had blessings from the Lord

She occupies pivotal position and remains at the centre
I wished it to happen and silently prayed for her to enter
I sensed the heart was beating slow and skipping often
I had decided to go ahead even when no nod was given

You have all the freedom to decide the future course
You have all the liberty to decide against of course
It shall amount to nothing such as denial or refusal
For me it would remain as sound and good proposal

I am not weak at heart and leave the scene
I may feel dejection but that is naturally to be seen
It shall not be that easy to forget some of golden moments
It shall be inappropriate and inadvisable to offer any comments

Time may be drawn near and I shall be gripped with cold
I shall be left alone when some one may refuse to accompany in world
I shall not hesitate to express it in clear terms
Whether it may be considered as per tradition or norms

I will never blame about time and real choice
It was done without much ado and noise
Even as on today you are perfect match
I had dreamed of you and ceaselessly preferred to watch

I am not good at using appealing words
That might have been wanted as pre-condition to look forward
I thought it over number of times but in process miserably failed
I think of it now that I have not seized opportunity or availed

Even birds prefer to have their own nest
They do want and try desperately with zest
We have human mind and think of closer bond
It is expected that some one very dear must respond

I knew my love may speak for itself
It shall not be thrown to remain at sea shelf
It is treasured one and must find place
I am not blind person to get involved in mad race

It must find its place with acceptance
I want it to be accepted at once
I don’t think it needs any exposure
But few reassuring words to make it sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Torments of love

There are moments in life

when you feel like to cry

and don’t really know why.

Your destiny gives you chances

to satisfy your fancies

But they are not always a success,

sometimes even a stress.

Yes, you splash out emotions

like an angry ocean a whale.

But what remains in your soul?

Is it just a growl?

You have already been indifferent to him,

it seemed.

But he still remains in your mind

And you try to find

The reason to forget him.

Were you just blind?

You want to leave everything behind

and ask your mind to be so kind to forget.

You beg your heart

to release your torments,

to forget all his comments.

You ask your mind

to be in contact with your heart

and not always be apart.

All your actions were unmeant,

all you wanted the love to send.

Now you are trying to forget,

but you can’t,

Then you think: Oh, yes! He had a grant.

You try to find his negative features

for your lonely creature.

You try to release your mind

but he still remains in your soul

playing the main role

in all your night dreams,

and it seems he is still everything to you,

it is so difficult to say adieu.

You had time to think how to keep him,

how to reap the fruits of love,

or may be to stay in good relations,

so that to avoid the separation,

or may be remain friends,

it could be a good amends.

But…your heart pains and the dreams remain.

Nothing you can change,

Nothing to arrange.

You did all to estrange your love.

The words I have said above

Are not for all.

It is just her little squall.

Now she is all alone.

Living on her own

somehow she will survive

and one day probably die.

Here I sigh and tell you good bye,

finishing this crazy lie.

Larisa Rzipishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Am unable to understand

Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen

I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result

I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind

You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground

All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear

That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved

It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release

It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent

Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person

I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor

She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own

The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home

I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A very true

It is you
And very true
The seed is sown
Now openly admit it and own

It is not the trick
It is no gimmick either
You are there at the center
You have made it and entered

The heart may beat
When we meet
You shall try to free the way
Don’t be lost and run away

I shall catch you in real glimpse
You are there and nothing else
Try to love in real world
Do not develop shiver and cold

I never lost nerve at first sight
I think my choice is very right
You were the center for attraction
I think something more needed as action

How shall I express it words?
Should I take as sign for going forward?
Will that materialize in coming days?
I dream of nice golden days

You have done it once again
Clouds are over cast and may rain
It may crunch the thrust for ever
Shall we unit and remain forever?

Say it again and again
Whisper in ears and refrain
From any exposure that might speak
And make it known to others and leak

I had waited long for some one to show
A real love and affection to flow
I had little fascination to go along
It was to prove right and not wrong

Is it not natural to dream for life partner?
To look around and search as beginner
I was going to prove as lover and not the sinner
The chance seemed bright and not the thinner

I shall dream of building a very good nest
We may only remain there for the rest
It is not the only imagination to hope for best
It is going to be real and not imaginative test

Is it not natural to dream for life partner?
To look around and search as beginner
I was going to prove as lover and not the sinner
The chance seemed bright and not the thinner

I shall dream of building a very good nest
We may only remain there for the rest
It is not the only imagination to hope for best
It is going to be real and not imaginative test

It is always lovely to be with right choice
To be enjoyed without much ado and noise
It is not the medium to be given public exposure
The life is certainly going to be beautiful for sure

Love to live and enjoy
It is definitely a joy
Still more lay open before
It is to be thought therefore

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A long forty years

It drives me back forty years
When i had heard beautiful voice in ears
She was to be my partner for long journey
We had to march ahead without source and money

It was no Man's land
I wanted beautiful face and hand
no one preferred to be a friend
I had feared a tragic end

It was loveless life and long sea
Only blue waters but not a shed or tree
I was bird with wings but not a free one
Nothing could be achieved by me as person

Though kind at hart, I missed killer's instinct
I was forbidden to maintain it very strict
I did not look at even called by name
It was causing me surprise and shame

I am not aware of delicate stage
For me it is difficult to manage
Though I have grown with the age
Still feelings remain hidden in page

I used to pray almighty to gift me with one
Who would love me alone only except none
It was desire and did not expect it to be fulfilled
Though lady luck so far had not smiled

As luck would have it and it rained
Water filtered through ground and gained
The little foothold in somebody's heart
I was liked by some one as a nice and smart

There was some one wishing to be part
I considered it blessings from the start
I knew it may not click sometimes
But it was turning very good times

I stared In her eyes to find safe refuge
I was in no position to refuse
I thought I may sink with little fear
She started it calling with “O, my dear

I heard it coming like bomb shell
I was fearing fall of hell
It was quite amusing to hear sweet words
I gathered strength to thank Almighty Lords

She fairly smiled to offer willingness
I was almost going down with happiness
She was to be my permanent bride
I utterly failed for emotions to hide

I still remember those pretty moments
It will not nice to offer any comments
Ya, it was nicest among all so far experienced
I was not in control to find it distanced

My feet firmly held the ground
I thought I have lastly found
She can be princess of fairy land
I would love to hand over my self completely In her hand

“ I am still in her fold
since then enjoying hold”

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Missed Chance

It was missed chance
Such type of moments comes only at once
Consider it as heavenly sent chance
That takes place in two heart's presence

I knew of your double mind
You were confused for real joy to find
You had everything at your disposal
As it needed no fresh proposal

Certainly my heart missed a beat
As there was tremendous warmth and heat
You were hanging in my arms
Was it a signal before storms?

The joy was reflected on your face
Was it an end of passion or mad race?
I could decide nothing and left it to you
The feelings and attachment was only true

It is timely aggression and gentle flow
It can take anybody by surprise with blow
One must think seriously and become slow
As it may be last chance to think and go

I smiled at your sudden withdrawal
Even though it was expected on arrival
You may retrace step and lay in dilemma
As this was life time question and not drama

I let you go silently and watched
I was up in bed and thoroughly searched
Asked question many times to own soul
Was there any fault with me or any foul?

The answer may never be found
As it has its own reality ground
One must be thorough with what one is doing
Rest all follows with clear understanding

I bet she was wrong at that time
As decision has to be taken sometimes
Time waits for none and opportunity is lost
One may never know how much it has cost

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Being very dear

I won’t step in anybody’s show and compare
I shall have to find the real place to go somewhere
Dreamland will not make me feel at home
Who else will be waiting for me to welcome?

I have my own land to live with and flow
Little thought of her brings on cheeks a fine glow
I don’t know how to take it as gift or blessings?
Certainly I shall think of it as place never missing

You were not far from being very dear
I can still feel the pulse of heart very near
It is pulsating slowly but with sensation I hear
Some unknown thought grip the mind and create fear

I have asked each and every leaf of tree about you
I was passionate and blind in love as it is very much true
Nothing appeals me much than those sweet words
They were none the less than have been spoken by lords

I have longed for the close company even this before
I had no courage to come forward and ask for
It would have been considered absurd and illogical
How could then it be proved as honest and logical?

You had hardly any spell of fragrance near by
Still I could smell it from distance without any try
The wind too took direction from you to steer the course
It was gentle blow and coming in with bit by bit force

What is so special in those moments to strike now?
I have no idea to dream of those and cope up to how?
I advance the hand and find you guiding me on clear way
It is drawing me closer but pushing slowly and gradually away

I knew about the separation but had not experienced
I had seen the birds making desperate noise and keenly glanced
It had never occurred in mind that such may be the unbearable separation
Even though it was thumping win for love with such fine elevation

I need ask moon to glow less and hide behind clouds
I too have no intention in asking clouds to make big sound
I want it to go as natural way and fall on ground like rain
At least earth may get little wind of it and feel no drain

I have nothing else to feel and miss
I can find you in fresh flowers and bliss
How does it matter if I watch them from the distance?
I will not look back to hear any steps at once

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Let curse fall

Let curse fall on those individuals
Who play dirty game with dubious role
Let all the blessings be snatched outright
As they have failed to protect the rights

You were preferred not because of past deeds
You were sent here not to torture and lead
You were seen as capable of delivering good
What did you do o, men other than snatching a food?

You kept them as animals or slaves
Were you not expected to act and behave?
Why did you not adhere to civilized norms?
Were you not aware of well informed?

I had nothing to find as final answer
I saw grief, pain and visible tears
Lord was himself pitying for making us human
Else we were not worthy to be called even animal

Animals do have the sense of love and attachment
They do love their circle and improve the relation or cement
What do we do to uplift or strengthen the liberty and freedom?
Not maltreatment in such a heinous way is witnessed?

We have kept millions under toe only to be called king
We have tortured and killed innocents so not to remain well being
What else we have done them to starve of food and face the prison?
Is there a cause to tie them in chain and pushed in cell without any reason?

We have librated a vast land for the hope to spend it better
We did not know it to belle our expectations sooner
Still people are shot at and killed mercilessly for no crime
It is time to rise and prove to the world that now is the real time

I felt a grief and same pain as lord tried to express
I had deep feeling but could nothing on the face
We all have mastered the art of deceiving the conscious
We may continue to perform with all motives considered to be vicious

Leave us not in middle O, lord for little folly
We share the blame and own it fully
No one may escape it unnoticed and gracefully
They have to undergo same intensity painfully

They may not find the roads open to flee
At no place they will find it secure and free
God granted us full freedom with liberty
We must acknowledge it as grace from almighty

Let eyes not look at sky helplessly
Let no individual be treated shabbily and rudely
As we are human being first and then individual
We are not empowered to take it as casual

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

With tragic calls

Life does not pass of that easily for all
Someone may find in it with tragic calls
No one wants it to be stormy or full of thorns
It may invade at any time without being warned

We are seized with full of future expectations
It is not only future but other questions too
It may be choosing of life partner
Along with me for passing all tests as beginner

I have dreamed of someone as an ideal man
He will take care of me as I have loved him closely as fan
He is not aware of my deep and internal feelings
I shall jump into foray with full willingness

It is life time dream of an honest upcoming female
She has no other option than to seek alliance with male
If that happens as per the choice and as perfect match
Many eyes may try to have glimpses and catch

It is still a mystery and puzzling question
I don’t want to make any of its mention
I just ask my conscious what type of life I would prefer to lead
I think someone may come forward when he has completely read

I have thought of remaining as far as possible a completely loyal
I may not want wedding to be grand or look absolutely royal
As you have remained central figure throughout at heart
I was careful in not beginning distrustful start

It may not come as total surprise
As there is no fixed cost or prize
I have nothing to demand for any union
It is only race for stable life with good companion

We come across lots of promises when likely to enter
The holy alliance and very much focused at the centre
There won’t be any dearth of sweet words
It will be offered in plenty when looking forward

It is not one time affair so that it may come to standstill
There will be enough of meetings with mock drills
So many queries and enquiries to lead to settlement
Very careful approach with avoidance of unnecessary comments

It is life time dream and one definitely takes wow to honor
It will not be simple matter or can be considered as minor
Any girl or boy may move cautiously with possible avoidance of unpleasant things
No one may be prepared for one in million chances for anything

* Life can not be taken as mock drill for future play even with utmost care*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Mom, I still cry on this day

Stars twinkle and shine in sky?
I sit motionless and often ask, why?
Many years have passed since you had left,
Great unfilled vacuum you left behind and kept,

No place or corner I find safe to cry
That is why I hide the face and feel very shy
Heart is filled with grief and throat is choked
Memories do come and surface as seen in thick smoke

I realize today what the today’s mother think
Slight trouble for children makes her sink
Awake the whole night without eyes to wink
Eyes speak with worries and make no blink

No hard feelings at heart and no bargaining
Dedication and love for others is for not for gaining,
Care and intense love is seen even in raining
So much stress leaves her under intense paining

Whole life “Mom” remains totally devoted
Ideas to desert us any time is never floated
Bitterness in sweet words is never coated
Upset in life never makes her irritated

With meager income and limited sources
She is facing starvation as new danger forces
Still no sadness on her part and expression of any remorse
She does it only for the future and happiness of course

I may not dwell at length what all she did
I have no words to speak or to take lead
You were towering strength created impact deep and wide
As waves in water slowly rise and fall with tide

I wish you could for some more times would have been here
you were for me like high sky with powerful presence there,
I search today for you but find you in no place
Is there any other way for others to make you replace?

No one can take your position and lead,
not a similar composition like you as head,
I sit helplessly and cry to see you today;
I wait and watch for your arrival everyday

Why there is no parallel for your position
Ay derogatory remark for you is out of question
You are the only one to be considered as next to God
You are praised and prayed with same spirit to Lord

I am visibly moved today as felt your absence so much
You were everything and brought me to the position of such
Who else could do so much for my upkeep with care?
It was you only mom who stood by me and was always there

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A kindness with gesture

A person will be know by his own behavior
He will be his own destructor and savior
His turn about may speak well about personality
It may also prove his ability and capability

He can’t become well-known for his fortune
No one may buy his arguments or fall to his tune
There may be many like him in this world
They may enjoy their life but their approach may be very cold

We can give advice to others ob the basis of expertise
People may offer all support and at the same criticize
It is state of art that comes to the person’s rescue
He may have all the fame and name which is due

What do people expect from you as gentleman?
Few kind words and treatment very human
It may raise your status to the highest position
It will also be known as rare combination

What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be in form of blessings or simple murmur?
Words should not simply fall or flow?
If they are spoken with affection then face must also glow

May it be from elders in the form of kiss?
It may also be special offer and gesture from Miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be or prove real bliss?

I shall prefer to remain unknown and live alone
Even if no help comes from any one
I must accept it with full joy from inception
Even if that is offered with some deception

Why then so much noise is created?
Is there not real love which is recreated?
Do we ever sing when some one is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if it is lamented?

How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not looks so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean

Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest

What difference it makes if offered on forehead?
Love and true affection takes place and spread
All sentiments can be expressed and simply read
Fragrance comes out of it and coolness is felt in head

Lovers may take it as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and feel awesome
Wife to husband may seem as emerging gesture
Happy moments may appear with beautiful nature

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A run out player

That precious time may run out
It may result in complete route
Still so much is left in store
All my works to be admired and adored

I have love for rhyme
Synchronies it with space and time
I shall prefer only sunny side
The horizon is open and wide

Let me what I am
Not to be decided by them
I shall rule the hearts of people
My creation will always tell

It may echo all over
All areas to cover
The spreading of good message
Smooth sailing with clear passage

They are simple words
It has blessings from the lords
They have come as it has to
Each word is clear and true

Who shall come forward and say?
What preference I should have in way?
I shall sing in the way I could
It is always for me thought for food

I have openly advocated
In thoughts also not sugar coated
It is through clear vision and sight
I had seen the path with light

Not all may agree
They are all free
The flowers may boom in spring
Birds and bees may silently sing

It shall ring with music
It may be life time music
I shall vow to come back again
The lost position and pride to regain

I shall watch from distance
Eyes may close at once
Some one may ring in ear
I would love some words to hear

In no time I shall be no more
The poems may remain forever
At some stage they open the page
I shall then come out of the cage

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Soul and body

Oh, dear poems
I always addressed you to him
As I thought of you as medium
You were away near but kept mum

You made me to speak
Kept reminding me about peak
Even thought I was weak
You forced on me to stick

I take it as blessings
There can't be anything like missing
You are always there when I wish to assert
Come out in verses and visibly seen in concert

I know time is precious
Yet thought process is continuous
I know for sure you always remain in my mind
I spare now sometime for you to find

Cuckoo has no business to air melody
That can be assigned to anybody
But some one has to play that role
Nature has made it strictly as per rules

We have to play all kind of roles but differently
To express thoughts and present it vehemently
In such condition you invade mind decisively
I too accept it gladly and project positively

You have distinct place and position
Not all can make effective composition
I consider it as heavenly gift and art
Like Human soul and body as inseparable part

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

So Here I Am

There you are, here I am
Holding back, what I wish to say again
I can do it, but I can't seem to find the words
So I keep to myself, so sheltered

And once you leave, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself
I knew what I wanted us to be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 16, at a party, of a friend of mine
You are here, and I wanted to say it, this time
But then I saw her, she kissed you
That struck deep; I broke in two
So I stayed there, all alone
And lost my chance to say it before you took her home

And once you left, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself again
I knew what I wanted to say, everything
But I kept, it to, myself again
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 23
And I’m in the back row, of your wedding
Cause I didn't want anyone to see, the tears that I cried-
Not for her, but for you and me, and what we should be
Should I object? Make my move?
But by the time I made up my mind, the whole thing was through

And once you left, they come right back
But I didn't have the courage to state the fact
And I didn't want to confuse your wedding day
But I can't stand to watch you walk away
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we’re 40, and look how big your kids have grown
Sometimes as I hug them, I still wish they were my own
And I still feel that light still burning; maybe it's not too late
But then I look into the eyes of your family, and I don't want to make a mistake

And once you leave the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think less of me
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 70, and your great grandchildren are born
And I can see your face, through everyone
And sometimes when you're on your porch, I still want make a move
But I just stay inside, like an old ladies supposed to do

And once you leave, the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think of me differently
So I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long to believe
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 90, and I'm at your funeral
Oh how these years went by so quickly, it's hard to believe you're gone
And I'm infuriated with myself, for not acing fast
And upset, because I never took that chance
So finally to the grave, I am able to say:

Now that you're gone, the feelings come right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
But I am too late, waited too long
To take the chance, I dreamed upon
And I’ve I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long believe
I’ve kept, it all to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am, without you
Sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, without you
Wishing, I would have came forward
So here I am.
And you're no where, to be seen
So here I am, without you
Missing you desperately

Now I'm at my funeral, on my way, to heaven
On my way to God, and still wishing for that blessing
And right when I walk in, through those pearly golden gates
You're right where I wanted, and finally I get my chance to say

And now we're here, the feelings came right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
Because now you're here
And now I'm here
And I'm no longer, keeping this to myself
Because I've waited my whole life just to tell you how I felt

So here I am, with you
No longer, sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, with you
Proud that I finally came forward

So here I am.

poem by Sugar Bear
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Good morning Boss

Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart

It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way

In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,

I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work

I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?

Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed

it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass

If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords

After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost

Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence

It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Abortive Forever

I sat quite and quieter more
I've not believed that it would ever happen someday
I've not even sensed that my day'll will be so worthless without you....
I've not even sensed that the person whom i trusted the most will someday turn so cruel to me! ! ! !

When you were with me it was so easy to scribble down the words, and was so easy to illustrate it.....
but now words fears to come over my mind and i become helpless
that was the only way, i used to help myself, but now its all over....

I m so abhorrent, thinking about how i could easily believed
someone.
I gave my utmost to bring you back to me.....
but that was all an abject, whatever i was trying since till today was all an abject....

can you take me back, place where i actually belong?
can you be the one, what you used to be?
can you make me smile again?
can you make me believe in you again?
but all remain unanswered.....
everything was gone....
and my story remain abortive forever! ! ! !

^-^ love you guys....

poem by Lyangmit Vungmoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

For The Want Of Time

I never excuse for the want of time
Even though it may very important and prime
I love some of my friends and relatives
As they are close and very subjective

I may never find time in whole life
As husband has no spare time for wife
Yet something is to be talked about
Else you face the possible rout

How can I say you keep off?
How can I that rude and rough?
Everybody is built of some fine stuff
No amount of arguments can help not even bluff

I know only mortals may remain
I may prefer to be excluded in my domain
But at what cost I enjoy the fame?
What is there good in the name?

Do we thing work may end so soon?
The sun may not have afternoon
The evening may not set in
The birds may not return and sing

I am apologetic to those friends
Do not take it to illogical end
It may be ridicule to end in clever manner
Yet the fact may be known sooner

I would love rather to hear you gently
Those words not heard before silently
How long I may have to face dry spell?
Nothing at present seems going well

I would never question brilliant face off
I have no strength to argue or scoff
Yet it pains from within not to press
Instead prefer isolation and dearly miss

No one may have time to care for
No one may even prefer to be very sure
As it will not take them to reality
Because they want to maintain good quality

I would love to talk at length
With any one who cares and match with strength
It is not the intelligence that matters most
The relation is pushed aside and remains frost

It is very hard to go on for sentiments
You may have sugar coated comments
That may not cut much deep with the ice
As it does not really match with the promises

I hope relations are weighed in any terms
It adds to some worry and concerns
Nothing goes off well with nice duration
It gives room for deterioration with some indication

I end up by saying welcome all
I regret saying it without any standard fall
I love all despite my tight schedule
I want it to be durable and ideal module

I may perish along with my brethren
It may then be smooth and happy turn
I shall bid good bye despite having no time
I shall regret only “No time” but as no crime

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Love has its charm

??? ????? ???? ?? ?? ?? ?? ????? ?? ????'
??? ?????? ??? ??? ??? ???? ?? ????? ????
???? ???? ???? ?? ???? ?? ?????? ??
?? ?? ? ???? ?? ?? ?????? ?? ?????? ???? ??? ??? ????


If you awaited it then you could have told face to face
Insulted me in gathering and thrown out of the race
In this way you could take revenge and settle he score
Had this not been the case, I should have been buried live to speak no more


???? ???? ?? ?? ??? ?? ???? ???? ????
??? ?????? ?? ??? ???? ???? ????
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? ??? ?????? ?? ?? ??
???? ???? ???? ?? ??? ???? ???? ?? ??


Nobody could have done like this as you did
Greet with hands then change the eye lid
I was the only one person lost to you
Considered you mine but proved to be untrue

??? ?????? ???? ?? ??? ???? ?? ?? ?? ????? ? ???
?? ?? ???? ????? ?????????? ?? ????? ?? ???????? ???
??? ?? ?? ?? ?? '????? ?? ?? ?? ????? ?????? ?? '
???? ?? ?? ??? ?????? ????? ?? ????? ??


You might have some compulsions but now at least come in open for while
Tell in presence of everyone with lively words and smile
Open up and smilingly reveal 'love has its own style'
Everybody here has surrended to the beauty meanwhile


?? ?? ????? ????? ??? ?? ??????
????????? ?? ????? ??? ?? ???????
???????? ?? ??????? ?? ?????? ????? ?????
?? ???? ??? ??? ???? ??? ???? ????? '


Whoever defaults may have repercussions
Disobedience may be dealt with sternly without any discussion
Will feel hell during his life time
Will repent through out ht his life period for times to come

?? ??? ????? ?? ????? ?? ?????? ??
????? ?? ?? ?? ?????? ?? ????? ??
?? ?? ???? ????? ?? ???? ?? ??? ?? ????? ???? ??? ??
????? ?? ???? ?? ??? ?? ????? ??? ?? ??????? ??


We know fully well about love birds
Who try hard to make it lively with sweet words?
But they forget that life is full of thorns
It is not only impossible to reach near the goal but to scorn

?? ?? ????? ?? ????? ?? ?? ???? ??? ?? ??? ???? ??
?? ??? ????????? ???? ??? ??? ??? ???? ???? ??
???? ??????? ???? ?? ?? ???? ?? ??? ??
??? ????? ??? ????? ???? ?? ?? ??? ???? ???? ???? ???? ??

We too are human and take your words as granted
Submit to your proposal and surrender as you had wanted
Leave all the decisions to the wishes of almighty
That our choice is justified and in full conformity

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A hard to say good bye

It is very hard to say good bye
You may loose the strength even if you try
You can’t bear the separation
To loose him or her permanently is out of question

The intimacy is developed over the number of years
It is very difficult to miss and silently bear
The ears may be deafening for sweet voice to hear
Thee whole schedule may be off the track and out of gear

Its impact on mind is really devastating
It is layer in between and keeps it insulating
The grief and sadness appear all of sudden
It may isolate you from daily routine even

How in a friction of seconds a person can be no more?
How in no time ship an run aground and not reach the shore?
Is it not the life full of uncertainties and unsecured?
Can life be taken for sure and in terms measured?

No one can answer these questions in affirmative
No one will come to your rescue and not even your relatives
It is full of mystery and bound to happen
You must brace up for any eventuality and sharpen

No activity comes to grinding halt
There may prevail lull after strong assault
The tragedy may take place but impact may be little short
You must try to forget it and cut very short

You may come across such things on number of occasions
There may be lot of casualties at the time of invasions
Whole country may be reeling under the grief
It may remain there for quite time but stay for brief

Certain things may remain forever and have lasting effect
Every year they may remind us and force us to react
We will not be in position to offer condolences or act
This is reality of life and remains as barren fact

You may try to forget and give it a go bye
You may not remember and ask any question as to why?
The things still remain in your upper mind
You may not have satisfactory answer to find

You have loved your dear ones for quite long
They might have committed right or wrong
Still they occupy position close to your heart
It may remain hardest hit fact from the start

Let us not be carried away by pure sentiments
We may feel sorry for that particular moment
We can’t stop moving with sadness at all places
We got to move on to find the smiling faces

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Imagine A World...

Imagine a world-one like you've given to me,
Where you are too afeared to be all you've striven to be:
A world where fear of an implausible future event
Becomes more important than our erstwhile love-Heaven sent,
Both in literal and figurative terms-your dream's fruition;
The complete embodiment of your life's ambition:
To find a mate for your incomparably beautiful soul-
This is what you have allowed to wither-what fear stole
From both you and me, on that fateful day before Christmas last.
You will never find this love again if you keep living in the past,
You protect yourself by pretending that it was never real,
Yet, only we two know how it is that you truly feel-
Even now, as I scribe these poignant words as tribute
To a love that naught may replace-a conviction made more resolute
With the passage of time and space from this love's loss.
You promised me that you would never again cross
The heart of mine, that loves you most completely-
Yet you betrayed both of them since that day, most repletely
And tragically, with your choice to shutter with fear.
My heart's ardor is surely real, and lives right here,
Waiting for its inspiration to appear once again:
I shall never again truly love until then.
This choice is not, and has never been, mine-
Will you continue to ignore your own, and further confine
Yourself to the mediocrity of what you allowed to be,
Or will you embrace the love you once avowed, to be! ?
You possess no basis in your fear's reality toward me,
So, why not stop looking back-look forward, to be
All that He wants for you-all that we may provide, together.
You once were so very sure-why not again decide to never
Again cede to fear, but only to love as only I know you can! ?
Fear only leads to loneliness-the heart's tragic isolation
From the one mate that provides it with inspiration:
To accept fear's determination is to ban
The heart's capacity for love, and accept mediocrity;
The human heart is made to love, anything else is hypocrisy!
I may only proffer words of advice, not make decisions for you,
And merely offer same because, despite it all, I adore you
And wish the best for you-yet, I know it must include me;
Therefore, for both selfish and altruistic reasons, I conclude, we
Must both try as hard as we may, to live for the future, not what 'was';
I can not help how it is that I feel about you, not because
Of what we once had, but because of what I know we may-
In a future where the past is left to 'lie'-
Otherwise, we will both leave 'true love', to die.

-Maurice Harris,8 June 2012

poem by Maurice Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

As I can lead

He is not perturbed for what is going on
The battle is going on and to be taken as half won
He has no doubts for its outcome
He shall wait for it and welcome

He has never project himself before any interest
It is safe mode to pursue and adopt it as best
In real hard time it may it may come to be known as test
Its fruit may be enjoyed later when you prefer rest

He will always look forward
No intention to see sideways or backward,
He doesn’t prefer or employ means very hard,
He doesn’t wish to have any reward

Who can be known as your best friend or well wisher?
A successful man and very good teacher
He may remain inaccessible and good pretender
He is there for all with no discrimination for gender

We can dream of a beautiful season
We have every reason to feel satisfied as very good persons
There can’t be going back on stated words
It may have its impact afterwards

Easy going is right option without any mention
Why people think so much and carry the tension
Our death will not any bearing or draw the attention
You have no need to worry and raise the question

keeping to self or confined to area is best option
shut the mouth and not to utter a word should the adoption
let unnecessary things pass off with no more attention
Pray for right course and necessary action

Don’t you think world is so limited?
Showing off more but less committed
Lapses more but openly never admitted
Achievement less but boosted and noted

Striving very hard to remove the illusion,
Reconciliation all the time for inclusion
Peace always preferred to confrontation
Self interest not first is the only orientation

I shall not confine or limit to four walls of house
Intention very clear where interest arouse,
No preference for outright gain and willingness to submit,
No wrong means but optional means to admit,

I have failed self for gained a lot,
Centre of attraction has always remain in spot,
maintaining high degree of integrity with good rapport
Relying on popular will and garnering support

Is there anything wrong if I possess?
Have my own way with new ideas to find access?
Have philosophy of a day with strict adherence,
Bold approach without anybody’s reference,

Person with liberal thought is considered mad,
He has to part with ways and later feel sad,
My views are perfect and clearly read,
Have I not all the qualities to lead?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!