Dilemma
It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination
She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honour
No more surprises but need of an hour
Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?
I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak
It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
So much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop and not go in vain
She has complete universal expression on face
So much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated in voice
The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can be observed only on sand
Must swim across the sea and dive to the bed
Hidden treasures in pearls, while blue and red
Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings …………….
She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A certain belief
I was guided by complete faith in certain belief
I used to get many tips or certain brief
It was helping to come to the near solution
I too was helped by strong resolution
Though it has ruled me from the day I gained conscience
I am not blind or averse to the fact of science
Some of the facts have definitely influenced
I my self have taken some decisions and distanced
It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination
She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honor
No more surprises but considered need of an hour
Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?
I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak
It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
She has s o much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears anytime as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop it and see to it not go in vain
She has complete universal expression on her face
So has so much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live with and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated and expressed in voice
The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can’t be measured by standing only on sand
You got to swim across the sea and dive to the sea bed
Hidden innumerable treasures found in form of while blue and red
Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings better in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings even if bitter pills to swallow
She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Closely guarded
It is closely guarded secret
Thought should not be allowed to let
At improper time and place be
At what ever the case may be
I would not claim it to be God gift
You made little change and shift
You are now on some other plot
The mind is occupied with slot
Here it can be termed as unusual
This can not be developed as casual
It requires tremendous skill and grip
The writing must cut through and make others weep
The mind gives away only when you think of generosity
This is one of the most desired qualities
A poet must feel at heart and his pen must shake
The moment he feels that his thoughts are fake
I weep at the plight of the poor farmers
They are our guardians and real charmers
What we are today is really a recognized gesture?
He is there for us to offer a secure future
My pen shape the words in anticipation
As it has feelings and direct relation
I feel at the close of their hearts
What a lovely belonging through my writing art!
How can I stop any one from gaining access?
How can I show displeasure and other lines on the face?
What would they bring with them for me?
I have thought over it and made them feel free
I feel every beat of their feelings
Their plight and agony is certainly killing
I owe my existence and piece of bread
How can I fail them for their emotions to read?
If at all I have to weep for their cause
It will be purely for their humble guess
One day someone may write and understand the plight
Give whatever is due to them without any struggle or fight
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Neither the rain
Neither the rain was dropping slowly
Nor the storm was receding gradually
All were on me as if subduing forcefully
Yet I did not object as it was done successfully
This all has happened as you were man of my choice
Full of dashing personality and words of promise
Eyes reflected no hollowness but vastness of sky
It left me in no doubt to raise any question for why
It sent me shivers in spine
I was never under the influence of wine
You were by my side still I could not dine
Everything moved in order to feel me fine
Rain was heavily charging me with invitation
I saw some connectivity in relation
Your heavy arm made me to sink still further
I could think of nothing not even any danger
It was altogether a sweet pain with mixed feeling
I just thought it for while and showed really willing
It was inwardly raising me to the level
To break all the barriers and excel
It is frontal attack from all the sides
I run in happiness for feelings to hide
Nothing is going against me as crisis
There is tremendous force and emphasis
I sink further to his love and attachment
How can I deny it is not glorious moment?
There won’t be anything in future to repent
As he further advances to make final bent
I was sure of becoming it as real
Something was forcing to feel
In tight grip also I felt like to sleep
Tears gush out from eyes but stop me to weep
I go deep and feel some warmth
I feel freshness as if after taking bath
My lips fear some volcano eruption
It stops me thinking with disruption
It is no more crunch and let down
It is not simple game or fun
The whole world has crumbled on the feet
The eyes refuse to admit or greet
What would we feel when meet next time?
May be little spending on our object prime
Yet it will be more promising for future
I have to think over it and make sure
The world may not end here
It will take and lead us somewhere
I wish it takes me nowhere
Stop here or started from where
I say no and sink further
He is no my everything and leader
He will take me to wherever he likes
No thought enters my mind now to strike
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I need not explain
I need not explain my conduct to any one
As I am responsible for everything done
Human being alright but sole master
All the acts to be performed as an actor
Many times I receive conflicting signals
Soul and mind doesn't synchronize its arrival
One may say go outright and other may restrain
I shall then pass under confusion stage with pain
It has lot more to do with reasonable stand
Somewhere with the fear that others may not understand
I want to make my life as living tale
So shine remains on face and doesn't reflect pale
I must be noticed as ordinary man
Hundred percent down to earth as human
Where god also must realize its importance
To come here as noble man and take simple chance
Earth is beautiful refuge to seek
Even god has felt himself as weak
Lots of pain undergone by human being
Same trauma felt by poor s well as the kings
I know I will be no more
The seconds after therefore
Who knows I shall be failed to anchor
Half way to sink before reaching the shore
I must know what I am here for
Live accordingly and log for
Search the reasonable way and live
Let there be any faith to believe
I may be called water bubble
Life full of agony and full of troubles
yet will power to survive and swim
Even for a single second never forget Him
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I Write In Lead Part 2
You see I write in lead
cause having poetry impact my life
Everyday is empowering
Can't complete a thought 'cause
Before I can access feelings stored inside
My mind is weaving another strand of meaning and context
'Cause Poetry's deciphered my semantic properties
Unraveling down to the morphological units
Unlacing more of me
And that I don't need a pen
To bleed thoughts of truth
Let me know cause I don't understand
Can't put into concrete thoughts
My grasp of linguistics no longer suffice
To decode the relationship between
Mind and hand
pen and poet
Carefully marking down gibberish
Only understood by the two
I guess that's how it works
Some things have no outside reason to stand
But the only one that comes from within
An I write in lead cause
I can't get out the right pattern of words
I keep erasing
Always in search of a better way
To state how it is that I
am processing poetry
I don't want to use pen
cause fact of the matter is poetry
Shakes the profound core
My factory of thoughts
Engraved permanently in paper
Leaves no space to illustrate
How poetry pushes me to the edge of language
And then I realize
The edge is more like an extending bridge of vocabulary
I can continue building letters
Making meaning
There's no saying
Where interpretation will stop
That is what
poetry is
Making my hand ache
but the thought of not scribing
Leaves less space
For our bridge to extend
Connect To find a better way
to spill my insides out
Poetry's my speech therapy
Cause the more I interpret poetry's word
the more I record how its being comes forth
tough and registers in a soft key
Through syllables
The more clearly I see
through the lens I read
The world and my synthesis
is me
I want to take all of poetry in
So it lives endlessly in meaning
If the path of our voices crosses only momentarily
I'd like for poetry to still live through my expression
Aiding the love affair of
Mind hand and heart
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A princess of heart
Hi, princess of my heart
I don't know how to start
Can it be through invitation?
Or by an imagination?
You have lived in my eyes
I would never dare to say bye
Come and adore my thrown
You can be considered best of your own
I don’t know about the magic
You created a lovely music
I am sure it was lovely spell
I certainly liked and felt so well
There may be hidden message
I saw it as clear passage
It did create magic pull of age
I was out for it and unable to manage
Would you respond it through your blue eyes?
My imagination goes beyond limit and flies
Can you make it complete success?
I would love to have full access
It is definitely pull and push
I want to make it as no rush
I see the hidden beauty in thick bush
Acknowledge and beautifully finish
Will you try to forget?
Or allow my feelings to let?
The goal I have already set
I shall open it when we surely meet
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is Simple
Love is simple thing to understand
Whether you sit down quietly or stand
It will emerge and always come on surface
There will be sign and all over traces
It has blessings form divine spirit
There is hope even from dimly lit
It may be high or powerful light
It has to reveal only its might
You have desire to go His fold when you pray
You may be unknown for what the future course may
Still you have full faith in his future guidance and way
Love has to succeed and permanently come to stay
Why has it been permanently equated with God?
Is there anything wrong with it or involves any fraud
It is simple way of longing for true love with feelings
Meeting of two souls getting together and willing
Whether it is raining, earthquake or flood in rivers
In freezing cold where complete body shivers
Under hot sun where head try to break in pieces
Get simple joy of meeting with complete peace
Even prayers offered to God are not sincere
Some thing is hidden in heart with complete fear
Love drives them with force to reveal everything
Clearly to speak and open up to gain something
Air and cool breeze even doesn’t disturb for moment
Passers go by gently without passing any comments
They are deeply involved with the lovely life to be spent
Consider the chance as holy one and heavenly sent
It is mystery and yet to be solved with reasons
What makes a person to fall in love in any seasons?
What is that magnetic pull principle or behind the pull?
What makes their life so entertaining with happiness in full?
Love has no eyes to see cast, creed, color or religion
It has nothing to do with nation, country or any region
It may cross any barrier to over come the hurdle
No worry for rough weather dangerous sea or ships to turtle
Looking at vast sky for simple approval
Wish for blessings without any removal
Let God shower his mercy with kind eyes
Love to reign supreme devoid of any cries
Love to live with complete faith is real love
Complete system goes round and revolves
It has its own way to come up with challenge
It has deeps roots and nothing to arrange
Love is no less or more than prayers
It has relevancy in its own spheres
It has strong bond of intimacy
Love in all forms establish supremacy
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Any magic there
is there any magic behind?
Why I couldn't find?
why did I stay spell bound?
what was new in it to be found?
well, I don't know
I have decided to throw
Complete weight and go free
Watch it quietly under the tree
I don't know what he may do?
The feelings are very true
The delicate phase I am passing through
He may also be feeling same too
I have become feeble and weak
what more do I long and seek?
I am completely lost in his charm
i see bright future and no harm
Eyes bright up when he enters
I loose the nerve and simply center
rush to greet and to be lost for ever
whole body is shivering with fever
I simply fall for his embrace
eyes meet and close the face
complete silence with only whispers
words move on and act as strikers
Nothing stands on the way as gap is narrowed
No more dictates as simple rule is followed
Not to loose again but everything to gain
it may go on as events move in chain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An old tradition
Unwillingly ushered in a house totally unknown
Saw a young lady keeping head down
White complexioned girl with eyes cat brown,
Almost frozen expressions but not making it known
I was at pained to learn the way it was arranged in orthodox way
Grown up children still are not allowed sufficient say,
Uncertainty is more so prediction is very less,
What is there in store for assumptions and guess?
With great courage one may ask “hello”
Limited conversation in presence and all the traditions to follow
Parents are present and allowing limited talks
Nothing can be decided with few steps walks
”I am your would be companion”
Running a marathon race but not a champion,
Will allow all the freedom that you need,
No dowry or nothing as I have no greed,
“Will you marry me” simply I asked,
Rushed blood heavily on face as it was difficult task mask,
Wait for an answer and okay the proposal,
Parents too were ready for quick disposal,
Quick “yes” came from her as there was no competition
Answer was kept ready even without question,
”so stage is ready for lovely meet” I smilingly said
parent were happy and agreed to greet,
I did not, object to old style
It was unique experience for a while
How can one agree for old ways?
If that results into parting ways
How can one decide future in few hours?
Heart may skip beats while walking on floor
It is unusual way of finding a match
Sometimes it may result into very good precious catch
It may have long lasting effect on mind
Lovely moments with few surprises to find
It is lovely to find and feel so great
When bond results into reality from heat
I shall always cherish and remember
Its importance as to how life will bear
I have to assure her nothing to fear
As she was almost sank with tears
As it turned out to be a great success
They all agreed for tie without any stress
It was now matter of time to decide
I was dreaming about horse to ride
This may not happen to all
They may not receive such call
I wish it could take place for bride
She can explain with no emotions to hide
Day for final count down may arrive,
simple way to wed and not to connive,
It’s way of life with certain norms to follow,
promise once made should not seem to be hollow
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The Mind Inside My Hero
Unique friend imposible to find,
caring and loving for the ones who are,
The protector of broken hearts,
A true hero in my world.
Seems to be perfect for us,
but that's only what the eyes can see,
'cause my heart can see something else,
A vulnerable soul under it's shield.
My perfect hero has his sectrets,
Unknown for the ones who see with the eyes,
my hero is becoming weak with the time,
but he can't realize....
The mind inside my hero,
Keeps feelings hidden,
for the ones he must protect,
to trust, and not be afraid.
A red rose in between many white,
similar to the others, but never the same,
feeling lonely on the inside,
wanting to hide and not to face the truth.
An exquisite prey in the jungle,
afraid of the hungry predators,
keep trying not to make any noise,
just avoiding to be haunted.
I can see him with my heart,
and I see his fears and his pain,
I understand he is only being human,
I still love him the same,
and still he is my hero....
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Difficult to maintian
Any relation can be difficult to maintain
You must strive hard and honestly sustain
You have critical times to stand for bloodless relation
Where you may make sisters, daughters with finest indication
It is not wrong to assume and live with honest intention
It is acid test when comes to the stage of pure retention
You got to be careful more when it comes to discharge
You have wide spectrum and area very large
I have found new daughter named jenny
She suggested me in simple way as not done by many
She was naughty and very innocent
I knew her well and had very good moments
She has no father and wanted real one
I was very special to her and not someone
She had feelings of her own and did not regret
She wanted it to come out and also made known or let
“I want to write specially on father’s day”
She had found happiness with her own way
“I would be your jenny “in next birth
I shall have and pray for same rebirth
I couldn’t hold my tears
I refused to believe the ears
The life will be over in few more years
But I will have one more daughter as very dear
She is now with two small kids
I could judge the sentiments and read
She was all there for my happiness
I could guess good lines on her face
I may pray for all for having such bond
I encourage such thoughts and second
World seemed so large with nice souls living in
I smiled silently and felt as if whole world was nearly won
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Emotions
i am feeling empty inside
maybe! it's because the feelings that i hide?
at times it's a feeling of loneliness
and at times, it's loves and desires hidden away.
but with all this i have to say.
i will never change the sensations
of feeling different emotions.
love, joy, sadness, bitterness, sorrow, anxieties, and stress.
but closeness is the one i love the best.
to be close and to be inspired, is my lifelong desire.
to have someone to hug you and to tell
you that everything is going to be alright.
and that someone is there, when you're down and out
that is what emotions is all about.
i found love and it was bursting to be free
a love, so deeply hidden inside of me.
i saw the love in someone elses eyes
feelings and emotions that they could not hide.
i felt their exhileration, and each and every sensation.
i felt the pains that a heart must go through
to bring all feelings closer to you.
the heart and the mind work hand in hand
but it is the soul that makes the plan.
(is it the mind that tells the heart what is love, what is pain.
what is sorrow? or is it the heart that tells the mind these things?)
the soul is the one that instills all these things into us
and this is what we have to trust.
emotions is lifes key
it could make you a slave, or set you free.
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Not to end
I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend
Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way
I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?
Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath
I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry
It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival
Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall
To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?
I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage
It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate
To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges
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Live without him
I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure
I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just
We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/
I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult
I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed
We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?
I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something
We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered
I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife
We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage
There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought
It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think
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Absolution (Element Of The Ensemble III)
As I am following your footprints in the dead of night
The fog is thickening the air and as the rain falls down
I feel your presence nearby and as I search the grounds
I see you trembling with fear lying on the ground
I walk up to you, look into your eyes
I see pain and sorrow and that you will never rise
Regretting all events that you have lived 'till this day
There's no turning back, nothing you could do nor say
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
I reach out, touch your soul: I close my eyes to feel
The rumbling pain that runs within you, which now cannot be healed
Our minds are correlated in space of tranformed state
Your body levitates by my hand, I read your thoughts at infinite rate.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
You seek forgiveness from God and people surrounding
You've just realized the pain and sorrow you have given
Love was something you were getting, never giving
Now your soul is forever scarred and weakened
Soon, you will understand the time has come today
For you to learn from your mistakes, for you to learn the ways
Willing to see through the heart, beauty and brightness of the mind
Knowing how to use the sight, the ability to find.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
Chemical sorting and pair creation
Intervention takes place, memory to ashes
The mind reborn, you seek your true purpose
It lies within you...
I feel peace within as your soul meets a new world
A world where you may step up to a higher learning
Take my hand and walk down the path of forgiveness
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My Twenty Lines
I just read this poem about using just twenty lines,
and it brought these words to my mind.
Who are they to tell us how many lines we should use to speak?
This is America where we have a law known as freedom of speech.
Just twenty lines tell you something about my life in words.
To me that seem completely absurd.
My life is much more than just twenty lines.
Hell I am thirty nine.
And if they except me to sum up thirty nine years in twenty lines
They are complete outside their minds.
How am I suppose to tell you how I nearly died when I was child?
Or how my mother harsh words took away my smile:
In just twenty lines?
Like I said they must be out of their minds.
I guest I can do if I shorten my life.
I don't have to talk about how much I love my future wife.
But her love is the inspiration for a lot of my poems.
So to not talk about her would be wrong.
I have a lot more to say but I'm out of time.
I reach my limit of my twenty lines.
One Day
One day you may realize the goal and match
Glimpses of horizons with vastness and catch
Its touching end with earth, may appeal
All doubt about mystery and myths may repeal
It is endless, blue and beautiful sky?
So many thought emerge in mind, why?
Is birth on earth itself is not big question?
Why to seek HIS blessings with special mention?
It may not prove harsh and difficult
Glory in sight with possibility of fine result
Weary of fatigue with pinch of insult
Still special entity with unique cult
We can only submit and pray
Shun the violence and don't play
Let every innocent’s life be spared
Why not we see humanity is cared?
Will it end in successful game?
Who to succeed and whom to blame?
Is wanton killing, reprisal or warning bell?
Let us not turn life into living hell
It is much more too look and seek
Stand as rock and not to prove weak
Life should be full of joy and ambition
There can’t be any other good definition
Each and every green leaf will not stay on tree
Every individual may not have all and feel free
It has to be still explored in best possible way
Every tunnel has smooth passage and golden ray
It is good not to rest till it is achieved
Seek for complete cure when pain is relieved
Nothing to compromise till ends are met
Seeding of earth when it is completely wet
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A clear emotions
I tried to hide the emotions to put brave front
It surfaced again to counter and confront
Was that so difficult to suppress and confine
Nothing was going my way and didn’t look fine
Eyes were swollen and red with some pain
They were not bright as ever or looked plain
It carried so much behind it and reflected
Some one as if had deliberately inflicted
I understood the importance of being alone
Was not the life journey to be cut as one?
What was the use of showing it to the strangers?
I was in continuous rage and in anger
What would I tell if I happened to see him?
How will I hide the red eyes which will definitely beam?
Still it was far off to result it in reality
I was in his life a special entity
I still confronted him and expressed an ire
“What do you see in my eyes and admire
I shall be happy if you can just put it right”
He stood motionless but did not loose sight
I smiled at him and threw a poser
He read and understood it as composer
“I see complete sea deep treasure
But have no words to express pleasure”
I can see the anguish behind your good smile
You are deep in thought for a while
You think how would we cover an extra mile?
I promise to take you across meanwhile
I can read each and every word
Stand by you in the midst of any need
Come and join me and not run away or fled
Only the thing if you decide to come forward
That shall be the finest day and bright hour
You may swing around and dance on the floor
It shall be pity if I fail to read
It will be me only who will lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pain With An Anguish
A pain with an anguish,
Comes to be delivered...
And no matter what the language.
A pain with an anguish,
To be extinguished...
Comes!
Choices given to make decisions,
Have been thoroughly observed.
And...
Witnessed to conflict with wishes,
To have a peace on Earth.
As this Earth was created to serve.
But...
Many believed their greeding,
Was just for them this creation made.
And with an isolating themselves away,
Few have realized their mistakes.
People talk about entitlements.
With a choice to choose their own interests.
But their own interests just don't sit well...
With THAT passing judgements from a greater realm.
A pain and anguish,
Comes to those evils done.
Oh yes a...
Pain with an anguish,
Comes to undo what those demons done.
Producing as a reason to sell.
Pain and anguish,
Comes to those evils done.
No one living doing things to others...
Can hide what they've done and run.
A pain and anguish,
Comes to those evils done.
Oh yes a...
Pain with an anguish,
Comes to undo what those demons done.
Producing as a reason to sell.
Pain with an anguish,
Produced as a reason to sell.
Will soon...
Have no market or a need,
As minds begin to heal from a hell.
A pain with an anguish...
Produced as a reason to sell.
Will soon...
Have no market or a need,
As minds begin to heal from a hell.
Pray!
To deliver your mind from a living hell.
Pray!
To...
Deliver your mind from a living hell.
Pray!
To deliver your mind from a living hell.
Pray!
To...
Deliver your mind from a living hell.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterdays Letter
I wrote a letter yesterday
Just trying to explain
Couldnt find the words to say
Cause you are so far away, so far away
I wrote a letter yesterday
Its so hard for me to face
That it had to end this way
But my love will never change, will never change
When I search my soul to find the truth
About the love we shared
I wonder why youre no longer here
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you
Craves for you
Sings for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
Ive been talking in my sleep
About the way it used to be
Girl I pray that you hear me
Then Ill see you in my dreams
Oh, in my dreams
Well I cant forget the words you said
To pull away from my life
And no matter what Ill carry you inside
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
Sooner or later your gonna realize
That this type of love happens once in your life
So open your eyes girl
And see what we could be
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
You can just walk away
But I dont feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sinks for you
And those feelings will never fade
I cant hide my pain
I can never hide the way I feel for you
song performed by by 98 Degrees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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