Felt Shy
I
Prayed
Almighty
Very sincerely
But asked nothing in return
For very good reason
As humble person
Only mercy
It was known already
He is always ready
To bless all
For call
I bowed
But did not show
Or allowed wishes to grow
Whispered self for divine flow
I thanked him for human birth
Over with the decent death
Till the last breath
Under his oath
He is always there to guide
With secrets to confide
Not to divide
But provide
I now closed the eyes
With no more try
Felt so shy
Why?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sing In His Praise
I breathed heavily
As it pinched me really
Nothing could save me
From feeling easy and free
I did harm to some one
In fact it was known to none
Yet I felt it with deep remorse
I was awakened by divine force
Who am I to cause trouble?
Why someone should be made to struggle?
What good it may deliver?
I felt bad and shivered
I took vow not to repeat
Looked toward sky and accepted defeat
Not more such things in future
I needed soul to reassure
In this holy moth I took vow
Knell down honestly and bowed
The sanctity of holy views followed
Prayed almighty for good conduct to be allowed
I feel suddenly relieved
As I have often believed
God does help to that sincere human being
Who wants to repent and in His praise sing?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Last Night, I Died
Last night, I died
And there was no one there
There was no one for me to speak to
Except for GOD; who I did in prayer.
I asked GOD then to forgive me
And please, erase the sins of this man
Then I asked him to watch over my family and friends
And then I asked him please; hold my hand.
And as I lay there dying
Unto GOD I freely spoke
I thanked him for all the gifts he gave me,
I thanked him for all the words I wrote.
Then I closed my eyes and had memories
But not of the bad times, only the good,
Then I thought of the people I loved and trusted,
Not because I had to, but because I should.
And while I was there still alone
Awaiting for death to take my life,
I began to cry, but not for me
But for my son, and the woman I call wife.
Then I thought in Heaven who would walk with me
When I arrived, in my new home,
Then I thought who would be with me
Or in Heaven I thought, Would I walk alone.
And as I awaited For my life to end
I worried as I began to think of everyone else,
The sting of death really didn't bother me,
But only knowing, I would die by myself.
And then at last death it came,
And there for me, no one had cried
Because no one knew that I left this world
Because no one knew, last night I had died.
Randy L. McClave
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Granny's Goddess Of Mercy
the incense rises,
as profusely as
her prayers to the
Goddess of Mercy
these last 50 years
first it was health
and wealth for hubby
who now had gone to heaven
a wish came true though
she had always wanted to
be at his side till he breathed his last
she thanked the Goddess of Mercy for it
her closest pal these last 70 years
confidante of all her secret wishes
from childhood, to womanhood
to motherhood to grandmotherhood
the Kuan Ying (Goddess of Mercy)
not a day old, young as when
she first prayed to it
with eyes gazing into her
she wonders whether her last wish
would be granted - to die with a face
as gentle and calm as hers
filled with full compassion and
plenty of hope for the world
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Fate to fight
Why think of their death to night?
When you are not sure of your fate to fight
Some what it created little awkwardness
Are we in full capacity to judge on their face?
The talk of reward comes later
Let us be peace lover and not hater
Life as such is totally uncertain
Important thing is to care for relation and maintain
Human life is full of misery
Love it to full extent even for your adversary
Never show to anybody that you are doing it out of pity
Act only to shows that you are just messenger of almighty
Whether life remains same or not should not cause any concern
Anything good performed by you may definitely turn
Your destiny and life into permanent peace
Life may be same again and spent at ease
Bow along with them for mass appeal
Your wish and desire should be in fact real
No lip services or out side show shown to the people
Else it my be known soon and land you in trouble
Let us go to their help if blessed with resources
Internal wishes and conscience must act as divine force
Noble soul with its action is always noticed by all
They see in it a good gesture to respond the call
We all must show sympathy in their troubled days
Pray almighty to come to the rescue and show the way
Render everything if that can over come their woes
Ponder not over result if almighty comes to your help and does
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Human is different
I’ll grow, blossom and bear before I die,
Every plant wishes.
I’ll grow, mate and beget before I die,
Every animal wishes.
I’ll show that I grow, own and bear till I die,
Human being strangely wishes.
14.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Enough Weight
I was really shocked and saddened
The death of two people hardened
My views on divine weapon of death
Which is on our head till the last breath?
Both were dear one and very close
It raised many questions and posed
Its validity and threat in human eyes
Even thought it has wide acceptability
'Will you not come once at my home? '
I turned to see friend's sister waiting to welcome
'You have not dropped in even single time'
I want you to be at my home sometimes
She was diagnosed as last stage cancer patient
Hr chances to remain alive were very much absent
I could see death fear in her vocal request
Even though she tried to remain calm at her best
'I will not come to your till you visit mine'
He virtually threatened me whenever I invited him to dine
He will feel bad when I shall fail to return the visit
He was hale and hearty and fully fit
He went on pilgrimage to holy shrines
Even though he had fever but felt very fine
While on ascent to high hill he developed pain
He was hardly given last time to raise voice and complain
Both departed in few space of time
I could hardly do anything at any time
Their wishes remained unfulfilled
Even though they had earnestly willed
Now on ward I have decided to oblige
Any person with request and seize
The next available opportunity to repay the visit
I now have to give enough weight
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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May Be Consigned
Body may be consigned to flames
No more fun and no more games
You were so close to the heart
I had never imagined that you may depart
Was there any hesitation?
To hide the problem and ditch the relation
What made you to bear it alone?
We were same for all purpose as one
How to express that I miss you so much?
Tears refuse to roll down as such
They don't to show any displeasure
They are still in confusion and unsure
Heart is filled with agony and grief
It gives itch in body with no relief
I am stunned to see your dead body
You were till last healthy and steady
I never asked you anytime
From where you belonged to and came
It was inner call and I responded
You acknowledged with grace and seconded
Days passed off like river flow
We had lot more to forget and blow
We never went in different direction
Thoughts and behavior matched with action
I am speechless to face untimely death
I have problem to stop the breath
It is unending and cries in despair
I look at sky and helplessly stare
You are great loss to me in person
Almighty might have erred with reason
You were not to depart so early
You have left us behind unhappily
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No right
The person has no right to speak
When physically and mentally he is weak
He will not only be off the road
But also trouble others with so many loads
Life and death is known cycle
That is repeated after regular interval
No one is spared from that divine circle
Either it comes peacefully or with lots of trouble
No one can take shelter under the excuse of grave loss
Whether it is loss of person or with holy wish of cross
One has to bear it with peace and stand with calmness
There is no other go than to keep little restrain on face
Life may be felt as living hell
There will be no one to whom you can confide or tell
Yet it is not desirable that one must resort to alcohol
Loose the common sense and strike against wall
It is really unforgettable experience
Once has to under go it with patience
Life partner was towering strength
She had matched on every wave length
If one has really to pay for beloved
It must be befitting and not showed
She must be remembered every time
When you realize that her wishes are fulfilled sometimes
Respect her wishes that were disclosed to you
Taken in confidence with pledge you were to pass through
Simply lying unconsciousness on the road is no solution
That marks end of your respect committed for resolution
Let people resort to alcohol free stage
Where he can show wisdom with the age
Time and again people may remember good quality
Not what you do out of despair as bad quality
We are human being and now for sure
That life is like bubble and nothing is granted for sure
One may depart early or late as per His wishes
We are here to fulfill whatever we can in time and finish
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No right to speak
The person has no right to speak
When physically and mentally he is weak
He will not only be off the road
But also trouble others with so many loads
Life and death is known cycle
That is repeated after regular interval
No one is spared from that divine circle
Either it comes peacefully or with lots of trouble
No one can take shelter under the excuse of grave loss
Whether it is loss of person or with holy wish of cross
One has to bear it with peace and stand with calmness
There is no other go than to keep little restrain on face
Life may be felt as living hell
There will be no one to whom you can confide or tell
Yet it is not desirable that one must resort to alcohol
Loose the common sense and strike against wall
It is really unforgettable experience
Once has to under go it with patience
Life partner was towering strength
She had matched on every wave length
If one has really to pay for beloved
It must be befitting and not showed
She must be remembered every time
When you realize that her wishes are fulfilled sometimes
Respect her wishes that were disclosed to you
Taken in confidence with pledge you were to pass through
Simply lying unconsciousness on the road is no solution
That marks end of your respect committed for resolution
Let people resort to alcohol free stage
Where he can show wisdom with the age
Time and again people may remember good quality
Not what you do out of despair as bad quality
We are human being and now for sure
That life is like bubble and nothing is granted for sure
One may depart early or late as per His wishes
We are here to fulfill whatever we can in time and finish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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From deep sleep
I did not get up that day from my deep slip
It was destined day and I was not allowed to peep
God’s emissary were at the gate singing me to pack
I just asked for second delay to turn my neck
All were fast asleep and under deep impression
They were in the sea bed as if down with immersion
I looked at them in helplessness and closed eyes for departure
It was not all of sudden as I had some inkling for sure
I had not time left to apprise them or brief
But we were fir believer and had good faith
We never attempted to harm any one
So they had no fear from any one
I was not that old or suffering from any illness
They were sure of my longativity in any case
The emissaries woke me up from long depth of rest
They were real messenger of God and acting as best
I knew it will be impossible for family members to live
Yet they will come off well and I sincerely believed
It was matter of time that they may adjust to situation
My term was over and can not be allowed any more continuation
I reached to the main gate and just turned back
It was calm and quite as I had nothing at stake
It was call from almighty and my days were over
There was no use to pray and ask for any cover
When I look back to my entire stay
I think I have missed nothing in any way
I fulfilled all my obligations and served to well
No one must have any room to complain or tell
I had read enough about next world
It was amounting to return to same and original fold
I left it to future assumption and stayed calm
God has created two layers false and realm
I am sure of right treatment when presented
I prayed all the way and willingly consented
I had done nothing wrong to feel shame or resent
I am planning now my self in better way to present
I will be in better position to explain
Life as such has not been spent to go in drain
I was really careful in not choosing the evil
As it was not going to help me with clear will
Next world may not be that horrible and frightening
It was showing me some courage with inner lightening
I was nearing the place with full satisfaction
I was in full control and really it was very good indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What I Am Is God’s Gift, What I Become Is My Gift To God
WHAT I AM IS GOD’S GIFT, WHAT I BECOME IS MY GIFT TO GOD
What I am is God’s gift, what I become is my gift to God tells us that our own body and the life that breath in our body is God’s precious gift to us but what this body can become and what sense or impact of our being as a person to others and to God is our gift to the Almighty. Our own body and life is our own gift from God on the day of our creation from womb till we joined this world to become what we want to mirror in this journey of life. God has given us all the provisions to live and all the faculties we need to grow as a person. He gave us a body strong enough to withstand trials of life like illness, sorrows and pains to keep us not so much fragile to anything that we can paint our own journey in this life. No doubt the life we breath is indeed God’s most precious gift to all of us. Precious than anything like glittering gold or diamonds. Our life is really beyond compare being the ultimate reasons God had created this world and the very reason why He gave his only begotten Son to secure and protect such gift to all of us. Truly, our own life is our gift from God but what we become as a person is our gift in return to God.
What we wanted to become in the eyes of men and God is our gift in return to such noble and precious gift of life we had from God. Our body is the temple of God’s Kingdom when we let our soul glitter like diamond upon the eyes of God if sense of righteousness lives within every breath we take as we deal with other people and so with God. It is how we used this body as an instrument to fulfill our own mission in this life through our own vocation, work or services we take is our gift to God. Everything we do in this life in the service to other people and to God is our own gift to the Almighty. Everything we do to the temple of God’s Kingdom, our body, determines the impact of our sense of being as a person in the eyes of God and men. Truly, if we wanted to be looked upon as a glittering diamond in the yes of God and men, we must live in righteousness upholding all the fundamental truth and wisdom of God as we relate with other people and as we serve with prudence sharing our life and services to others.
Our own sense of being, purpose or mission through our various ways, vocations or services is the way how we return our gratitude and appreciation to our gift of life from God. The way how we share our own life to give life and light to others is our gift to God. Make this life then shine for others and to God for it is our own little way of returning the favor of God’s grace and love to us.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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O God, Show Mercy…
O GOD, SHOW MERCY…
O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
Let go with the wind the foe’s threats;
Punish the unwise and the unworthy,
Let them hold their tongues behind the teeth.
O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
Weaken the treacherous men…
They just pretend to be Thy servants,
For their own good, let them lament.
O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
Show mercy to those who serve their land;
Without harming their own country,
Let them breed their descent…
O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
Let us rise – wipe out the feud.
Show mercy, save us, heal our souls,
Let us defeat the fraud…
O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
Let the foe’s threats go with the wind…
7.12.2OO2.
Translated from Georgian
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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Free To Deeply Breathe, Again
On my way to feeling lost and blue...
I remembered what you said,
About inviting dread.
And I found myself standing,
By a closed window.
Prepared to open it...
For a breath of fresh air.
And there with the air to flow,
I let go of my held grief.
And there with the air to flow,
I felt free to deeply breathe,
Again!
And on this day to you I say,
You are the reason I have chosen happiness.
You are the reason I gave myself to love again!
A love within me I thought I knew.
But it was kept inside of me...
Not allowing it to grow as I believed I grew!
On my way to feeling lost and blue...
I remembered what you said,
About inviting dread.
And I found myself standing,
By a closed window.
Prepared to open it...
For a breath of fresh air.
And as I stood there...
I felt free to deeply breathe,
Again!
To love and do it without fear,
Again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A human brain
The only mistake committed by almighty
then realizing the mistake made already
the brain to be used at different level
from childhood till the admission in school
The young age was enjoyed with much fun fare
not to know much about but still to go somewhere
where is the time to think about any existence?
so it is the stage to deny any such presence
I have heard people saying about non belief
no existence of God at the time of receiving relief
Stand with folding hand to express no gratitude
this is how they express ignorance with different attitude
They think it was not a divine act
the birth is merely a naked fact
there is purely scientific reality
it has nothing to do with any morality
The person can shape his own destiny
though he may have to cross the hurdles many
only personal skill may come to the rescue
by dint of ability he may have his share due
unwise are those who see nothing beyond eye
how the wings can be tested if one does not fly?
how fruits can be enjoyed without earnest try?
let us understand the fact and do not feel shy
human nature is such to think beyond line
everything does not seem quiet and fine
all secrets and anxieties just remain hidden
we may be called wise but internally laden
There is no end to quest
it can be utilized to its best
let us not forget about the rest
this is the time and crucial test
Only one stroke and finally coming to the sense
it may compel him to believe in presence
who brings sun shine and cool nights?
has he ever tried to know as matter of right?
The animals do not think much about fate
they have no brain to speak or state
still they are not ungrateful as we are
think negatively and stay very far
We are blinded by materialistic scene
such progress by human being was never seen
it is merely attributed to human skill
no divine power had anything to fill
It is not received well with any logic
certainly there is reason to believe the magic
it is almighty that has brought us on earth
why no one is capable of stopping the death?
I shall go by and stand for the standard argument
I have to enjoy every available opportunity and moment
Let us not be equated with or disrespectful to only one
who is there to see everything and take care of every one
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Divine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
All pray in their distress;
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is God our Father dear,
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is man, His child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity, a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine,
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew;
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell
There God is dwelling too.
poem by William Blake from Songs of Innocence (1789)
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Devine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God our Father dear;
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is man, his child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart
Pity, a human face;
And Love, the human form divine;
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine:
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.
poem by William Blake
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How to prove?
I may be proved as dark horse
It may be difficult for others to subdue me by force
I act as per my own best conscience
It has got its own importance and relevance
How can I be different from others?
This idea always hounds me and bothers
I got to move smoothly and fall in line
Even if it not to my liking and out of tune
I can’t stand in whole universe as only person
known as humble and obedient son,
I can’t be fed always with in spoon,
It may so happen that I stand to loose race very soon
I will have to excel and steal the show
sometimes to side with wrong people and whole weight throw
Not to show favor but ready to go,
Chances to remain with them may be dim but can’t forgo,
How to survive in this selfish and ignorant world?
Where hollow promises matter the word
Cheating and deceiving are only strong parameters
Situation differs from place to place but never alters
I have to lie to many people and shed tears
It has tremendous effect and largely bears
I may have strong apprehension and worst fears
There is no other option but to offer three cheers
All was just all for fake show
It was not at all for good relation to grow
I could make little impact and went slow
I knew it from beginning it will block the flow
People too became weary and were asking why?
I never had commotion or felt regret and shy
the role was different but had to play
I was aware but had no other way
I can’t stand all alone but have to side,
keeping all secrets to self but not to confide,
I may be wrong but not all the time
Life is to believed with simple goal prime
Sometimes you have to kill your own conscience
You may not like to live with it in presence
Still it has so many compulsions to be kept in mind
Ways and means to be searched for and find
If you remain stick to one particular view
You may never get your legitimate due
People may disregard and often insult
They will not bother you even to consult
So think of remaining different
It may be visible and apparent
This is the quality inherent
It is the only ideal choice at present
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All trains stop here
All trains stop here and come to an abrupt halt
We call it cardiac arrest or near heart stop
No time at disposal for things to arrange
No grace period allowed for orderly manage
All must understand the essence of philosophy
Route to heavenly abode for collection of trophy
Paths is destined for sure and no choice or way
Body may remain motionless in ground to lay,
Small indicator within may give little glow,
Final preparation or ideas may suddenly flow.
High winds and air make big sound and blow,
Unnatural happenings will difinately grow,
Who knows better what is lying in store?
Whether for sure to reach safely a shore
Urge to finish work as soon as possible
Grief suddenly takes over, making it imposible
All living beings know it is for sure,
It is hard reality and no body can cure,
Only smooth passage you must ensure,
Hands jhould join for prayers making doubly sure
I have my mission fulfilled and complete
All good accounts retained and bad ones deleted
Rest must be left for others to judge,
you must stand ground well and should not budge
These feeling emerge for noble and pious man
Who may prayed sincerely for cause common,
Never thought of leaving or abandon,
Not asked for excuses but bowed for pardon,
Who ever has come here had to leave,
With clear hearts and bonds to weave,
Dear friends and relations may loudly cry,
Knowing fully well but still ask why?
World was very beautiful to live in,
Make amends and no curse within,
Lines were drawn clear and thin,
Options were clear where and how to lean,
Junction may bear deserted look,
You may get your seat with assured book,
Occupy the seat and close the eyes,
No time will be left to say good byes,
All feelings run high at this very juncture,
Before you find that life has puncture,
Must behave and take it sing of bless,
No time will be allowed for simple guess,
Lucky ones may have orderly end,
life fulfilled with ways amend,
chances more for heavenly abode,
angels may takes you from any mode,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eid greetings
“Happy Ramadan and Eid Mubark” I sincerely pray
Holy Ramadan end today on this very day
Let almighty shower all the blessings
You find all happiness without a single missing
I surrendered to almighty with a single wish
That you have everything in life with fine finish
I bowed before Him and prayed for happy stay
Happiness and joy with the family all the way
I waited for this holy day to end
With all fasts to the happiness of friend
May, Allah the almighty, show you the direction
Nothing can be sported as patch in your action
I obeyed his call during month long stay
Not a single day missed when I didn’t pay
That you be blessed with whatever possible
Life may pass with happiness and without any trouble
Stars had twinkled with gentle smile
The holy month was to start meanwhile
I stayed near to him for you
This one has remained fact and very true
Let this month come every year
When I hear prayers voice in my ear
I pray for your long life and happy journey
Let there be no dearth of precious jewels and money
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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happy Ramadan and Eid mubarak
“Happy Ramadan and Eid Mubark” I sincerely pray
Holy Ramadan end today on this very day
Let almighty shower all the blessings
You find all happiness without a single missing
I surrendered to almighty with a single wish
That you have everything in life with fine finish
I bowed before Him and prayed for happy stay
Happiness and joy with the family all the way
I waited for this holy day to end
With all fasts to the happiness of friend
May, Allah the almighty, show you the direction
Nothing can be sported as patch in your action
I obeyed his call during month long stay
Not a single day missed when I didn’t pay
That you be blessed with whatever possible
Life may pass with happiness and without any trouble
Stars had twinkled with gentle smile
The holy month was to start meanwhile
I stayed near to him for you
This one has remained fact and very true
Let this month come every year
When I hear prayers voice in my ear
I pray for your long life and happy journey
Let there be no dearth of precious jewels and money
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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