Dry bones
It is all for self and not to be found
Ageless feeling when she is around
Why to bother when heaven is within reach?
Let whole world watch it and preach
I don’t know what her love is meant to be
No restriction or condition to feel for free
At 63 if I can handle the lovely flower
It will be like wetting under the rainy shower
What will be really joy and so closeness?
Classic example of bonding and oneness
I can cherish those moments little longer
If she comes out in open not as stranger
What can be found in dry bones?
Not same man can be created by clones
As eyes may be dry and without any message
Loveless beautiful body marred by an age
I have found her as brilliant
Versatile, intelligent and variant
She is imposing figure and giant
I am too in mood and look defiant
What does she lack in my eyes?
Absolutely nothing with question of no whys
She is there in midst of pond
I am lost and very much fond
She is not a flower like rose or lotus
I have all the words for her and praise thus
Is it for wooing her or sending some pulse?
Let that not result in something else
She is very much excited but very wise
I too extend warmth with lots of promise
I may sand by her in case of any need
As other men do I shall shun the greed?
Let me touch my bones and skin?
Is it earthly prize or heavenly win?
Is she all for me even in dream?
She is directly hitting me as beam
I am no perfect man
Except dreams what else I can?
But yes I can have kingdom of her choice
Where there is peace, silence and no noise
I can still hold your hand
Show to world that we are perfect match and real friends
Let the cruel fate push us to untimely end
Yet we have so much to offer and send
You at opposite shore
I see you in sun and adore
The rays blind me with all that light
Force me to think and perform the right
“Will you please take me along “?
The path is not smooth and anything can go wrong
Still I am here to take care and watch
All the lovely moments not to come at stop
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Butterfly On Eye Screen
Butterfly on eye screen
Enlightens heart and wins
Nice to watch beautiful scene
One might feel missed chance if seen
Lovely to watch their different colors
White, green, yellow and like rose flowers
They all comes up after first rainy showers
Show it to the world that they hold key to powers
What a way to feel near the nature!
When it looks pleasant to take their care
They fly from one flower to another
To touch the face and fly to others
Poetic imagination may catch fancy
As it is beautiful gift from almighty
Who else can grant them such lovely show?
To please the human being and grow
Lovers may have slight different feeling
As they may watch them with love inkling
How often they show their liking for flowers?
Kind of an impulse to be felt by only lovers
Their life can be compared with that of true love
Very short lived and dangerous if not carefully drove
Their wings may get clipped and ruined
If caught with force and claimed
In no way they need to be harmed
Allow e freedom to move on and charmed
It is always nice to dream and be dreamed
As they are another name for pair to be teamed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Perfect Fit
God has to be
A part of this
I could not have
Found a better love
Even if I were to dream it
We are a perfect fit
Like an echo
Of finness
Our love is a true
Product of happiness
It's so strong
My heart with yours
Is where it belongs
Being with you is wonderful
I could never go wrong
Some people search for a lifetime
To find
A love like ours
Like a lovely flower
I never want to stop
Seeing you as being beautiful
You make living life
So meaningful
I have you
And I won't let go
I love you so
God has given me a kiss
From Heaven
When He sent you to me
You are such a blessing
We are truly meant
You and I
Are the perfect fit
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Touch me not
I feel so shy if you touch,
Never think more or ideas vouch,
Prison I feel as water in pouch,
Neither words nor offer much,
With first light I open,
Leaves fresh and arm widen,
Open to embrace but shame laden,
Eyes stare but words hidden,
I need a touch smooth and delicate,
I shut my eyes if matters complicate,
It is not crown, kingdom so I abdicate,
Shyness, mildness and oneness indicate,
I may mushroom and naturally bloom,
Moment you touch face become gloom,
Even closed doors and windows in room,
Face get reddish and shyness zoom,
“Touch me not” say I won’t allow,
Not shake hand or word hello,
I can’t and hide face in pillow,
Never look up face and eyes below,
Allow it to happen natural way,
Not you wait to hear my say,
Not respect but feelings pay,
Not to loose hope as you are ray,
Female or ladies always like fold,
Handsome gents and approach bold,
If touched once feel body cold,
Soul and body never feel sold,
Ladies have quality inherent,
Does not depend on advice of parent,
Face always down with eyes to speak,
No words to speak or silence to break,
Can’t be won over by false promise,
Moments fact known entry dismiss,
Dream remains dream and always to miss,
Sudden end with nothing more to kiss,
To be in fold is act holy pure,
Bonding takes place if both are sure,
“Promise to be on side ‘words assure,
No evil takes place as steps taken sure
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How Beautiful Is It
Pilling up the positive thoughts,
Wishing time could depart us,
How beautiful are your hands,
Fashioning a fish pond with your peers,
Holding your niece so dearly,
Awaiting to hug cousin,
How beautiful are your hands,
As beautiful as they may be,
They will never hold me
Your eyes looked beyond me,
Sensible but not even capable,
How beautiful are your eyes,
Looking at the smoke and clouds,
In desolate lands with voidness,
Where wealth is found under sand,
How far can your eyes see,
As clear and vivid your vision may be,
You may never see me in your sight
Being simple and full of humility,
How far can you act my friend,
The words are hidden and rare,
Difficult to choose and express,
Yet the feeling so easy to encounter
How beautiful are you feelings,
As beautiful and humble as they may be,
You might never feel for me
The movement of the stars and moon,
The dreams you dream my dear,
The hopes, thoughts and visions,
Being there is actually being absent,
How beautiful are your dreams,
Do you dream of me like I do,
How wonderful are you visions,
As wonderful and beautiful they may,
I might never be in them
Me and you, perfect match,
The fairytales so continous and perfect,
The feeling so strong and ever coming,
How beautiful is us,
As beautiful as we may be,
There can never be us.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Letter To A Dream Named Anna
My dear sweet Anna,
You are like a dream come true, but I fear that you are just a dream. A dream I had one night so long ago. How I wish that you were real to me for I could devote the rest of my life with a woman like you. If I had the world I would lay it at your feet. A woman as beautiful as your self can only be a dream. All my waking hours I dream of a lovely lady like you.
I would fly you away to my arms if I could. I have not the means to do such a thing so you remain a dream. A dream I wished I could have, but I have to face reality each day knowing you are so far away. I am hunted by your spell over me. You are a dream that I wish never to wake from. For if I were to pass away in my dream, I would die a happy man knowing an angel loved me once.
To hold and kiss you would be heaven divine. Your lips are perfect and sensuous. Your eyes are warm and welcoming. Your face men would die for. Your hair is so perfect and neat. You are so sultry and sexy only to be found in a dream. What else could any man ask for? I am but a mere mortal touched by an angel for you are like a wisp of the wind. You can be felt but never touched.
You are too lovely to be a lone. Any man that would pass you up is a fool. How I have prayed and wish you were real. How I wish you were that dream that came true. How I wish that when I wake from my dream I saw your lovely face looking back at me for then I would know that I have truly died and went to heaven. I would know that all my prayers are now answered. O’ what a lovely day that would be, but you are just a dream and I am awake now.
dreams
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Fleeing To Be Free
You lead me so far away from my home
But with you I feel safe, no longer alone
I cant tell what makes me feel this way
Maybe it's the actions or just the words you say
I get lost along the way and you don't let me go
You watch me close, guiding me helping me heal so
I wont look back at what I have done because I know
I walked down some bad streets and I know it shows
These scars do more than mar my skin, so much more
They show others that I too have lost those I adore
I lost to their threats, destroyed my own escape
Didn't want to feel the fear until I knew it was too late
I was trapped in their web, withering away day after day
They saw me as nothing more than a slave, free pay
They searched for me but I know you covered our tracks
Not exactly legal but no one is a saint that's a fact
So when you opened my cage and told me to follow you
I couldn't believe that I could run away, it couldn't be true
But I put my fear behind me and fled from them, hand in hand
Following you when I lost sight, fleeing over sand, sea and land
Now we no longer run because we've found our new home
Found a new freedom and our own world to roam
Just you and me racing through the wooded world
Our feelings no longer passing completely unheard
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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The Spring Has
Spring has lovely means to bring
All birds together with cuckoo to sing
Not by poor along but also king
To feel about change around the ring
Young veins allow and open to flow
For fresh blood to speed fast and show
Its real color for nature's love
Trust it more and strongly believer
It is time for changing old cloth
We it is nice time for both
To breathe and stay together
To be called innocent and passionate lover
It is in fact a lesson
For various reasons
If natures adopts change
We should look forward and manage
Love is to be made exception
It has no reason to feel for relation
It is same in autumn or monsoon
But spring may make it possible soon
What a way to observe and watch?
To get lost in moment to catch
Move around in hand to hand
Not to make others to feel jealous about friend
Moon is the only witness
Where lovers find their true face
No way to get lost over in any case
As it seems to be the only race
Silver light hunts around
Make all surrounding silvery to be found
Not only beautiful land but trees too shine
Make it superfluous to feel fine
I close the eyes when go near
Just lower the lips without any fear
It makes soul to feel and bear
The closeness to feel with few tears
It shall be endeavor of both souls
To seek solace and warmth not to commit fails
It is one of the memorable moments
To feel and make other to feel as heavenly sent
It may soon slip over to autumn
Many lovers may think bad and condemn
Yet it is change and time to settle down
To know each other and own
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost To Your Love
When we first met, I was lost
Lost in the deep moonlight ocean
That I found in his eyes
When we first met, I was lost
Lost in the pale pink rose
That I found resting upon his cheek
When we first met, I was lost
Lost in the light brown bark of a tree
That I found on his skin
When we first met, I was lost
Lost in the pearls
That I found just underneath those perfect lips
When he left, I was lost
Lost in a whole new way
No more deep blue eyes
No more pink roses
No more perfect pearls
And when he left, I was lost
Lost in the sorrow
That I found in my heart
poem by Chidiebere Franklin
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Never Let Me Go
Wow. after I jumped, it ocurred to me. life is perfect. life is the best, full of magic, beauty, opportunity, and television. and surprises...lots of surprises, yeah. and then theres the best
, of course. better than anything anyone ever made up, cause its real.
You take a stranger by the hand
A man who doesnt understand
His wildest dreams
You walk across the dirty sand
And offer him an ocean
Of what hes never seen
Maybe I was blind
Or i, I might have closed my eyes
Maybe I was dumb
But what I forgot to say
If you didnt know
Is never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
You run from love and dont believe
Unless it catches you by the heel
That even then, you struggle
From red I learned to cross the strand
Your footprints still there in the sand
Everything else, washed away
I may not be alone
Oh i, I may have found my home
I may have lost my way
But what I forgot to say
If you didnt know
Is never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
song performed by by U2
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A wish too join
It was never a dream but in fact close reality
The feeling had generated good quality
It created a sense of some closeness
All challenges were open to offer sweetness
Yes, this was bright side of the coin
I dreamed about her and wished to join
The rain was not dropping but dazzling
It was more and more puzzling
It sent me cold shiver in the noon
I knew clouds may be over soon
It will break silence with silver lines
I will have beautiful scene with all smiles
It did not open but cast a few doubts
I did not know what it was all about
I longed for her since her last appearance
She was staying away with lots of ignorance
She may knock me out in mid night
She was by all means there and very right
It was dreaded silence and owl mad awful sound
I may get up suddenly but she was no where to be found
Did I ever feel that I was in real game?
Did she ever whispered quietly or claimed?
I remembered vaguely to have heard
I could not make out when interrupted by cuckoo bird
Both were so magical in their tunes
It was creating spell that swung the fortunes
I went further deep to feel her pulse
Some unknown factor stopped me and repulsed
How to convey it to you is big concern?
I fear it may take ugly turn
I sit under hot sun to face severe burns
With the hope you may resurface and return
The sand reflects my mood
I visit there without taking food
I stare at blazing sun to slow down
Though I had not openly claimed to own
It is making me unrealistic about world
I am developing fear with cold
I can not it sore it or hold
She may need the initiative very bold
I may carelessly move on sand
She is no more walking with me hand to hand
I know the bad phase may be over soon
There may be emergence of bright moon
You were no less than Silver Star
The distance was not very far
There was peace without any calm
I still thought of her being in realm
I did not look or cared to see
Let any one come and feel it free
I wanted a shed and tree
I was not at all prepared to flee
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dream palace
Let there be dream palace to live in
no restriction and to feel free in
not as isolated ward or sultry palace
all my angels come in with open face
I wish it to open for general public
There is some reason and logic
How many secrets and stories behind?
People have remained unknown or simply blind
Only kings and queens spent happy days
Had their own luxurious time and different ways
I too wish it for all my fairies of the tales
Come with open wings and very good smiles
I will wish it to happen in child stage
Where no one may mind my little age
I shall make laugh free and very loud
The clouds may go away with big sound
Rain may dropp few light showers
Garden may witness new flowers
Nature may sprang good surprise
I will enjoy it as very good prize
Toys of all kinds may stand scattered
I shall watch them without words being uttered
I shall prefer silence and do not disturb
Their arrangement and offer no curb
How much excitement in small eyes?
No more question with so many whys
I shall watch them depart and silently come
Always with wide open arms and welcome
I consider this age free from blame
I may pray for it and often claim
Let it happen in full knowledge of brain
And store it in memory as and when came
I wish to lie down on ground
Along with toys around and to be found
Some to be intact and some to be broken
But I can understand what they have spoken
I want my parents to watch from the distance
It may frighten my angels at once
They may leave me in haste
I wish them to remain my friends as best
I can see the immense love
When they come here and finally drove
I shall miss them once for all
Even when they depart at final call
They may not come at all and stay
As my age is driving me away
I may get some sense of growth
Not to be called child or as youth
Leave me not behind for only age
I may miss it as having been put in cage
I shall be hunted for pretty consideration
I won’t be able to answer for any of the questions
I wish them to happen again an again
Let moon may not offer any rain
I have yet to learn and gain
When they will come finally in
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Should We Ponder
Why should we ponder?
And think of his creations as wonders
It is all to show that he is almighty
And we as nothing but single entity
Nothing here takes place as an accident
It is one of the memorable moments
It is just a blessing sign
We must obey his message and resign
Why was the cross created?
Why is it not condemned but celebrated?
What lovely message it contains?
Sacred message and Holiness contains
I weep at the tragic ends
But treat every foe as friends
He has put lovely heart in him to pulsate
One day he may realize and relate
Nothing to wonder on this beautiful earth
It covers life, struggle, accidents and deaths
Somewhere volcano eruption and some where fine oasis
How can we analyze logic behind and thesis?
My naked eyes won’t believe
Even if earth giving away the way and deceive
There may be some secret blessing
Even if we have to watch many things missing
It may reflect bright rays
That may guide us and show the ways
We may not err this time for any reason
We love to live here as humble person
You gave away your life for unknown cause
Let there be no violence with complete pause
Hate may be replaced by love and peace
Not religions, regions but whole world may live at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Send Me
Cafe cats are waiting
Loves anticipating
Coffee steaming on a rainy day
Couldnt stay at home
All those souls alone
Dropping by and looking for
Another taste
See you smiling from across the bar
Take a little wine - have a good time
Lets see
Are you waiting for the night
To start
Baby Ill come around if youre
Here for me
Youre so lovely
So lovely
Let me know if you want me
Baby come on
Send me the night
Send me whats right
Send me your guiding light
Send me the love
Send me your groove
Send me your velvet mood
Send me smooth
Send me your love
Maybe loves in bloom
Like an old sly tune
We can spin the words
Around the moon
Mind and body met
Heaven starts to sweat
Ecstasy forgets about staying cool
Not just one more night out
On the town
Breaking down
All thats gone before
Feeling things I thought were
Long passe
Coming around again
Coming on today
Baby nothing ventured
Nothing learned
Theres no way to fake it
Baby can we take it
Send me the night
Send me whats right
Send me your guiding light
Send me the love
Send me your groove
Send me your velvet mood
Send me smooth
Send me your love
Send me your kiss
Send me another wish
Send me this
Send me your love
Send me your smile
Send me just an ounce of style
Send me baby send
Send me your love
Maybe this is how were
Meant to stay
I wont stop until you
I wont drop until you
Make me make me
Baby baby baby baby
Send me
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Dina-my limited world
I have my own limited world
I live with happiness in small fold
“Dina” is no longer any stranger
She has taken away all my anger
She will bring bundle of love
In form of flower and simply observe
She speaks no word but shy away
I see in her real reflection and way
I really have no idea how to go along
I fear I may go sometimes wrong
I murmur in night with only one name
Dina where are and how you came?
Dina is on wall and clouds carry her impression
I watch it with intense obsession
She has made me to sink
I watch sky without any wink
She took me to a lake side
The water was calm and area looked very wide
I dreamed of carrying her in moon light
Even though she was seated by my right
She is no more making any move
How to go close to her and prove
That I meant to her so many things
She has to catch me for something
She opened mouth to say she is ordinary
Hail from noble family but has lots of worry
She may throw complete weight behind
I was something very dear and precious find
She is nice and comfortable with me
I too remain close and feel very free
She is clever but not that blind
I want her to be caring and very kind
She promises me to be in constant touch
I feel pulse of honesty as such
She is great with full of enthusiasm
I feel she is complete incarnation of humanism
She is not the divine figure
Yet full of energy and very sure
She is brilliant and gifted with intelligence
I can’t remain away without her presence
She is thousands of miles away
Yet she has made permanent home to stay
Blood run in vanes and reach the kind heart
Come back with same zeal and have fresh start
I know she will respond and never desert
She has never intended to insult or hurt
I may err to pick her style but I am very fond
t has totally paralyzed me to think and respond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lovely One
Lovely one,
Just as on the cool stone
Of the spring, the water
Opens a wide flash of foam,
So is the smile of your face,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
With delicate hands and slender feet
Like a silver pony,
Walking, flower of the world,
Thus I see you,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
With a nest of copper entangled
On your head, a nest
The coloUr of dark honey
Where my heart burns and rests,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your eyes are too big for your face,
Your eyes are too big for the earth.
There are countries, there are rivers,
In your eyes,
My country is your eyes,
I walk through them,
They light the world
Through which I walk,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your breasts are like two loaves made
Of grainy earth and golden moon,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your waist,
My arm shaped it like a river when
It flowed a thousand years through your sweet body,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
There is nothing like your hips,
Perhaps earth has
In some hidden place
The curve and the fragrance of your body,
Perhaps in some place,
Lovely one.
Lovely one, my lovely one,
Your voice, your skin, your nails,
Lovely one, my lovely one,
Your being, your light, your shadow,
Lovely one,
All that is mine, lovely one,
All that is mine, my dear,
When you walk or rest,
When you sing or sleep,
When you suffer or dream,
Always,
When you are near or far,
Always,
You are mine, my lovely one,
Always.
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With Human Aspects
Eye that betrays
But still stays
In mind and at heart
Is it not a beautiful art?
Ensures somewhere to meet
A rare and remarkable feat
Where love reigns supreme
Meeting of mind and body is only theme
Some battles are fought
Queens at palaces are sought
Beauty and lust only reasons
What a thought in mind of persons?
Eyes a beautiful medium to enjoy the nature
Imagine a beautiful flower to come up for sure
Can that not snatch and take away evil thoughts?
The peace and harmony is really brought
What do we need in real life to see?
A nice surrounding and naturally free
Eyes to reach from end to another
Survey it with full care and nothing to bother
Eyes to compensate and cool down the rage
To see lovely things on beautiful page
Dream of world and crowning glory
Altogether different and nice story
What we try to see may not be real!
We may expect it as good deal
We may also be very eager to put a seal
But these all can be considered as unreal
Well less said is better
The effect can be seen alter
Nothing can be had by force
You may be left with nothing but only curse
Try to see it with human aspects
You got to command and get the respect
Eyes may speak everything
Reveal truth and hide nothing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For not what you are
I love you for not what you are
I admire you for not how you stare
I do not loose sight of you for a second
Watch colorful fishes swim in ponds
I love color in your wings
Beautiful melody and rhythm when you sing
It echoes in ears for only one thing
You whisper as if you are something
I hold you in dream
You are in form of sun beam
I can’t hold you for long
As light can not be hold and prove me wrong
You are my overall inspiration
Directly guiding and with deep relation
I sense it deeply when you are around
Lovely companion and desired to be found
It is all because of you
It is perfect and very true
How I wished it honestly and sincerely to covey
I knell down before Him to pray
I wish I am always with you there
When you move from there to here
I know it is your wish too
Let us be one and wish to do
I may not say “I love you”
I will not attempt even to woo
My eyes may do all the rest
I shall sincerely try to be best
It is not time to praise
Not for any wishes to chase
It is simple submission in acknowledgement
I have nothing more to say or comment
I am sure of your full support
Even though we sailed without any rapport
You had all the faith in me as I desired
You get all the praises as I fully admire
It is not confined to few lovely words
This can be done by even little birds
They express it without being noticed
But nevertheless I stand for as promised
You may step out with me as true companion
As it is first sign towards making it as strong union
You stand firm in your conviction and opinion
I see no chances at all for any kind of friction
We may move ahead with whatever we have
In tune with new world and nicely behave
Everybody may fall in line with whatever we envisaged
New story to be written without being numbered or paged
The sun has always beamed bright on our way
We can’t deny any such existence and remain away
It is our fine hour and we should be all thankful
Nature has given us all we wanted and so must be remained faithful
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Highest regard from poetess
A Gentle Voice (A Poem for Jadia)
by Zbird
A gentle voice of peace that whispers
across the sands of time and space
fills our hearts with love,
calms our souls and dissipates fear.
His words hug the world.
Even in his own personal pain
he wants only to uplift us,
asks nothing in return.
There is a softness in his face
a longing in his eyes.
Years of oppression leave
their visible marks in lines
of worry for what will be.
He reaches out with his words
that make us cry out for justice
for all the lost souls in the world.
I embrace the words and the love of
this gentle voice that whispers
across the sands of time and space.
I cry with joy (MY RESPONSE)
I knew no other world
Remained only in confined fold
But too care for soul not to be sold
As my mother often told
I was never in race
But always kept smiling face
For those millions who suffered cruel hands
Extended hand to welcome them as friend
I knew a bit about human bonding
But always thought invaded and seconding
"You must help all those who needed words"
If not material help but little guidance for looking forward
I found a caring friend in Zbird(poetess)
She was lovely and kind hearted bird
Once whispered in my ears
I shall cherish her words for many more years
No one did praise me with so touching words
I was searching few glorying word from inward
I found nothing to match her feelings
I just bow my head to all those who accept me as willing
I always raised head and suffered
But lost no temper and offered
What ever I could in form of retaliatory spirit
The worlds came in rolling to my feet
I may not have enough of sources
Yet there are invisible forces
Who keep their vigilant eyes on me?
To keep me imprisoned in their hear yet make me feel free
I may have to prove
Those words are powerful enough to move
A stone hearted man into melting candle
If sentiments are played well and properly handled
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Clumsy Hands
Life blossoms, from only a tiny rosebud,
A beautiful flower that is God's perfect design;
I tried to be gentle, to unfold the dainty petals
With these clumsy careless hands of mine.'
'The secret of unfolding the delicate flower
Is not known to numerous people such as I.
I opened this flower with love as power,
in my hands they tattered and emotionally did die.'
'So I couldn’t unfold God’s elegant flower,
As The aweosme design collapsed, within hours
Sadly, shocked, I realized, I lost all my wisdom
To enjoy the happiness of the earthly kingdom
Now the rugged path that lies before me
To unfold the moments of peace within me
Which is Covered with unseen pain around
God blessed me with many a friends so sound.
Uneasily the flower will blossom, with time again
God will not retire, let it be sun or pouring rain
Now each moment of my dawning day
God's Stars, silvery don’t fail to shine my way......
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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You are gone
Dare me and you are gone
Right thing for you to be undone
I am queen and can tolerate none
I am in class itself alone
I have enough of grace
Lovely figure and beautiful face
Everybody loves me and find them in race
I would not fall for it in any case
What others should read in me?
Lovely bird wishing always to be free
With only the sky should be the limit
Jumping happily on beautiful and lovely feet
Still you may find little bit of arrogance
If you properly examine or glance
It is challenge to whole world
Do not try to subdue me to bring in fold
I am free bird and would not want
Some of the things I hate or can’t
I belong to all and can not afford
This is final wish from lord
I shall suffer at cruel hands
Still I may take them as friends
Who know where can be awaited tragic end?
I shall wish them all the best with same trend
Mistake me not for any attachment
I can’t be any fortunate moment
I am wind and has no particular direction
My love and hate may speak the action
I shall rule the world in my own way
The happy moments may disappear any way
This is way of life and we are no exception
The concept is very clear from the inception
I am the world ambassador and love symbol
To love and to be loved is the simple call
I hope the message to reach to all
I shall help them to escape future fall
Love me for not what I look
Hate me not for what I print in book
They may be illusory things not for digestion
There are lot many unanswered questions
I may look rude and appear so
Let those moments pass by and go
Let gentle air flow in one direction
I must find the love without any reaction
I know beauty made fade
This is purely a show or trade
Flowers boom in garden
Not sure how much to last even!
Leave not me alone but hold in esteem
The situation may not be same or may seem
I may go away for ever when time comes
Still I shall rule and find the welcome
Do you listen to me all?
Respond to me and my call
I am here to rule and stay
So think over it and be away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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