Exploitation in general
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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General explotation
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Exploitation
World will cease to exist and face extinction,
Not to differentiate and make the distinction,
It all hinges on the word exploitation,
Simple logic and need no explanation.
Big fish kills small fish,
Small fished are served in dish,
Human beings want it as wish,
Thus is the end and matter finish,
If potters creation remains intact,
No place will be left on earth in fact,
If all babies survive and not die,
People will have to come in open and lie,
Crowd all over and no space will be left,
Bread will be snatched and increase in theft,
Nothing will be secured and disorder prevail,
No more opportunities and chances avail,
Why rich should bother the poor?
Why do we expect open door?
If we believe in HIM then it is fate,
Opinion to be formed before it is late,
We strongly believe and expect,
World to change and order arrange,
Let every one live happily and manage,
Why then bloodshed and ghastly carnage?
It is cycle that works and move,
No one can stop and no one can remove,
We got to accept the universal law,
It is His creation and has no flaw,
Why one takes birth as king?
Lavish marriage and diamond ring,
Pomp and show with beautiful life,
Luxury at feet and situation rife,
One toils hard but finds no bread,
Life is sustained only on thread,
Death is casual and no one read,
Where survival is question then how to lead?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A birth and death
Several deaths in single birth and death cycle
all religious books speak the same including Bible
who can deny the existence death probability
that has been made permanently the continuity
Human beings are always guided by emotions
they emerge in the form of innumerable questions
it may strike as everything is at stake for the future
life is uncertain and nothing can be taken for sure
This leads to imagination as how the life would shape
life would move on smoothly or prove as trap
at every stage it may appear as if the end of journey
you may feel very poor even after having enough of money
No one may comfortably say that he is not afraid of death
he may not be in position to proclaim he is weary of wealth
he too may say falsely that he can withstand any type of wrath
he can do all with the simple reason that he does not believe in faith
It has been clearly laid down that death is complete surety
it has to be faced by child, poor, rich or even mighty
it is of no use to loose the ground at every stage
it may be countered if life at every page
Birth is reality and we have been ushered in new world
the life may be shaped by others who will continue to hold
all cards and bring us up in the realistic atmosphere
even though it is full of challenge, agony, pain and fear
it is realized and understood that life can't be brought to an end
we have to adjust to the scenario with little or some amends
how could one thing of bringing it to stage of collapse?
even if he has to face so much hardship and remain tense
It is not bead of roses that you may be heavenly gifted
it is sheer your efforts that may help the standard to be lifted
not all may be lucky to survive the onslaught of fate
some may get the fortune early of life or very late
It is futile to think of death at every moment
you should not fall prey to defeatist tendency or movement
when we know that life is destined for something new
you have to make concerted efforts and renew
One one birth and one death in complete life span
no second thought or idea must work as plan
it will be cowards death every time
this is drawback and will be considered as biggest crime
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A past behind
One has to leave behind the past
you can't live with it and go very fast
it has nothing to do with ups or down
you must analyze mistakes and try to own
Even animals go in search of food
they know how to survive in wood
there is no one to teach them how to hunt?
they do not run away even if forest is burnt
We are here to survive and stand
we may be surrounded by foes or friends
we got to live with prevailing situation
it may end one day without further continuation
some people grow like tall tree
doesn't come out of cage and feel free
the world seems to them illusory
they a dejected and feel very sorry
One goes in natural way but of no use
Gain tallest stature but remain confused
who can help them if they can't act?
they may express anger and react
They grow from adult to childhood
the life is never understood
the world was same as this before
why do we lament therefore?
We can't run away from the scene
the cowards may flee and are often seen
we are gifted with little intelligence
we also know who to tide over and live in presence
It always better to stand firm
not to deviate but stand to confirm
this may give additional leverage
it will help to get rid off and manage
Everybody may be having some problems
They will try to understand and tackle them
it is not easy but not difficult either
it may not stay but gradually wither
we should wait for opportunity
it is in the hands of almighty
it will be offered you on better terms
it may take off all your concerns
We might have faced lot of difficulties
it might have also lead to uncertainty
still it has not left you high and dry
you must rise with double speed and try
If you are called a frustrated person
they have logic or some solid reasons
You may not be realizing grave consequences
though you had witnessed many instances
Life is all about to accept the challenges
it may appear or bother us at at any stage
half battle is won if we stand fast
it may trouble you but may not last
let us do it once again
we must learn and train
the area remains wide open
come out of it even if anything happens
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We Kill The World
I see mushrooms, atomic mushrooms.
I see rockets, missiles in the sky.
Day by day, more and more,
Where will this lead to
And what is this good for?
Poor world, poor world.
Concrete's rising up,
Where yearerday was park
You heard the robin's song
Heavy tractor runs
Where air was clean and cool
Make money, bringing fuel.
Where will this lead to
And what is this good for?
A poor world, poor world.
Fishes doomed to die
As people live close by
And oaktree falls with moon
Parking lots will come
With flowerfields were bright
As junkyard covers sight!
Where will this lead to
And what is this good for?
Poor world, is hurting bad,
Poor world, is doomed to die.
We kill the world
Kill the world
We surely do
In peace we do!
We kill the world
Kill the world
'cause we don't know
What we are doing!
We kill it
One by one
Don't realize!
And nuclear piles stand like monuments
Of destruction throughout over the country
Promenades must go
So cars can drive in row
New fact'ry towers tall
Farmhouse had to fall
No flowers in the air
Pollution everywhere.
Where will this lead to
And what is this good for?
A poor world, poor world.
Oceans in despair
There's rubbish everywhere
The seaweed chokes in mud
Nature's had her lot
With nuclear waste and rot
And mushrooms bloom as clouds.
Where will this lead to
And what is this good for?
Poor world, is hurting bad,
Poor world, is doomed to die.
We kill the world...
Don't kill the world
Don't let her down.
Do not destroy basic ground.
Don't kill the world
Our means of life.
Lend ear to nature's cry.
Don't kill the world
She's all we have,
And surely is worth to save.
Don't let her die,
Fight for her trees,
Pollution robs air to breathe.
Don't kill the world
Help her survive
And she'll reward you with life
And don't just talk,
Go on and do the one, who wins is you.
Cherish the world,
A present from god
On behalf of all creatures,
Made by the lord
Care for the earth,
Foundation of life
Slow progress down help her survive
song performed by by Boney M.
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Is Money Worth Having?
This is a fast and competitive world,
Where the time is money
And the man is in hurry,
Oh, mad man, money is an awful bane,
You’d know that if you weren’t insane.
But alas, it is too late today,
And money if the feeling, the dwelling and the healing,
The love, the friendship,
The life of a man.
Today the progress of your life depends
Upon the way you interact when
You have nothing at all,
And the way you manage,
When you have ‘money and all’,
People say so while I don’t believe it.
The life depends much more on the heart!
A heart and only a beautiful heart,
Where feelings can live,
And love can prevail,
And no amount of money,
Can be dominating there.
A place where no rich or poor exist,
Where money would rust and be valueless there,
I want the world to be brought over there,
And make them LIVE their life, their way,
And not be slaves of MONEY for the day.
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Why Some One Should?
Why some one should?
He is not genuine killer if keeps mercy
He is not butcher if shows little pity
Why any one should know his rights
If he doesn’t want to remain in fray and fight?
Why rapists should control his urge?
When we tempt him to surge?
Who does show in this world any favor?
If there is no interest what so ever
Everybody is in search of chance
It comes in life only at once”
Men are greedy and so is nature
Nothing is free and available for sure
Whole of universe depends on exploitation
Big kills small creatures without any question
Stay in race or go out of it in case
Much to the discomfort you will have to face
Let us be pragmatic and realistic
Our approach should not be materialistic
Nothing will change and show may go on
Take it sportingly even if someone’s face is frown
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Money, Money
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
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A change to witness
The world is changing fast
No one knows when it will last
There is no concern for proper food
But anxiety for disappearance of wood
Where is the poverty to be seen?
Everybody wants to be millionare and very keen?
No one wants to be left behind?
All billionaires and no poor to find
Human touch and value is lost
We are at pains to find its cost
Poor are here and rich also here
Same sky same air then what is to fear?
All norms are changed
Money exchanged skillfully and arranged
No one is caught accepting the bribe
Still we call ourselves citizens and not tribes
We are in primitive stage
Not grown with environment and age
Out to destroy basic values of life
Cutting the throats with sharp edge of knife
What have we gained or mastered?
Innocents are killed and slaughtered
Not a murmur or whisper is heard
Everybody is suspect who grows the beard
What is the compulsion behind to ferment the trouble?
Why life is made intolerable as water bubble?
Who knows what will happen next?
When nothing comes out of it as best
Do the high rise buildings appeal?
Does any wrong thought stand to be repealed?
Do we have any sense to stand for moral value?
Will we take it in real terms and prove very true?
No one is against any broad way of liberalization
No hatred against functioning of any organization
Is it creating suspicion in the minds free world?
Why mighty nations are dragging feet and developing the cold?
We have seen enough of blood on land
Still it rages on with clear stand
We may perish but do not succumb
We can be ruled but not with the rule of thumb
We are unsecured despite having arsenals
Truck loads of it are pumped through tunnels
There is unrest and people do suffer
What do we have as something to offer?
We are known cowards for centuries
Its brand and quality from time to time varies
We have complete apathy and do not rise
This is something new and does not surprise
We are still there as we were
We are intolerant and don’t fare
The domination and slavery still rule the mind
This drives the people to remain intolerant and unkind
What have we gained so far?
Peace but always at war
Burning from within but smile on face
The grand prix we are in for particular race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Might is right
It is always the fact that might is right
They will go on till the end to fight
They may do it with the speed of light
They have the wisdom and long sight
Small insects kill smaller one
Big also kill little one and go on
It is complete cycle of exploitation
Everybody looses in turn and in rotation
So if rich rule the scene then nothing wrong
Not all can be in race and come along
It is sheer coincidence that mighty rule
Otherwise not all the people are fool
Person with abundance can sustain losses
He may have no regret even if looses
This gives them little advantage
Rest all feel confined to cage
Once you are under domination you are bound to suffer
You may have no rights other than to differ
So poor remain poor and rich gets richer
Poor remain suppressed for times to come
Rich are dominating and always welcome
Corruption has engulfed poor and rich alike
Everybody is influenced and affected with hike
No one wants to remain as poor like
Rich too wants not to become poor and dislike
This is tendency that we feel pity for poor
We have seen them knocking the door
But it is the system that will remain forever
Even if God descends on earth it will be there
If you have same system with no discrimination
No one may work and develop alienation
They will feel free with passing of responsibility
Here comes then the end of clear and distinct ability
If you have system with loop holes anybody will escape
No one can restrict the temptation or put the cap
Only the poor fail to emerge for the want of resources
The powerful emerge and re-emerge with full force
The oppression part is little disturbing
No one can force or go on curbing
No one can be forced to undergo torture
Even God has made it very sure
The rich may have disliking for poor
Poor to may have tendency to show exit door
It has been clash of time for centuries and very old
No one can buy it or arguments can be sold
Lord may wish so for all His children
He may even grant the same blessing even
Yet that difference may remain and even if not
The needless wars might not have been fought
The human beings may create it to rule
They make use of all available tools
Rich may tackle poor and poor may tackle down trodden
As the system remains same with all the odds even
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Nothing permanent
You find nothing permanent
Disappearance sudden after moment
Will be called dead if no movement?
Life standstill with no comment
Leaves start falling in season
Make the way for some reason
New and fresh branches start to boom
Flowers all over and no more gloom
It is natural law and complete cycle
Nothing stays as matter of miracle
Life all over even in small particles
Tiny cells and smallest molecules
Any living things will have to go
Staying here may have to forgo
It is simple way of changing style
Season after season may change for while
Person should change so also habits
Credits should be more than the debits
Neither to stick nor to be habitual
Allow it to go simple as casual
Change is welcome for all the reasons
It may vary from person to persons
Some may like old and not to change
Some may opt for new and ready to exchange
Adapting to change is welcome sign
Nature may force you to accept and resign
Initial resistance is bound to occur
After some hesitation you got to concur
Change is natural and continuous process
Any body can have reason and access
Must think deeply and accept the change
Reconcile to self and set to arrange
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The Thought I Cannot Complete
The thought I cannot complete,
This is the thought I cannot complete,
The thought of the life I lead,
The thought of the wonderful world I live in.
Thinking am I worth living in this precious world which we destroy for our survival,
Are we born to rule on this earth or are we born to serve on this earth.
Are we born to control the nature we cannot conserve, is this really the free world they claim to be, are we yet understanding the meaning of life.
This is the thought I cannot complete,
They say the brain is intellectual yet others believe money is power and so we claim to live in the free world we cannot afford.
I used to think religion is an individual belief though now I got caught in the world where i'm forced to believe even the fabricate religion yet I stand none credulous.
Does resurrection exist nor heaven and hell we told we will reach according to our good and evil deeds, or will I perish so the young soul shall be born,
This are the thoughts I cannot complete.
poem by Sefofane Shabalala
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Rise of nationalism
I witness the rise of nationalism
Sometimes it is mixed with regionalism
Far cry is heard for rights violation and humanism
If I sincerely admit then it lacks proper mechanism
How does it vitiate international understanding?
Compromise of principles and unholy bonding
War crime perpetuators are give patronage
All sorts of encouragement is given to increase the bondage
How come we fail to hear the cry of Afrikaners?
How are they killing their own brethren as sinners?
We merely watch the butcher’s game and mutely observe
We have only weapons but no food and medicines to serve
Let the religious sentiments be buried under the earth belt
Its necessacity in life is must and very much felt
No one can claim purity on the ground of religious supremacy
We have only two hands to rise for blessings and mercy
It is good to be conscious of freedom rights
It is equally good to offer legitimate fight
No one may mind if it is confined to constitutional change
It is altogether different when ways adopted are strange
How can you establish supremacy on the basis of race?
What brave front you may put as innocent face?
How world may believe your words for guarantee?
How can world be allowed to breathe then free?
The tall world order is shaking
The big countries are claiming and staking
Their interest collide with liberty and freedom
Not a word is spoken against and heard seldom
We are not rooting out the real enemy
The weak countries are ruled with tyranny
The dictators find safe heaven with ill gotten money
This is how world stage is managed by many
To make it worse either side is supported
Their national wealth is cleverly looted
Puppet regime is installed and penalty is imposed
How does the trust or confidence can be reposed?
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A Boon Of Freedom!
Who has really the boon of freedom in the world?
Plants, animals, men or birds want freedom forever;
Peace and happiness everybody loves to enjoy here.
The joy everyone enjoys is not ready to sacrifice ever;
The strongest dominates to maintain its freedom ever.
Survival depends upon the favourable situation only;
Life goes on for all living beings big or small somehow.
Living on land, swimming on sea and flying in air there’s
Survival of many beings in the world striving for satiation.
Land survivors cannot live in the sea and fly in the air;
Survivors of both on land and sea cannot fly in the sky;
Living on land man can survive on sea but not in the sky;
Of all the creatures only sea gulls and albatross survive
On land, sea and sky as they only have boon of freedom!
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Get An Answer
Man is not made known by his richness
But by simple logic of his humbleness
A poor man can be so rich in his heritage
Rest all the qualities come in later stage
“Will you like a glass of water” asked old man
It was scorching heat for any human
I was on way to a another town
Had chosen path of my own
I could read those worry lines
He was still standing on side line
He was no relative but only a stranger
I was much impressed and wanted to know more
This morning only someone had asked me question
What really makes man rich in sense and in relation?
I was in dilemma to answer but it touched inner core
I had to struggle hard for answer and explore
I thought of this old man and got answer
Such qualities may be had by fewer
They are happiest persons in the world
I would be so much lucky if find such safe fold
“Not by what you get but by what you give”
“Not by revenge but how you pardon or forgive”
These were all good signs of richness
This gave me an answer and brought shine on the face
It may necessary to have enough of fortune
Luxury and comfort in life with harmony and tune
Yet it is not everything if we compare to what others have
Kind gesture makes them rich and brave
The life has taught us to be little liberal
We may not spend on causes considered to be noble
Yet turn out and behavior makes it all important
Rich or poor may just be stage but one should not be ignorant
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Money Money Money
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Aint it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
Thats too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldnt have to work at all, Id fool around and have a ball...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
A man like that is hard to find but I cant get him off my mind
Aint it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldnt fancy me
Thats too bad
So I must leave, Ill have to go
To las vegas or monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
Its a rich mans world
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Free space
Free space
We are still not confident of our abilities
We lack confidence and ignore capabilities
Every individual has stored and reserved capacity
This is considered as one of the finest unknown quality
How come a person reacts angrily at failure?
Within a second he braces up to make it sure
As if nothing has happened to deter him for goal
Now he as to start afresh with another call
He need go for any special coaching for this exercise
Nature is there for providing clues and stand with promises
There comes complete change with one season following another
To discard the old and encourage human being to share and solder
No body ends life with little reversals
The success and failure affects little on their arrival
It provides enough of lessons to enjoy and share the grief
But always keep in mind that they stay for a while or brief
The sun rises and sets as usual without change
The nights change course and stay calm to manage
Birds as usual air the melody in the morning
Return to their nests with fulfillment of mission in the evening
If birds can survive with weak wings
We can sure face the draught as human being
We can’t run away from the scene as coward
Life is mission to survive and look forward
If life was to be like cake walk
It was not necessary to have any kind of talk
But the real things are far different
Some of the things are illusory even if look apparent
Have conciliatory approach and adjust the course
It may need some correction and brilliance of course
This is the trend which may warrant some sense of urgency
It may turn the tide in favor and change the frequency
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life is perfect
Life is perfect and in order
We make it imperfect and put out of order
You can’t escape from the responsibility
As it may cast doubt on your ability
Life is full of adventure and challenge
You got to rise and ably manage
You may not find the real return
But it may help you in long run
Life may teach you all the lessons
You should not offer excuses with reasons
As weather and atmosphere change with seasons
You must prove very hard and resolute as nice person
You should never look back as it will comprise failure
Look always forward and make it doubly sure
Sorrows and pain should be left behind
Life should be made worthy to find
Leave behind the past with complete surety
You will emerge as strong and mighty
You will assert positively and look for tomorrow
Keep your self braced and allow
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be Happy
be happy
nothing is permanent
no one is permanently rich
no one is permanently poor
it is the cycle
that governs the fates of us all
destinies
and change
and rotation of the axis
of this earth
it is the circle
that keeps us alive
so be happy
now you may be sad
and down and
feeling hopeless
just wait
the cycle of life comes
to save you
just wait
the cycle of death too comes
to give you rest
it is the circle
not the flatness
that gives us happiness
be glad
nothing is permanent
the changes come
and you shall
have it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Give me call
You give me simple call
You will not face any wall
I shall stand fast and save you from possible fall
Take it granted from me as gesture small
You have found world so much infested
Thoughts and ides not worth invested
It may prove as ground for testing
Seeding in deep but not worth harvesting
You may face problem at every corner
World may seem cruel to you as beginner
Still it has to be countered and faced bravely
Such opportunities you find very rarely
It is general call and must be responded
It is test of time and should not be avoided
One should care and respect the sentiments
It is not simple call but firm commitment
Strom may pass off and ease the situation
It may limp back to normal with continuation
Timely help may not be forgotten at all
It will be considered noble but not small
It is how relationship develops and grows
You may have to gear up to face the blows
Luck may not favour as time may run out
Victory may be turned into defeat with complete rout
Never leave friends in high and dry state
Don’t show discomfort and little sign of hate
It may impair and sour the relation
It may turn sordid with sign of negation
It is better to treat each relation at par
It should be maintained not stretched far
It may supplement and strengthen the bond
Friendship in life may look calm as water in pond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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