Divorce
I will stay separate and divorce
Lambasted a lady with strong force
I was taken a back at once,
Never heard such anger since,
Was it natural out burst?
Why all of sudden she wanted me to oust?
Thought for a while and remained cool,
Immediate reaction would be sign of fool,
Never I shamed her or neglected,
On all the matters almost contacted,
Remained possessively forever connected,
Why then she hastily acted?
I must cool her down,
Convince her to shed the frown,
All the actions I must disown,
Full praise and put on head a crown,
She will relent,
If offered no arguments,
Kept mum and offered no comment,
She will find the way and lament,
Why dear you are in such state?
Has any one trouble you or mob irate?
Nothing of that sort but you have failed,
In my own house I feel jailed,
You have no time to spare,
No talk and not going any where,
I am confined all the times here,
You have no sweet words which I want to hear,
I saw the valid reason,
The rain was timely and of season,
I must respect her wishes,
She was not at home for washing the dishes,
She was at home once again,
I too had trust to regain,
I said few with sincere sorry,
This relieved her from all worries
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Exit point
Searching the exit point
I remained there as before
Seeing the house-full every-time
I remained cool seeing the dog
Inside the house and doing mischief
I could not find one and locate where
They have gone and for what purpose
With the coconut I had with me
Seeing them all in this sky I
Remained again aloof with
The alphabet of life that was not mine
Searching the exit point
I called O Mayabi where are you
And you are there inside holding me
As before and here under I remained cool.
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Embarrassed
It made her feel sad and embarrassed
Situation was so sudden and not assessed
Circumstances too were not so pressed
Emotions ran high and worries suddenly traced
She did hide face and almost wept
No one was ready to look and accept
Was it a good offer or to reject?
Who on the earth is so perfect?
Can’t say she is so ugly
Intelligent but look so homely
Black sports on the rough face
For her, there was no one in the race
Right from the day of her consciousness
She faced all words with seriousness
She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness
Some concrete moves on her part with fineness
Was she ugly and clumsy of her own?
Why people, friends offer and disown?
Is she asking for precious stone or crown?
Only honourable living without any frown
She moved with confidence and boldness
People still frowned and offered coldness
She still surged ahead with disregards to all
It was need of the hour and urgent call
Nothing can shake her zeal and will power
Never looked below but always at peak and tower
Only cowards and weak look with shyness
She was good for all move and bright success
Not all look at and praise outer beauty
It was almighty who did his best duty
Who are we to criticize and insult the person?
I find nothing new with any reason
Someone liked and offered her rose
Was that out come of trust in God she reposed?
Was that the inner strength which prevailed?
All far chances, she thought, must be availed
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Emotional Farewell
I stepped out from my railway coach
I was in hurry and wanted to reach
I was abinitio with forces and returning home
I thought all will be waiting for me to welcome
It was first national call to join the forces
People responded well to be seen in dresses
It was honor to be defended at by any means
We never intended to dismember other country or tried to win
I recall those turbulent days when nationalism was at its peak
Everybody wanted to defend the country with emphatic speak
I decided to go in with no other thought in mind
The future course left for later on to find
The day before mother was worried and restless
She had cried so much and was seen on the face
She had all the pride to take for my action
But unknown fear was reflected on face as reaction
I had deep emotional farewell
They expected me al the good luck with wishes so well
I had emotional burst and wanted to tell
My throat was choked and I had only sadness to feel
Even today service to motherland is considered noble
People come to your help if seen in trouble
This shows deep and high regard for serving man
As person has well dignified to attract the fans
I thought many aspects and came back to old memory
How all thought I will be unsafe and felt so sorry!
I was considered to be on risky mission
But my mom remained like with nom confusion
I bowed my head for her in respect
She was all for me to support in any act
I looked back and found her like rock
She was almost there with energy and stock
I see the same trees, people and environment
Nothing has changed and required no comment
I only had undergone some considerable change
I was now trained man as soldier and not teenage
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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
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No Uncertain Death
I have seen no uncertain death
It was first time when I went to lay a wreath
My grand mother had recently passed away
I had spent considerable time with full stay
I go back to my childhood memory
She may take all steps to make me merry
I was her beloved and very dear child
She was never annoyed and remained mild
She may spread her hand on my head
In sound sleep I may feel touch and quietly read
She has the magic in hand and is quite apparent
I would forget everything even past and current
All the mothers of world are like that
This was reveled by grand and several times stated
Nobody can compare her with any object
She is known by her graceful act
Such lovely figure is not among us
My mother had so much love and trust
She may shed tears in little away place
So we should not see her pale face
She confided me how last days were so painful
Grandma was so critical but remained cheerful
She remembered me even to her last breath
I was the only one not present at the time of death
Everybody at that time was choked with emotions
We had to pray for her peaceful departure without any options
It was Almighty’s wish and we had to only pray
We could only weep and could not see her going away
She had so much deep affection
We could see in her eyes that reaction
She wanted to speak but could do nothing
We waited for her to speak something
Mother confided me something more
Grandma at the end was very sorry and sore
She never wanted me to be away from home
She waited for me to see her and welcome
She had her last remembrance
She had opted for this relation happily at once
She had worked day and night for our well being
She did everything for happiness to bring
I would go for her feeling
She did it for us happily and willing
How could we be that ungrateful?
She had done exceedingly well and remained resourceful
Every household has one old character
They may remain main figure and anchor
The family ship has to be towed safely to shore
It always requires something more and more
I look at her shining eyes and face
I find everything in her and there is nothing more to trace
She is doyen of all mothers with smiling personality
May be this is only one remaining quality
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Cool Touch
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Hanging out with the nighttime clientele
Place your ladder for the social climb
Same old routine that you know so well
Another opening and another line
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Call your lover on the mobile phone
Cmon over well have some fun
Leave a message sayin theres no one home
I guess the good times just begun
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too muich
Too much--cool touch--or not enough
Cool touch--too much--too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with your words of love
Cool touch--too much
Now shes reclined in the back of the sports car
Champagne and glasses he slips right in
No passing stranger couldve torn them two apart
Some games you play and you just cant help but win
The cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with these words of love
Cool touch--too much
A wind is blowing through this get rich town
She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
Feeling strangely out of place
Bring me bring someone I can trust
All this glitters just a bag of dust
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
I had enough of this cool touch
Kids stuff
But I cant get enough
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My passion n views
When you meet old friends, tears may rush in
Heart becomes heavy with lovely scene
You find no words to express and speak
It used to have been for days and weeks
For sweet memory and talks, not only days
but nights with long hours will be less
years may pass by and there will not be any trace
but at the end you may the worries on the face
Nothing will appeal not even sea side or public places
Neither big gardens with flowers nor big palace,
Not even the country side with green fields any more
No hill top with white snow or no sea beaches or shore,
You go into deep memory and feel so sad,
when news reaching to you are really bad
Your beloved is on death bed and very sick,
Not able to talk and walk even with stick,
As the rose is considered king among flowers
Natural bathe under fountain fall is best in shower;
Best friends are counted on fingers and may be fewer,
like good shows may draw less viewers
'Thoughts' were between us most so in common
Before I could pen them she wrote it down
Expression in thoughts and most in action
still remained calm and offered no reaction
will she be true to her promises and same again?
I am sure time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run out,
something should be done and read about
will I be put to shame and face it again?
She uses words of respect often and often,
I smell rat in game and find loss and no gain
force me to think and to find out way to regain,
Should she talk to me and show the face often?
Eyes may not to be same to sparkle again
Face may not reveal composure any more,
had I insisted upon and ask more this before?
She argues' on face that stands veiled'
eyes are always closed and happiness can’t be hailed
Face can’t bear smile and lips are sealed
Deep wounds are there but can’t be healed
Can my age be given to her and added?
Will his beloved be back in her fold again?
Fortunes should smile and offering no pain,
what do I expect? Efforts should not go in vain,
I have to cross seven high seas and reach
How to come closer to shore or beach?
Should I rush to her with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A mere thread
You were not mere a thread
There was so much to read
You kept us loosely connected
We remained together and acted
You were real cementing force
There lay a wide open course
You had it deliberately chosen
The relation remained warm and not frozen
There has to be some one who can balance
He can assert the authority in presence
There is urgent need to keep all together
You are true force and provide a breather
I wish everybody to have some invisible force
There may not be any cause for pain or remorse
It may be avoided with valuable advice
There may be peace and lie will be spend with ease
The head of the family may have same role
He is there as balancing force or neutral pole
Every one feel secured with no worry at all
He is towering strength and impregnable wall
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Emotional bursts
All of sudden tears roll out,
No reason whatsoever and nothing about,
No defeat, no victory and no rout,
Still reality and sudden fall out,
Emotions burst out with sudden good news,
No solution in sight but call for reviews,
No hopes for success but call for interviews,
Where chances for success are little or few,
It is state where sudden looseness occur in mind,
No easy way out still escape route to find
It is difficult to control but to bring an end,
Nerves act loose and emotions send,
Everything is known fact but still we weep,
Look so childish but forceful smile we keep,
No reason to look around but till we peep,
To avoid a personal audience we pretend to sleep,
Even bravest person among all on earth has failed,
Gripped with fear when boat is not smoothly sailed,
Got no reprieve and even not even bailed out
Emotions grip when dear ones are jailed,
With slight unusual things makes us to laugh,
Eyes glitter when not facing weather rough,
Fatal accidents not resulting into death,
Emotions run very high while laying wreath,
We gracefully bow when blessed with success,
Never dreamt about but find easy access,
We tend to loose control and surrender to feelings,
Heart is beating fast with joy and happy fillings
Even slight happiness sends us rolling,
Face becomes tense for result before polling,
Continuous flow of thought confine us to corner
Flare up emotion any time with heavy anger
Its occurrences is not unusual but natural,
One should not be Confined to limits overall,
It is simple to burst out with sudden call,
Even you may laugh free with a sudden fall
It is good for health to omit complete anger,
it is equally not good if not to ask food when facing hunger,
Let it take its implication in limited way,
No one has full control on it or even say
We should not be so sentimental in this regard
Not to think unnecessarily and look forward
It is beyond our capacity to ignore such call
It is so useful and important for our rise and fall
No one will have control over its outburst
Good control and anchoring is essential and must
It does not require special skill or talent
One must surrender to situation and relent
It may have serious fall out on health
Can’t be prevented with medicine or wealth
Only self control can put little brake
Its impact will be not less than earth quake
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Lovely sweet home
It was my dream and lovely sweet home
But she was not to be stepped in and welcome
I have deep anguish and burning heart
At certain times I had to take decision and part
She always remained at center of heart
Yet it was painful decision to depart
No one would have thought of it in life time
Still it took place in our life leading to biggest crime
I remember the promises we exchanged
Stars counted and pleasantries shared
Moon was not that beautiful as she sat near by
Heaven was besides me and got it without any try
I sunk more into deep memory
It had nothing but to add more worry
There was no reason to feel sorry
Yet I was left with single task to carry
She would hold my hand and reiterate
Smile with bright shine and state
“I shall never desert” and always be yours
She may wink the eyes and pleasantly assure
I was flying high with all golden dreams
We were paired heavenly as team
All happy moments and no more concerns
All of sudden it took ugly turns
Neither was it sudden heavy rain
Nor severe earth quake in chains
It was blow caused from plain distrust
Caused by altercation and unwanted thrust
She would boost from beauty point of view
No doubt she deserved all attention and was due
Bu there was limit to cause a pain on that count
Some pressure was building up or was about to mount
There is no more cordial relation
“Break up is call” and given clear indication
Soon I would be on way out of my own
The patch up drive has failed and made known
I miss all those happy moments
There is no more reason to resent
I believe it could have been avoided
The rail could not have been at all collided
Destiny might have something to offer
Separate ways to live and silently differ
I shall never seek and run after
You may now never burst into laughter
I look around and see no one hears
Eyes become watery and I weep the tears
I feel shame and shake the head with fear
I have lost the right now to address her as dear
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You Dear Father
“Was it you dear father” some one very close uttered
Very deadly in dealing and all my childhood dreams shattered
Were you not so considerate when I needed?
I heard and obeyed you and all advices heeded
I raised eyes painfully and looked at him
He was my dearest son intelligent and very thin
I looked after him well but kept under tight control
He was required to respond at very first call
Why was he bearing all such things and carrying?
Was I so cruel and hard on his behavior?
I raised my eyebrows in unhappiness and despair
But I felt damage was done and beyond repair
I might have beaten him on number of occasions
When he might have failed to respond to number of questions
I was to get infuriated at his inaction
But I still restrained so much for reaction
No parents may want unruly scenes at home
Children are expected to behave well and always welcome
What I couldn’t understand even today about their silence?
I had kept all the options open and restrained hence
I took at least one good care and prevented their defiance
I was considerate and fulfilled all their demand at once
No one had any reason to feel neglected
I had sincerely felt and acted
I look back all those reminisces
There might be omission and many misses
But that does not amount any cruel attitude
I failed to understand his behavior with prelude
The past scenes just hurried before my eyes
He used to remain scared and made no try
To convince me of his intention and feeling
I was eager to hear those words and willing
Now all things have become past
I am approaching end of the life very fast
He may carry same impression forever
I smiled at him and tried to convince him however
He could understand my point of view
It is improbable and may be realized by few
It is difficult to erase bad memory from mind
At a time when it is stored and understood as unkind
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Don't Stay Home
Life could slip away in absent minded numbness
I'm only sayin this 'cuz Iwish for the best
When you always stay in self-incarceration I think it's such ashame
Don't stay home this time now don't stay home
If he don't have to hedon't want to
Don't stay home this time no don't say no
Oh how I'd like todiffuse your time bomb anger
It's screaming danger danger this kind of world
Don't care if you're home so you better get some
Don't stay home this time nowdon't stay home
If he don't have to he don't want to
Don't stay home this timeno don't say no
Everything I'm sayin' you can dismiss
Because I sat alone onthis past Christmas I deserved to be alone
But I guess I should have gone home
Hey don't break the mold kid just eat around it
Yeah that's what I did I'll berunnin around the block
For no apparent reason
Somethin' you'll catch me doin'in any given season
Gotta break a sweat man gotta go bust out Buddy bye bye byebye
Good-bye to the drought - yea
Don't stay home this time now don't stayhome
If he don't have to he don't want to
Don't stay home this time no don't say no
Don't stay home this time now don't stay home
If he don't have to he don'twant to
Don't stay home this time no don't stay home
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
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Are You Sincere?
The words you said to me,
you repeat to someone new.
You say the things I want to hear,
but are you sincere?
I sit alone and wonder,
if your words are meant for me,
that I am the only one that you hold dear.
However, my mind keeps nagging, are you sincere?
Friends tell me stories about you,
I do not want to believe.
You just say the words are all lies.
In my mind the questions still arise, are you sincere?
I find the back door open,
when I come home at night.
You say you left it open in a state of fear.
As I close and lock it I wonder, are you sincere?
(12 June 2007)
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A far end
I visualize the far end
It had always remained my trend
To thinks of foes and friends
To support and ready for good wishes to send
I have sensed the futility of such hunt
Life had remained difficult and bore the burnt
It has taught me to be tolerant and submissive
There lies humbleness in not to take but to give
Why is that I have been hunted all along?
I find it alright and absolutely nothing wrong
Why people offer me brickbats for simple song?
I am always with them finding nicely among
It may be nice way of repaying in their opinion
It may be best way to offer the opposition
I still find it right and best composition
It pays me well with my position
God has given me everything to feel happy with
I never have to express anger with closing the teeth
I go silently and meet the people with open smile
It gives me course and stand to walk for an extra mile
I might have not fared well with inner conscience
It might have been out of tune with its presence
Sometimes it proves deterrent if behaved in nice way
It is landing in trouble and dragging us away
It was sill long way to go and sustain
I did all possible to remain calm and maintain
It proved not to the extent possible
I always found it difficult and impossible
I lie with satisfaction on the bed
I find everything in flames and red
I know it will be just matter of time
I may be punished by some one for my crime
I breathe happily in peace with satisfaction
It is definitely a good sign and indication
You fear it most when reach to the dead end
It does not spare either foes or friends
There is no use to lament and cry
You should not back and ask why?
Neither there is any necessarily to feel bad
Nor is there any use to feel guilty and sad
It is universal truth that one has to depart
You try to retain nothing but impart
It will always give you inner happiness
It will grant you honor and closeness
I may look towards apostles with immense trust
It makes me feel good and it is really must
It will save me from possible embarrassment
I have prepared to leave the stage at any moment
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An ugly or bad face
It made her very sad and felt embarrassed
Situation developed all of sudden and not assessed
Circumstances too were hostile to be pressed
Emotions ran high and worries were suddenly traced
She did hide her face and almost wept
No one was ready to look at her and accept
Was it a good offer or to reject?
Who on the earth is so perfect?
I couldn’t say she was normal or ugly
She looked Intelligent but seemed so homely
Black spots were visible on the rough face
For her there was no one in the race
Right from the day one of her gaining consciousness
She faced all words of world with seriousness
She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness
Some concrete moves were on her part with fineness
Was she ugly and looked clumsy of her own?
Why people, friends offer her and disown?
Was she asking for precious stone or crown?
it was only honorable living without any frown
She moved easily with confidence and boldness
People still frowned with and offered coldness
She still surged ahead with disregards to all
It was need of the hour and urgent call
Nothing could shake her zeal and will power
She never looked below but always at peak or tower
Only cowards and weak look down with shyness
She was good at all move with bright success
Everybody may not look at and praise outer beauty
It was role of almighty who did his best duty
Who are we to criticize and insult the ugly person?
I find nothing new or wrong with any of the reason
someone from us liked her and offered rose
Millions of questions just invaded her mind and posed?
Was that the out come of trust in God she reposed?
She never thought of such and ideas tossed
Was that the inner strength in her which prevailed?
All far off chances even if not sure must be availed
Life is full of uncertainties and must be respected
One should search the soul and must be inspected
God has given us fine body with fertile mind
It must have generosity and pity of all kind
What is use of outer beauty if that can’t show?
All human ingredients which are essential to grow
She was not embarrassed now and stood erect
Nothing new was needed for her to feel correct
It was the an act of almighty to feel holy grace
What was there to worry about ugly or beautiful face
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Trouble Me
[ music: dennis drew/words: natalie merchant ]
[ backing vocals: jevetta steele ]
Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Trouble me on the days when you feel spent.
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back is sturdy and strong?
Trouble me.
Speak to me, dont mislead me, the calm I feel means a storm is swelling;
Theres no telling where it starts or how it ends.
Speak to me, why are you building this thick brick wall to defend me when your silence is my greatest fear?
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back is sturdy and strong?
Speak to me.
Let me have a look inside these eyes while Im learning.
Please dont hide them just because of tears.
Let me send you off to sleep with a there, there, now stop your turning and tossing.
Let me know where the hurt is and how to heal.
Spare me? dont spare me anything troubling.
Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Speak to me and let our words build a shelter from the storm.
Lastly, let me know what I can mend.
Theres more, honestly, than my sweet friend, you can see.
Trust is what Im offering if you trouble me.
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You were there
I may stand exposed in coming days
Had you been watchful in your way?
You should clearly asserted and preferred to say
What was right and how was I going to pay?
I tried to reason out with my own vision
There always remained doubts with confusion
I was little considerate and thoughtful
It went out of hand and I became doubtful
You were my heartfelt love destined to last long
Remained always faithful even when I went wrong
I found you to be eternal love with wholly flame
I was only to be responsible for all the blames
I found you everywhere wherever I tried to see
You were like stars seen behind the trees
Branches may shake and make some sound
You will always be there with little sound
I may try to understand the state of mind
Go to the depth of it, analyze and find
what can be most important for our existence?
The only truth or truthful insistence
Moon never tried to hide her face even if had a patches
You were perfect in all respect and was good match
I tried to cope up with you and nearly caught
It was useful lesson life had taught
I was unreasonable and did not try to understand
I should have stood by you and stood as friend
It was possible and did not require talent
I was blinded by mistrust and did not relent
We were doing fine on all counts
Bond was so perfect and did not amount
It had no chance to loose any end
We were to remain happy and it was clear trend
I failed to grasp her mood and faltered to show
I remained to self and maturity didnot grow
Clouds were getting darker and about to rain
All attempts to pacify her simply failed
I hope to listen to my heart one day
It may show me some way
Why it has failed to see the reason?
Why I hated her as person?
She was embodiment of love and affection
Her face bore innocence and carried the reflection
Why did I not just pierce through her eyes?
They carried the answer for all y why?
Was it not the welcome or acceptance?
Did she not show any importance?
She did all whatever she could do
I was only left to prove it as true
I must repose trust in her
She is all for me here
Where will I be taking her from now?
I know it from heart and how?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ripples in spine
Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine
My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor
Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even
I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof
I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone
Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try
Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide
I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was
If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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