Express Loss
How can you grieve and express loss?
Do you cry loud think or choose?
Stay in corner and get lost in memory
Stay with gloomy face under deep worry
God needs them most in His Courtroom
Where as there was no dearth for others with room
Person may be precious like fine star in the sky
Shined for few hours and immediately chosen to fly
We feel world as hollow
We think sun may not shine tomorrow
Nights may be all worthless
We may have lot many problems to chase
Such might have been the dominant position
The loss caused to family is sudden imposition
Family may take some time to adjust the shock
They have yet to come out of it to take the stock
Even though we are aware of uncertainty
We leave it to good wisdom of almighty
It is natural to shed a tear over loss
We follow the natural and consider it as divine cause
Think of no control on life span
Human beings might have made lots of plans
Nobody would have preferred quitting of their own
So almighty has taken control in hand and made it known
We attribute untimely death as decided by destiny
Some of us may not reconcile or come to terms fully
Yet the helplessness is openly seen on the face
Life has been termed as adventurous but as uncertain race
So always we talk of great wisdom
Raise hands in disgust cry foul seldom
Somewhere we realize its futility
Suddenly come down to terms as inability
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little Born
I rememebred my little born
It has left me shocked and torn
He is no more in this lovely world
He breathed for a while and left us in cold
I remembered how my parent had felt
When someone had died in the family left
It was leaving behind great shock and despair
A vaccume never to be filed or a loss repaired
Today I am head of the family and responsible person
I will never go sad without any reason
Small problems will not bother me at all
I shall deal it as and when they make call
If someone takes birth in family, it is different joy
We have lot more to celebrate and enjoy
We may plan who new born is to be treated
But more important is how far we are happy and elated
It is not in our hand to avoid the natural mishaps
It may be some kind of accident or early death
It causes concern and deep grief
Even though we may try to over come to get relief
What drives me desperately to go little wild?
Why almighty is not little kind?
Why new born must be taken away immediately upon birth?
Why is it so essential to pronounce him with death?
There may be ideal place for soul to rest
It is somewhat considered as best
No one comes there to disturb
It is nice, essential and superb
It makes me to think about futility
It is one kind of deterrence but to reach divinity
That is nice gift almighty has arranged
We are all to be aware of it and reconciled
My grief is over the loss of child
But desperation driving me wild
It becomes unbearable when new born is not even taking a breath
The baby is snatched away cruelly by the death
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Compelled to think
I am compelled to think number of times
When sit in corner with leisure mood sometimes
Why God had chosen me to be descend on earth
With lot many problems including death
It might have been felt that human beings are not prepared
Not to forgo what they have and still for more to be dared
Such is magic and love for what is not supposed to be ours
Yet we spend countless hours after it and in many cases years
It can be understood that life needs enough of stability
If you are penniless there will be no use of your ability
You will considered worthless and discarded lot
You will be pushed aside and from you nothing may be sought
Hardly few may rise from such pretty considerations
They may have pure feelings but with lot many questions
With strong determination and resolve they may be able to detach
But at large we can get nothing out of it as such
Thousands die each day and new souls arrive
Some of them meet instant death and some survive
Life cycle goes on and we merely express helplessness
Life seems to us a puzzle and worry can be seen on the face
If we spare little time in thinking this aspect
We may find reasonable conviction to this respect
We may love our kith and keens and create some lovely bonds
But ultimately to leave behind giving no thoughts for second
This can leave us with little doubt
Life should be seen with this aspect and it is must
If this come to come conclusion and decide our destiny
Time space provided to us is limited by almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Romeo Delight
I told her, never in hell, no special reason.
Must a lied cause I aint leavin.
Were in for a very long night.
Heard a vicious rumor from your mamas tongue:
You a desprate woman, need a man with a gun.
High crime zone in the city of lights.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Im takin whiskey to the party tonight,
And Im lookin for somebody to squeeze.
I aint lookin for somebody to fight.
Baby, dont get uptight.
Baby, please!
Wanna see my i.d.? try to clip my wings!
Dont have to show you proof of anything.
I know the law friend.
At the leventh hour. Im goin back outside.
Give it a try.
Im your last loose end.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Im takin whiskey to the party tonight
And Im lookin for somebody to squeeze.
I aint lookin for somebody to fight.
Baby, dont get uptight.
Baby, please!
I feel my heart beat,
Feel my heart beat,
Feel my heart beat,
Oh yeah.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Baby, please!
Cant take it anymore.
Im takin whiskey to the party tonight,
And Im lookin for somebody to squeeze.
I aint lookin for somebody to fight.
Baby, dont get uptight.
Baby, please!
Loss of control
Mayday!
I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Baby, I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Baby, I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
song performed by by Van Halen
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Without Our Gift Of Memory
What would we be without the power to recall?
Without our gift of memory we'd be little at all
To those who lose their memory confusion is their lot
The faces of friends and family by them even forgot
For the children and kindred of alzheimers sufferers life must be very sad
The memory loss of a sibling, uncle, aunty, mum or dad
Though 'tis a natural instinct for us to cling to life's breath
In a choice between death and loss of memory I think I would choose death
I am a lucky fellow my gift of memory I retain
And I hope till my last breath of life that with me it will remain
To the great gift of memory I will gladly drink a toast
In that sense I am lucky far luckier than most
Life would not be worth much without it the great gift of memory
I am sure at what I say here that most with me would agree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I am sad...
I was sad...
I was sad again today
Was there any difficulty on the way?
Did sun did not appear with ray?
It was unusual to feel different way
*Khushi (happiness) was there to feel but not to explain
Sadness was there but not with the pain
Something of that sort but not coming clean
Loss at heart but mind surely feeling win
She was best in her traditional dress
So much shine and happiness on the face
Anybody would find himself in the race
If that turned out to be open chase
Human nature is such and quietly passes through
We may speak nothing but it is quite true
How come you feel for somebody and cry?
Never admit openly and feel very much shy
Life is precious and must be lived on till the end
You got to go near to the people and make them friends
To feel oneness and closeness is to be considered as divine gift
It has remained consistent stand and people see no shift
Many thoughts crossed over mind and disappeared
What may be going on other side? I slightly shivered
She was there for me as assured and reassured
The eyes witnessed flash of light but remained to blur
There is unknown magnetic pull
But vision is clear and mind is full
To take on any eventuality that may follow
Ride over storm and lye low
I took it by surprise and sunk in memory
There was nothing to feel shy or sorry
To feel for somebody can't be termed as an evil
That is divine destiny and remains on card or on anvil
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost In A House Fire
The loss of a child
The loss of a wife
Tis all the same as the loss of your own life
The loss of house and all that's inside
Tis all the same as if your whole soul had died
The loss of temper
Loss of faith and self-control
Tis all the same as knowing you have now grown very old
The loss of all memory when all is becalmed
When you find that your wife and child all safe and unharmed
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Eat and be merry
Does the life mean to live and eat?
Marry and stay to make it sweet
School, youth and later on to profession
Troubles more and to lead with confusion
Always worry for two ends to meet
Absence of love to say hello when greet
Mind not at rest with so many wicked plans
No time to look back or have little glance
Time is money and busy is schedule
Some where to formant trouble and add fuel
Self interest first with top most priority
To consider one’s self with superior quality
No one can be blamed for simple logic
It is human tendency and forms very basic
Nothing goes with it as sentiments or feelings
Everything is done in agreement and as willing
Result is known and fate is sealed
Yet many thing done and tactfully concealed
Life goes on uninterrupted with nothing more to reveal
To go still deep in it and present it as real
Nothing will change so long human race is in existence
Not much can be said or exerted with insistence
There is helplessness as how to lead it honestly
Nothing can help even if tried earnestly
Not all may think the same but yes it prevails
With some of good principles the train derails
Lots of trouble when chosen the path of nobility
The universal truth surfaces with its known futility’
There is no reason for going back or retrace
We all are having same dilemma to face
It is easy to face a rowdy and hostile crowd
But very difficult to sustain and speak loud
Life can be brought to an end with single stroke
It is just a line and can be over in thick smoke
No one has any power to delay it even for second
Even though it is considered as very precious like diamond
You have been infused with lots of courage
That is how the human beings live and manage
They know well that it is cowardice to disrupt the cycle
It will be better to carry on and spend it as very casual
Though it is mechanical and looks unstable
Yet we can make it beautiful and stable
There can be added some new features
To help others and make for them bright future
Many can be given respite with very good smile
Their life can be made comfortable for a while
You can not help materially but restore confidence
Life can be made worth living and meaningful hence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Loss of life
To loose some one in family means a total loss
Sit in prayer’s house and look at the cross
Show the helplessness and lament for futility of life
Think of hollow relation with parent, brother including wife
It takes place much to our disliking and discomfort
We can’t save a person despite making earnest efforts
This is tragic part and one takes it lying low
No one can avoid it and has to allow
It is unbearable and sometimes causing mental imbalance
The scene was different in home in somebody’s presence
Now it wears deserted look and totally embarrassing
You can notice visibly that something else is missing
You can hardly express the sorrow
As you won’t know what will happen tomorrow
We may have to depart in the same way
Leave behind everything and go away
There may descend misfortune and gloom
You won’t be able to cry in place or room
Yet it may fall heavily on your solder
You will be waging battle as if on border
You may have to come out of it quickly
It may take place regularly or weekly
Sometimes not in months or years
Still we afraid to hear those cries in ears
Let us realize its importance
Who ever has come on earth must depart at once
It may be now or years later
It has to be accepted in true spirit of the letter
We may feel temporarily for the loss
There may be some lull or definite pause
But one will have to regain and move forward
This is life and there is no use looking backward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As An Insult
I took it as an insult
It is was terrible and difficult
How can an earnest offer be declined?
Why does she not see reason and defined?
Well all those seasons were for me to analyze
She had pushed me in corner and generalized
I deserved her hand for life time stay
She gave me shock and preferred to be away
I gave thought from another angle
May there be some reasons with a love triangle
She has every right to be master of her destiny
I gave all the reasons fair try and left it to the almighty
Love was not that kind I understood
Neither was it tonic nor a food
But a strong bond to take one out of wood
If not then it was better to stay out for good
Love is not an isolated affair
That can’t be termed as fair
What you feel may not be good for her
Rather love her more but don’t force her to bother
You look at the sky and its vastness
Complete blue but no shine on face
No one may judge what is hidden in belt
This is the way how love is felt
It demands sacrifice and not words
Prepare for readiness and always look forward
No relation can be on rock unless strengthened
Some plants may come up if earth is dug or softened
Now I have every reason to be satisfied
At no stage she had compromised or lied
It was one sided feeling and deserved to be left
There was no let up in relation or complete shift
I consoled self and came to the terms
It was good to take decision and make turn
Who knows what can be good for future?
I left it to future course that may take place and assure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Control
Stay away from the future
Back away from the light
Its all deranged - no control
Sit tight in your corner
Dont tell God your plans
Its all deranged - no control
If I could control tomorrows haze
The darkened shore wouldnt bother me
If I cant control the web we weave
My life will be lost in the fallen leaves
Every single moves uncertain
Dont tell God your plans
Its all deranged
No control
I should live my life on bended knee
If I cant control my destiny
Youve gotta have a scheme
Youve gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrows man
Stay away from the future
Dont tell God your plans
Its all deranged
No control
Forbidden words, they deafen me
In memories, Ive no control
See how a sinful man
Burns his tracks, his bloody robes
Youve gotta have a scheme
Youve gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrows man
I should live my life on bended knee
If I cant control my destiny
No control I cant believe Ive no control
Its all deranged
song performed by by David Bowie
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Loss
The loss of a child
is sadness within.
How do we recover?
How do we begin?
No one can comfort you.
No one can console.
The loss is devasting.
You feel your not whole.
Part of you has gone
to where you can't see.
And the memory it leaves
clings to thee.
The loss is hard,
hard to accept.
Each tear that has fallen,
each tear you have wept
is a chasm of emptiness
that you can't fill.
Nothing can fill it,
not even God's will.
And so we take a step each day.
We move a little slower
and try to make our way
and come to terms with loss.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Real honesty
If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame
For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real
He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud
He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation
So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something
But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage
It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang
Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly
neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Please Read This
Just feel like leaving everything in the hands of god
Do not know what the future holds?
Just want to leave everything to just happen
When I worry, everything just starts to make me tense
Then, the feeling is really annoying
Nothing is up to me, since I cannot control anything
Only can let things be
Do you really think that I dislike you?
Can you not realize how much I love you?
Do you not feel the pain, I have in my heart
Fact, is that I do not blame anyone for it
It is just the way, things have turned out to be
Our fate has made each other go so far away from each other
Now, everything is in the hands of god
Our destiny will be decided by the almighty
I hope, everything just turns out to be good
That is my only wish and I really do love you.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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A tear not to fall
Don’t shed tears or weep
Remember at heart and spirit always keeps
I shall remain forever as your friend
This is not the real end
I shall always send my best wishes
The friendship may last long and not finish
We need strong bond to last forever
You may not be able to miss the grief however
It was in true sense real friendship
It has lost its way and can’t be reached to ship
It can be anchored at the bank without any trouble
There may be momentary setback as emerge the bubbles
The stars may not shine
They may feel bad and not feel fine
They may hide the face in clouds
We won’t be able to hear it loud
The moon has also lost its charm
It has not remained cool and lost its warmth
No one can dream of sad event
It lacks warmth and nothing to comment
Why are grieved at sudden loss?
Why do we question the wisdom line and cross?
It might have been unavoidable loss but certainly a reality
What is use of shedding tears all the time in futility?
Some of the losses are not easy to skip off from mind
His generosity were unique and only one of its kind
They may be with us for short duration
Still nothing can be matched or put any equation
Any human loss can not be compensated
You can’t remain aloof or isolated
It may eat you up from within
You may loose concentration and fall ill
There is no use to confine our self to a limited pain
It has to aggravate the situation and all will be in vain
It is better to carry out his mission and pay him homage
Spread his message of love and strengthen the bondage
It may be in real sense if we contribute a little
You may prove strong and Handle it with strong mettle
Everything will move on smoothly and get settled
You my be able to concentrate and it may not prove fatal
We may be good friends alright
We can’t go on indefinitely and mentally fight
It may not good on our part or we may be proved wrong
We re human beings and got to move and live among
Friends may come and go
We can’t them easily forgo
They may remain at our heart and occupy the space
It is friendship vassal that may float and race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Loss Of Control
Mayday!
I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Baby, I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
Baby, I checked it out. I think you ought to know.
Im only wastin time. I think Id better go.
You way too civilized. oh,
Loss of control, loss of control, loss of control!
song performed by by Van Halen
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Bare Hands
Never volunteer
Or go near
Worship or pray for mercy
As he will show no pity
For right or wrong
He will have same song
Pull you away to far land
Where you will be only soul as friend
As we talk about death
Many may stop their breathe
As it is not only fearsome
But to many shocking and troublesome
God was wise enough to make it mandatory
Otherwise it would have been bribed and made obligatory
No one would have preferred early journey
Even if it was decided by almighty
You are aware that now kidney transplant is possible
Now lever plantation is also made easy from impossible
Now somebody may invent to replace complete heart box
So as the time passes, no one may fear then from death hoax
Every part will be prized high and replaced
Poor people may be searched and chased
They will volunteer and donate legally
Life may then become easy and like luxury
Thank god that death and destruction are the formidable weapon
In the hands of powerful almighty and used not as coupon
Still life has been considered as precious and priceless
We are still afraid of it but allow it to appear less
Even though life and death is not in our hands
We can make it as loving entity as that of friends
Let it come at its destined time
Why to worry it in advance sometimes?
As legend story speaks very clear
We should live on without any fear
Who ever has taken birth in this land?
He has to leave it with bare hands
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What a way to reassure!
What a way to reassure on face?
Lovely beauty with visible trace
God has sent beautiful reminder on earth
Take her care else face the ugly death
It is your duty to acclaim and adore
Not all flowers may attract any more
Yet we do believe and praise in precise terms
As they have noble part to play as mother, sister and daughter in turn
Not all girls are gifted with moon face
Not all the shine given away to any race
Hilly areas have their own reflection
Whole beauty is reflected with positive indication
They are not selfish so far as their role is concerned
Good looking girls are preferred and very fast cornered
They have demand and rightly can be said so
They find king's offer if royal family gives clear go
Our history is full of wars and their sacrifices
Empires have been lost due to words given with promises
Certainly out look matters but their nature and dedication too
We have witnessed, observed it and passed through
How come that is working as magnetic pull?
How come they look so pretty and beautiful?
God only can answer as it is blessings from divine seat
We only look outer beauty, appearance and express joy at
The garden may have elegance with lot many flowers
It may add more beauty with little dazzling and rainy showers
Family may gain prominence with females having brilliance coupled with beauty
Gain prominence all-round and have upper hand with blessings from almighty
It is natural feeling and common fact
We are guided but sometimes forced to act
To protect honor and dignity of woman becomes prestige issue
Only some of the people may think reason behind it and rightly view
I, for my part, will appreciate it in any form
That has not come up all of sudden or born
It is definitely a graceful act on part of creator
That we live to witness such flowers from mentor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stop gap
Death is defined as just rest place and stop gap
Journey to heavenly abode and considered right step
Birth in next world, if that is desired, dependent on His will
Happy ending if one is contended and rightly feels
It is not preferred by anybody but till it comes
No one is happy about it and doesn’t welcome
New birth is celebrated with joy and fun fare
No one tries to knows how it comes and from where?
If death really would not have been the fear factor?
People would have interfered in all the sectors
Leaving of this world makes them real little scary
Otherwise they would have been left with no worry
They could have defied temporal’s authority
Simply not have bowed head before almighty
Life would have been made tough and living hell
Things could have been made dreary and not well
Death is welcome step and good gesture
Everybody is having final day decided for future
Not a second can be shifted from here and there
You got to feel comfortable, very safe and stay here
Why He doesn’t interfere in day today’s routine?
Why do we console ourselves even after not doing fine?
It is our inner strength that holds us together
Death or no death we simply don’t bother
We must accept it as immortal factor
We come here in life to play as actor
No one cares or try to know what the life is all about?
Is it punishment to suffer in life or opt out?
Life is precious gift to human being
He can be either very poor or king
He may lead it with fun fare and joy
Though life may be simply decoy
Life should not considered as burden
We can make it beautiful like heaven
It has its own charm and purpose
We must mean it and not to suppose
Life is to be enjoyed with full length
It is not weakness but real strength
What one needs to know is its mission?
Leave the life decently with good liaison
You may not have chance to revisit place
No one can grant you permission to replace
It has to be spent with grace and happiness
Pray the almighty for His mercy and kindness
We must bow our head with gratitude
We should have generous and nice attitude
Life and dearth is synonymous thing
It is part of cycle and that speaks something
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Reality spoken of Lies
One night I came home to tears from my mother,
the quietness of my father,
to realize my life would never be the same.
I felt for my sisters, as this is their father,
who has forsaken our mother.
I lost all I had to Lies.
Lonely nights, Lonely days,
Feeling of despair cascaded me, Loss of reality,
Loss of the loving family I thought I had.
No one is there in the shadows to comfort me,
I lost all I had to Lies.
Then to find out the man I loved,
also lied, was painful and so deep.
Another loss, another heart ache,
The shadows tried to reach me,
but loss of reality reached me first, till family intervened.
I found Love I was looking for,
I just had to reach out my hand, they grabbed onto me so tightly, fearing I would fall back, into life of shadows.
Remind yourself of this,
Reality spoken of Lies, may be like a poison,
which spreads till your reality is lost.
But please never fear to seek out that hand,
the one that is reaching out to love you and help you!
Your love is wanted, needed, & cherished by someone.
You may never even have realized they were there to begin with.
poem by Tracy Elizabeth Welter
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l Losses Are Sometime Good...
Loss, most of the time bad. On occasion, great!
SOME TIME A LOSS CAN BE GOOD!
Can loss sometime be happy. You bet! Ask some
divorced couples.
The other guy had a loss and I won!
My ex had a loss, of most of our assets. Yes,
you guessed it, I got 'em!
Insurance companies, now there's some, that
many take great delight,
when they suffer a loss.
When the tax man does an audit, if they have
a loss, we have a win! (best kind of loss)
The person who brings suite against you,
suffers a loss. (Ain't that sweet?)
A hostile mother-in-law, suffers a loss,
when her daughter gets divorced.
When one experiences a weight loss.
Now that's something that would make
millions of people happy!
When the owner of your building, is deemed
to be, 'rent controlled, ' it brings a loss
to the greedy titleholder. (break out the champagne)
When the neighbor you hadn't spoken to for years,
has a loss, of the keys, to her car.
When the kid, who keeps running over your lawn,
with his bike, has a loss, of the two wheel monster.
When you child, who you love, but drives you nuts
with their loud music, has a broken stereo,
and a loss of music. (They're unhappy. You're ecstatic.)
When one has a loss of sleep, because their spouse
was amorous all night. (Ahhhh, the good old days.)
When your in-laws, prepare to come to your house,
for the first time, and have a loss of directions.
When your spouse, who cremates every barbecue
they ever handled, has a loss of the coals.
(Actually you hid them.)
When the know-it-all comes to your home, and
can't say a word, because they had a loss of
their dentures.
Remember...If you have a loss, sometime,
the loss is good!