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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Excessive Emotions
Control your emotions:
Be it anger, love or hate;
Let it never seize your heart;
Cut it from the start!
Control your emotions:
Be it earthly or divine;
Corporeal or sexual;
Excess spells your doom!
Control your emotions:
Even if it be good or bad;
They cause upset of your mind,
Affecting your health!
Control your emotions:
Your feelings must be balanced;
Excess is bad to body;
Meditation’s good!
Control your emotions:
Perilsome’s a sinful course;
A graceless soul, steeped in sin
Is damned forever!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-25-2000
poem by John Celes
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Why do we cry
What a lovely gift from almighty in form of tears?
They simply gush from eyes with slight death fears
Who else on earth can bravely face the emotions?
When they slowly emerge on scenes with slow motion
No weak or powerful person was able to control in past
You have no mechanism to counter them as they emerge very fast
You will helplessly watch them to rush on the scene
It will touch inner heart coil and there will be pathetically seen
Man can hide his emotions and ably resist the inner struggle
It may not come out all of sudden like wild animal from jungle
Meanwhile it has tendency to come to the fore when patience run out
You may not possibly control them with power and think what all is about
With anger they come and with happiness too
They come almost at will and find the passage through
It is equally important and same time almost true
They must come out to easily from the eyes two
It is reflection of what is going on in mind
It is rare combination inside you can never find
Let it flow in its natural form to be made it known
Let others take it in with happy mood or with face frown
It has nothing to do with person’s personality
Neither has it expressed the solidarity nor the futility
It is merely expression of process which has failed to control
There is no other option but make easy way for it to roll
You simply cry on easily being hurt or excited
You get upset when find no response upon being invited
There is no specific reason for your getting upset
The tears come to your rescue when they are on set
It is advisable to go for artificial cry
You have so many worries and one doesn’t know why?
You don’t cry for fear of being feeling shy
But one must go in for it and try
Tension momentarily disappear with shedding of tears
Mind is gripped with unknown factor and fears
It will relieve all vanes from being over stretched
It has got direct link when emotionally attached
Try to give full justice for what is considered very important
It has got very delicate function to come out as instant
If it is not allowed to come and stored forcefully
It may crate panic and perturb individual unduly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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True friends
Heart is so sensitive that it needs true friends,
Helps to build relation and meets quick end
All worries in succession are dealt with promptly
Friends may come to rescue and advise us strongly
Anger is most unreliable and known worst enemy friend
Rushing blood to vanes and preparing quick end
Helps in downing and leading to sudden collapse
Loosing concentration easily to find more lapses
Emotions are also best friends who come to your rescue
Sudden joy enlightens and thoughts give some clue
Pressure may be reduced and immediate control brought
Preventive steps necessary before you are caught
Nerves and feelings are main trouble centre for all
Tears roll out easily at little sad call
Tension and noise sometimes suddenly shoot
Warning signals sent before we get boot
Don't identify your self and fall easy prey
No to all stress calls and never surrender or obey
Aching will be intense with sudden emergence of pain
When all efforts are failed and went in vain
Still you may seek more without any serious thought
Never think of consequences when battle is fought
Advices may fall on deaf ears as you don't bother
Mission is not sure as you fail to reach safely at shore
You have all generous qualities of caring mother
Never thought of self but always about other
Sufferings still in store to get only tears
Have to bear brunt and unpleasant words to hear
I may not venture but continue to live in house
Pesticides to be used to kill insects and mouse
I may have mercy but not passion to arouse
I shall stop at once when no more in use
Handle it patience and control the fear
Not to show excitement when new cloths you wear
Not to allow tension to be taken over by rush of tears
Not to absorb shocks and keep away the liars
We will continue to hold firm till its lasts
Life is speeding and may soon end very fast
Never show unreasonable feelings about bad past
Think about future without any doubts to cast
Fiends are not found easily in the way
They always bring new hope of ray
They will console us in deep trouble
As water may turn calm after short bubble
It has eternal character and got special blessings
Without real friends you may feel something missing
They have real feelings and special role to play
They will sincerely stand by and offer to pray
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sensitive heart
Heart so sensitive and needs true friends,
Which helps to meet quick ends?
All worries in succession sends,
Fatigue; tension all its trends,
Anger is most reliable friend,
Pumping more blood and quickly send,
Help in downing and sudden collapse,
Loosing concentration and more lapses,
Emotions are best friends to come to rescue,
Sudden news increase flow of thoughts,
Pressure exerted and worries brought,
No prevention and suddenly caught,
Nerve and feeling centre for all,
Tears out with little sad call,
Tease the noise with sudden fall,
Warning to all when seeing high wall
Don’t identify and welcomes all,
No one reacts but it with ball,
Aching more with sudden pain,
When all efforts fail and go in vain,
Still seek more and more,
Never think doing before,
Advice to refrain so therefore,
If not sure of reaching shore,
Have all qualities like mother,
Think always about other,
Still get share of only tears,
Have to bear brunt of tear and wear,
I may not reject and continue to house,
Pesticides to kill insects and mouse,
But I crate mercy and passion rouse,
I stop function when nothing in use,
Handle with care and control the fears,
Not so eagerness when new cloths wear,
Not allow or sway bogey of tears,
No more shock and keep away the liars
Will continue to hold till the last,
Life is speeding and may end fast,
Never bad feelings and doubts cast,
Beats so slow without any mast,
In absence of you we will be stone,
Not belonging to any and stay alone,
No more feeling and think of one,
No hate, no love and care for none
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Woman In Control
Woman in control 3/24/07
To all the woman who enjoy poetry
My words are here to set you free.
I can climb into your heart and soul
And release all the emotions that you hold.
Feelings that have been locked up inside
Feelings that you try to hide.
All the words that you want to say.
Yet! Never find the way.
Always relish the thought that you are like mother earth.
Brought into this world to show the beauty
And love that you posses
And for you it’s an endless test.
Your beauty is deep within your soul
It is a beauty in which you learned to control.
You can make the bad look good
And the good look bad.
You can be happy or you can be sad.
You have learned to control emotions
And to show man what they want to see
And turn around their hypocrisy.
Now when I look at your face-
I no longer see the satin and lace.
I no longer see a woman who they say is born to lose
But! An intelligent woman who can choose
poem by Louis Rams
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Still Breathing
“I am still breathing” complained friend
“Everybody breathe till the end “I answered
“It is not as simple as you think”
“I am loosing grip and sinking” friend wept
I tried to gather and know what is breathing last
What complications you have when you breathe fast
It is different when you have space to breathe
Alters meaning when you find it difficult to breathe
Failure in love makes to palpitate fast
Blood may run in vein as if to last
No system may come to help or relief
Surely it is feeling and our belief
It seems emotions and feelings try to unite
Holy relations develop and strengthen the tie
Breathe in and out may decide the course
Life may hang on thread with insecurity of course
Little upset may cause you deep breather
Whole body may shiver with small change in weather
It may cause anxiety mixed with anger
Nothing may appeal not even good food or hunger
It may not augur well with normal movement
Nothing may seem fine with every moment
“Why did you fall in love”? You may think and lament
“God is not merciful” you may weep and comment
It is something never experienced before
All feeling genuinely come on the fore
Your heart is gripped with unknown fear
So many thoughts may enter and agony you bear
One must balance and view it as natural
Try to express freely or converse it oral
It may balance the sudden outburst or flow
You may find it heartening with shine and glow
It is God’s gift to find place as usual
Accept it as it is and treat it casual
No blossom no fragrance may ever take place
Only love can do it and nothing can replace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let Me Fall
Let me fall,
Let me rise,
As the sunsets,
My tears are full of emotions I can not control,
One moment I will be crying next I be happy as a bird,
What is this emotions,
Why is that I cry,
Do I cry for the pain I feel,
Or should I just think more and more negative or positive thoughts that runs through my head,
Just let me fall,
Let me make my mistakes,
Let me learn form it,
Let me rise on my own,
I can do this by releasing my sorrows or depression,
It’s the thought that counts.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Control
Control control
control control! !
Too many times a day
control!
Control the sleeping
time, the wake!
Control amount
of coffee, milk,
sugar intake!
Control breakfast,
lunch and dinner's time,
Also the calories
and vitamins to come!
Control your words
control your thoughts
control the sitting
straight out pose
Control own look
from head- to toes!
Forget not those
that count
the most:
Feelings! !
Control them!
Out not to let
controlling self
to not became a threat
to whom or what
to ask I wouldn't dare
right now, I wouldn't
even care..
No more control!
No keeping sane!
FREE! ! !
as the Wind who's
messing up my hair
I - Want - To- Be! ! ! !
Let others have control,
not me! ? !
Control..control control
control? !
Oh, pardon me! -bull s..!
I had enough:
-I'M OUT OF IT! ! !
poem by Elena Sandu
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Where were you
Where you when light were went off?
I was frightened and cried for wolf
Wife whispered in ears few lines of song
I couldn't think what actually went wrong
Before going to sleep, we had sweet fight
Mind was still preoccupied with dead night
So many thoughts invaded and crossed the mind
Sudden going off light was seemingly unkind
May be it was unexpected and all of sudden
Not easy to skip off when worries are laden
Loud sound woke me up and I was unaware
All thought disappear as that of shining flare
I could not laugh easily at silly exposure
It proved me as coward person with status unsure
What could I do in such difficult situation?
This put me in difficult and awkward position
This speaks clearly the state of mind
Sudden shock was not something of new find
It happens when one is not well prepared
Position as such shouldn't and can't be compared
Everybody laughed at my uneasy calm
I felt amused as descended from the high tree palm
Though it was unusual but not matter of joke
Every body laughed at and unnecessary poke
I too realized it had many implications
It was raising doubts and complications
Wife too was serious and at pain to explain
For many days she had to hide and remain
Nothing more could be done except to laugh
Wife handled it well as my better half
I too put up a good show and brave front
Shared agony, shame jokes and bore the brunt
These are lighter moments of life
It can only be shared with wife
Time may come when you may realize
How true it was to laugh and memorize
Sometimes it is blessings in disguise
You can easily met your beloved with surprise
No one will take note of dark situation
To be spotted by any body will be out of question
Night with darkness represents unique picture
Dead silence and blanket cover helps the fixture
Two true lovers can meet and enjoy natural beauty
Calm may prevail when they try to be little funny
Even dropp of pin may disturb the silence
Slight movement of leaves may create disturbance
They find the way without dimmer of light
They may not loose again with lovely sight
Oh no, don’t make them feel so nervous
Peace of mind goes off making them furious
Let the light not come again with full surprise
Hand in hand and with promises to rise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At the top
How do you feel at the top of the ladder?
You may look happy with enough money as trader
Fortune smiles with top slot in the ministry as leader
Good contracts and successful planner as bidder
This is how one takes as successful person
He has enough of everything to feel happy with reason
Fortune and fame may push you to extreme side
You may have every opportunity to see the world as too wide
Wise person may take it lightly and stay fully calm
He may consider it as reward and stay in farm
After all it has come through his hard work and labor
He has everything to rejoice and nothing to harbor
If you can digest the honor and fame in right spirit
Then you may see the clear road ahead in dark or dimly lit
It may encourage you to do more and stay fit
Failure or success may be right way to treat
It makes you blind with sudden rise or success
Whole world is in near vicinity and you have an easy access
You may find it par at excellence and easy to digest
You may also frown upon if some one comes to suggest
It tends to make you to think others as second grade
You dark past doesn’t bother you at all memory fade
You think it has come to you by work and luck
You are lost in oblivion, have dilemma and struck
It is real test for you to stand fast in such situation
You may loose sympathy for the lack of evaluation
It is your clean image that may rescue you from fall
Peron must have courage to prove for the right call
Not all may maintain amidst rising fame
They will curse others and pass the blame
Whole credit may be given to their entire efforts
This may take them away to maintain good rapports
Nothing comes in the way if you maintain calm posture
No comments or silence may enable you to decide the future
You may be considered noble and trust worthy
You will have all praise and sympathy
Love the world and live with it as simple challenge
You must have clear goal as how to adjust and rearrange
It has nothing to do with your present status
You may rise or fall without loosing the trust
He, who swims across, may find it easy
His path may be smooth and rosy
The sun may be shining all the way
It may be considered as golden day
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If the Wealth...
If the wealth is ill gotten
Then good use later on can be forgotten
It will take our hear apparent to down fall
Create distrust, fight and impregnable wall
This is how the wealth takes its toll
Hard earned money may easily roll
Change hands for charity, donation and good use
Others may invite jealousy, deception and misuse
Wealth is main root for all evils
Not all may have security or good will
The family members may want your early departure
As they may be finding a chance for good future
Good sense may only prevail
When you are in control and not fail
Keep them to united fold and trust
Else they may fall apart and mistrust
What can be done with so much wealth?
If that deteriorate your complete health
If that can’t guarantee you peace and happiness
Why on earth it can be longed for and stressed?
I tried to find an easy answer
But answered by only some or fewer of them
It placed me at great worry
I felt really in pain and sorry
What it did me in whole life?
When it was to prove as cutting knife
The family was quarreling among for spoils
I was helpless and there was no use to boil
I wish it not to happen to anybody
The wealth must be used for help to somebody
Its constrained use may warrant good result
But at least it save you from embarrassment and insult
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Carried Away
I am carried away by flood
All of sudden heavy rush of blood
Vanes open up fully to facilitate flow
I wish her to hold me to save from blow
I have lot more ground to cover
I am drawn near and over to her
She has all nerves for me with calm gesture
I see in her calm volcano for sure
I hold the hand with gentle power
The body is gripped with quick shiver
I try to scale on top of the hill
I demonstrate it through good will
She has lot more to offer
Not against it a word to offer
I feel little set back with fear
But she reminds me of her tears
'Don't leave me alone' she stares
Invites me in open with both the arms to dare
I take full liberty in holding her hand
As if the world had reached to an end
I reach peak with no noise
It is as if she has word with promise
I loose no second and float
She is under full control in boat
I go down with her in safe drive
I think it is safest way to survive
Else we could have never become one
She was destined for me to be one
I surrender to her might
She has offered no fight
All water has flowed down to Love Ocean
I think sky might have blessed and witnessed the scene
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your in my state of Mind
Happiness is a state of mind,
It's hard to get,
but easy to loose,
Smile I say,
Don't let that teardropp fall,
But all of a sudden
Those memories come back,
And old feelings start rushing back,
Wait...
Stop...
Just take a minute to think about this,
There's no time left for thinking,
Laugh to keep from crying,
Laugh until it all goes away...
Until everything goes
BLACK
('It is better to write of laughter, than of tears, for laughter is the property of man'-Francois Rabelais(French Author)
poem by Shae Omani
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I may miss her
It left a deep scar on mind
I was in pain to feel and find
The naked truth about reality
The very much essence of life and quality
In young age if someone deserts
It does have little effect of flirts
You are not matured enough to feel pulse
You always want new and something else
I was pushed in corner at sudden departure
She was no more with me to endure
All my pains and agony to be shared
We both had challenged and dared
I would ask her jokingly about death
“Who will lay the floral wreath?
What would you do in such situation?
She would feel pain urge for discontinuation
No one is immune from death or immortal
It may be natural, simple one or fatal
This fact is known to all and almost dreaded
Any advice in this regard is silently heeded
It was ample proof of our happy stay
She was in good state of health and never went away
Not a day would have passed that she not beside
I felt so much elated to find her on my side
It was pleasant to say good bye daily
It was done in a good faith to find her happily
She would glance at all the members of the family
I too would smile at her and acknowledge it gladly
I never thought end may come soon
I used to walk miles in the burning noon
With the only hope that I will have to rush
As I had seen her last in morning with brush
She will keep everything ready for next day
Ad I had forgetful nature all the way
It was her routine to make it doubly sure
I was careless about next day or future
Such happy days won’t be back again
She is not likely to come back and regain
As she was laid there motionless and dead
I could still see worry on her face and read
I felt as if she would speak something
Though she was nowhere to miss anything
I was left behind to take care of everything
She was heavenly abode for nothing
I know it is inevitable part
Every living thing has to depart
It is destiny and ruled for all
No one can escape divine call
I will not cry over her death
As I have full trust and faith
Even though she has left early
I may miss her very dearly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An innovative way
Join, join, join, join laughing club
Worry, tension at home and not at club
Raise your hands and loudly laugh,
Belly should go in and look only half,
In parking lot or in green garden
Under shed of trees where fruits are laden,
Fresh morning air and hanky round hair
Avoid sitting at home in the easy chair
People may laugh or cut even jokes
You may find discomfort at their pokes
You are very safe and free from pollution or smokes
Start the exercise lightly after brief walks
Fresh intake of air and slowly to inhale
You may feel big as big as fish whale
This is not joke, hear say or simple tale
Cheeks may become rosy and not look pale,
Well, any exercise in morning, is good for health,
Not it to be compared with money or wealth,
If health is good everything will be good
Morning will be cheerful with good mood
Open laugh with big noise may scare all
It may look as if received distress call,
But it helps to remove tension,
Disease may be far away and out of question
All steps are taken to keep one always fit
It required some standard ready to be met
Remain calm and cool with healthy mind
Happiness and freshness one may always find
Why so much stress is laid on keeping good health?
Why there is no such importance to the money or wealth?
Why do we not deal that seriously with good habits?
It may tire us out and health may fall bit by bit
It is equally important to be cautious with age
One may be confined to bed as if put in cage
You may feel bad and run high in rage
It may be of no use as done with enough damage
It is good to be health cautious and watchful
In later stage of life it is also useful
If you remain hale and hearty with good health
No amount of compensation can supplement to death
In young age we are accustomed to certain bad habits
We pay less attention to food habits and neglect little bit
It becomes difficult to improve as time passed by
Health can never be regained and helplessly without any try
Let us not forget health is wealth
It has to be tackled or dealt with
It may prove disastrous if not properly looked after
There may be no use even if you take medicines as laughter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mr. Self Destruct
i am the voice inside your head and i control you
i am the lover in your bed and i control you
i am the sex that you provide and i control you
i am the hate you try to hide and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i speak religion's message clear and i control you
i am denial guilt and fear and i control you
i am the prayers of the naive and i control you
i am the lie that you believe and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i am the needle in your vein and i control you
i am the high you can't sustain and i control you
i am the pusher i'm a whore and i control you
i am the need you have for more and i control you
i am the bullet in the gun and i control you
i am the truth from which you run and i control you
i am the silencing machine and i control you
i am the end of all your dreams and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How Can I Control
Tears fall on my pillows at times
for I miss you so much
and I can't control the emotions
The days seem longer and endless
till I see you again
These are the days when it becomes
hard not to think thought's of you
When I'm not with you
And that's when
The fire in my heart flares up
like the devil's hot fire
Burning with thought's of you
When your around me
it's like I can't stop thinking of what I would love to be doing to you
On a desk
on the floor
up against the walls
on the stairs
in the hay
anywhere and everywhere you would want to do
whatever it is you want to do
The tiger inside wants to come out
but I don't want to come on to strong
I might scare you off or make you think I’m a slut
I want to be yours
I want you to know what my heart feels when it skips that beat
I wish this Fantasy could be reality
I can’t control life’s turns
but I can guide it in the direction I need or wont it to go
but it is what it is
I just hope it never dies or fades away
for then I would be lost with out knowing what that fire ball feels like
in the bottom of my stomach
I want to feel that way always with you
never with him
How can I control what life will hold for me in the future
I can't
but I hope your in it
with your fiery touch that makes me melt
like ice cream in the oven
how can I control what I want if what I want is such a simple thing
because all I want is to be with you
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Many things are unsaid
Many things are left unsaid
Not much attention is also paid
It is best to forget it once for all
Even if that has caused our down fall
Life is full of enterprise
New day open with sun’s rise
Full of avenues mixed with surprises
All to hold good with firm promises
Live and let others live with least interference
Right lesson with logic and correct inference
Quoting the sentence with authentic reference
To fulfill the promise when committed at once
There are many ups down as hill curves
It inspires us and in many ways serves
To boost our energy and come off with great zeal
Life is then taken as mission with aim to make it real
It makes us all the more important
Some of things come as very instant
Grief sometimes weaken our spirit
It has damaging effect and we feel it
Do the tears must fall and be seen?
You should be bold enough and very keen
Hold it with all your strength and close to chest
Dash it against and sail through at its best
In some the quarters it is argued against
Tears are best means to enlighten the chest
It will reduce the heaviness and tension
Let it come out with force without any mention
To the lonely place but not in isolation
Live with it and solve it with complete liaison
It has direct bearing with mind and has some relation
It must be understood and left with no more questions
The success also drives person to be burst with tears
It is uncontrollable emotion that is erupting without fear
One can not remain aloof when it is showered with success
It has to come out in open if find no other access
Let us not forget that being human you will have to act as human
There is no exception for genders like man or woman
They have equal amount happiness and despair
To control it in reasonable manner will be fair
We are driven by the emotional forces
It may be joyous or full of remorse
We got to live with those unbearable factors
In any case as losers or victors
Some people may cut a sorry figure at little setback
I will always prefer to encourage them by giving back pat
It will prove as great starter for controlling the emotions
There won’t be any need then to search for any options
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cry not
You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?
Go in isolation or on the roof top
yell and shout as much as you and don’t stop
If need be then go to the hill peak
Shout in wilderness and don’t speak,
I want that not a word is heard,
No tears must be seen or feared
no one should come to sob you off
and no one should cut a joke on you and laugh
if you Cry in open or complain to anybody,
it may bring disgrace to somebody
it may prove difficult and the path may not be easy?
It will always trouble you even if you are so busy?
Never say in open that you loved her
Even if you want cry then don’t bother
don’t excuse that wall was so high
Wall may remain there even if you fly
Claim not that moral was so high,
you won’t get whatever you want in life
she may not become your wife,
then will you put your neck to knife?
See the reason and decide for and against
it is real submission that will be counted for as test,
what happens if you simply go for admission,
There may still be omission and emission,
Cry not for the beautiful and bright “eyes'
They are completely veiled to say byes
It may offer very good smile
When you are in very good mood for while
It is sign of cowardice and lack of the will
You should go for all the options available still
Why do you prefer to shed the tears in corner?
You should preserve your energy in the burner
There will be definite turn and change
Time may come and you will be able to manage
It will be good sign for honest and sincere lover
Rain too may feel happy and pour the shower
Think that you are the only person to be so lucky
The situation may prove difficult and tricky
Still you may have to face to the tune of rough weather
If you get her on your side then it will be honor or feather
Prove to the world that you are the only person?
There is every possibility to succeed for simple reason
The luck has to smile on you and wait for the chance
You will have then no time to look back and glance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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