Final race
When you gain adulthood there comes real stage
You get to know many things coming of an age
You may love to make frequent contacts
Mingle with friends and try desperately to ignore facts
You come to know of grater responsibility
When hold a hand of female and demonstrate ability
That speaks of firm commitment and promises
Thousands of assurances with not single misses
At initial contacts you compromise some of the stands
That can be forgiven as happening between good friends
But when reassure of future tie up and whole of burden
You readily agree for everything and no idea strikes all of sudden
It is almost mirage and based on illusory things
It may turn soar, happy or any kind of things
You may argue in favor of going ahead
Provide clear way and distinct lead
Life is meant to struggle and endure
You may sometimes not find peace in entire tenure
Life may turn cruel and unending difficulties
But that does not relieve you from any of the responsibilities
You learn to live and stubbornly offer
You have all the preparation for final coffer
You are such an ideal for any eventuality
This fine blend quality makes you to prove ability
Only cowards may end the life in haste
The may not come at all or come very late
Yet it makes no difference for on going struggle
You may go on tackling and facing all troubles
Life may seem to be High Mountain
You may struggle hard to contain
Even though you may remain money less
You will definitely win the final race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A day dreamer
I am real illusory and day dreamer
Throw ball to player in the form of beamer
Act always opposite though things appear very clear
Think of impossible things to take place and come near
It is human tendency to wish for unknown wealth
To think of something to happen and play havoc with health
How can things take shape without putting on hard struggle?
How life can be injected in a person if he is totally incapacitated or unable?
Mind moves on in a direction where it has no limits
It will travel to and fro to occupy and inhibit
It has nothing to do with reality or facts
It has definitely no bearing on acts
I suggest people to be tolerant and patient
I come across youngsters and advise then to be obedient
I go out of way and try to be very lenient
I have found such easy way very convenient
It makes me a laughing stock
I continuously stare at ticking clock
Why time doesn’t stop and turn in my favor?
Why people, does not follow me with fervor?
I give my presence at every occasion
At religious congregation I am first for submission
At any sad incidence, I am there to offer condolences
I am at pain to learn later and witness such scenes
Such type of people don’t find favor
They may be disliked and never be called for
I stills remain ignorant and try to mix as usual
Such insults and bars doesn’t seem to be unusual
Are we not responsible for creating such scenes?
The displeasure and boycott is apparently seen
It is not appreciated at all levels and spoken of face
You may be termed half mad and pushed out of race
It is good to think in isolation for mental peace
It may provide some solace and make you to feel at ease
It may also provide good opportunity to search for some solution
You may develop insight before going for any revolution
Days for long struggle and sacrifices are over
You need protection and to run for cover
No one can you help you if you only dream
They may like only when it may lead to fulfilling their dream
There is nothing to dream of nice things for betterment
It may afford you time to strike at right moment
You have worked nicely and planned for its success
You may need rest and stretch your self for recess
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Kind of Confusion
Talent, as we call and refer, as an instinct
Valuable gift from God and very distinct
No one can compare it with anyone
It is rarely seen with someone
It is seen and observed for the kids
We can certain assume and have the lead
You can clearly distinguish and read
You need no certificate or any kind of feed
Yet you go to prove it before experts
When you face the world class of arts
Everyone will have to prove class and ability
They will know better and praise the quality
People may put you o prove skill
It may drain you out and kill
With single thought that you are worthless
And has no dedication or courage to face
Such things can not be denied
Certain hopes are grounded or bellied
Basic facts can not be denied
Yes hope and despair is definitely accompanied
One may come out with flying colors
His ability and strength is proved and adored
He has now everything ready to explore
He can add feather in cap and ask for more
There is no end to our ambition
These are the basic inhibitions
We are ambitious and over zealots
But certainly not the fool or idiots
One will have to prove the superiority
Life can not be stagnated and must move on with continuity
There should not remain any kind of confusion
Life is live race and must be seen as compulsion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Bluff
You can never look worry free
If your eyes are on fruits and tree
You may be thinking as how to make best use
An idle mind is always in search of when let loose
It is human psychology and remains on constant move
They find no means for apprehensions to remove
This leads to unnecessary wrangling in mind
For which they struggle very hard to find
Only some people are exception to this syndrome
They are always happy when happily driven home
Nothing perturbs them when they are on guard
Everything is clear when they think and move forward
Inner reflection is seen on outer surface
That in turn reflects on the beautiful face
Its brings about glory and shine
Everything moves on smoothly and makes to feel fine
It is quoted 'What even if whole world you gain'
Loose the life or rest of the period is in pain
Nothing helps except contentment and happiness
That drives you in safe mode without any mad race
At first look itself you can make out
What can be happiness we all talk about!
It is self radiance with immense glow
As if bright sun shine is allowed to flow
Think for a moment and go for universal treasure
It may have many things in store to offer
You have everything to enjoy with pleasure
Only make it ample clear and doubly sure
It is easy to preach but difficult to practice
When you run out of words and promises
You may have to lead simple life with proof
It must be made known that life is real and can run without bluff
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Revolution and Change
Nothing moves perfectly
Everything we handle ineptly
Yet that is beautiful journey on road
With all that lovely and heavy load
Who knew that we will turn lovely couple?
Sail through smoothly without any trouble
Even though life may be full of struggle!
There may be enough of thorns on the way in the jungles
Life was not meant to be rosy with fine picture
It was to be all with challenges and full of uncertain feature
Yet we had opted for going ahead
Life was to provide us with comfortable lead
It was our life and was to be properly mauled
Many things were to be thought of and added
Yet wheels of life were to moved in right direction
With known ability and perfection
Family, society as a whole are direct beneficiary
Good citizens are direct product of judiciary
People lead peaceful life with total commitment
Nation as whole enjoys it as smooth movement
We are all committed and have learnt it through process
That life is precious gift and needs full access
With freedom and unrestricted movement
To develop skill and enjoy the development
If people and environment is strong
Nothing can be lamented or go wrong
We are all for total revolution and change
It is always done and beautifully managed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Quest
(2/25/12)
I have put myself on a quest
To turn my life around and do my best
So many things that go on in life
And having to make a sacrifice.
There is nothing in life that comes easy you know
And you have to struggle and put on a show
The show of life is on a stage
And there is so much to gain.
We are all actors in this game of life
And reaching our goal is mighty nice.
But most of us are just backups
In all that we do, and we never seem to follow thru.
So I am on this quest to follow all that my heart may say
For I know that it will lead me the right way.
It will open up doors that I've yet to open
So that I may see all the beauties inside
And there will be nothing that life can hide.
Life without love is unimaginable and it can never be
If you try to hide your love from me.
Love is the stage where we all gather
To find out what truly matters.
Join me in this quest, this search for love
For it was sent from up above
We need each other like the plants need water
Like the sun needs the moon
Let us not end it so soon.
I love you and I know that you love me
And this is the way it was meant to be.
My quest is now over for my search is through
I guess I knew that when I saw you.
poem by Louis Rams
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Push to school
I am made to rush and pushed to school
Parents want to make intelligent man from fool
they have different idea about their children
The school is the best idea o prefer often
There is nothing wrong if that is tan age old perception
It was carried on since long from the inception
It continued for their forefathers till day
This was the only option to find reasonable way
Children needed to pick up nice group
The confidence remains high and up
So much to learn from fellow friends
Vow to remain together till the end
Teachers often offer best and certainly part
Best of the education right from the start
There may be some problems with instruments
Yet enough care is taken for improvement
What someone not picks is the real intention?
There may be diversion in mind with no retention
Life may be thought over from different angle
Mind skips from all activities and run towards jungle
If I have to spell about myself then it will be justice
I may try to know and reveal to parents as promise
As it was just a burden to carry with expenses
They were yet willing to part with some good sense
I was to become only revival for their hope
After me there was nothing but only full stop
If I could make nothing then it was to spell disaster
There was nothing more seen beyond that or after
I too had thought endlessly in this regard
It was only means to stay firm and look forward
Life had taught me many things from an early age
I was to stand by them and encourage
Those days just invade mind
The heaven was seen and teachers were kind
Who could nourish us mentally for life struggle?
As life was not to pose or threaten with problems
It was not mere four walls structure
But tall tower for coming future
We all were to look towards sky
To keep wings open and ready to fly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Man Has To Struggle
(Van Morrison)
Man makes his money and they call him rich
Deep down inside he knows that life's still a bitch
Man tries to keep things but they're taken away
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man has to sweat and toil his life filled with trouble
Man got to step and fetch it on the double
Man has to work so hard to make it all pay
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man keeps on moving 'cos he can t keep still
Man has to set his goals and climb up the hill
Man sees the mountains and the deep blue sky
Man has to struggle till the day that he die
Well yes siree Bob them there's the breaks
That's how it is my friend don't make no mistake
Man has to take some action all of the time
Man by his nature's never satisfied
Man just can't vegetate no matter what they say
Man has to make it all the live long day
Man has to create karma that s the way that it is
Man has to keep on going way beyond his will
Man has to keep on being cos there s nothing else
And man just always has to go for himself
Take all the gurus when they meditate
Transcend the mundane into some altered state
You just might get there, but you'll have to pay
Man's got to struggle all the live tong day
Well yes siree now Bob them there's the breaks
That s how it is my friend don't make no mistake
Man has to watch the weather and the food that he eats
Man has to keep fit else he's prone to disease
No matter what he does there's stress every which way
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man is in conflict with his natural self
Man has to suppress his own desires and instincts
Man has to work so hard to keep them at bay
Man has to struggle all the l
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Simple from distance
Simple from distance
We are happy and married couple
Held hand with trust to face all the troubles
Never to leave bond under any circumstances
As life had made us one by God and not by chance
Life seemed simple from distance
We hoped to sail through at once
Vowed not to mind and look at lapses
There may be many errors with full of misses
I looked at iron ups and down image of grill and understood the message
Life was meant to be a struggle with no smooth passage
Husband and wife was to face formidable challenges
Despite known ups and own in coming age
I held his hand tight and measured length
It was to be long and long horizon of earth
Quite illusive with deceptive appearance
We got to face and live with its presence
We smiled at each other and got on with good started
Life is definitely a big task with beautiful art
Even though heard about it from friends and relatives
We were firm in our stand and very selective
I reassured him from my side and promised
Life was knows to us and never surprised
Some of the things were bound to happen
Whether accepted with smile or pain even
I look forward towards sky and its family
How do they spend their time happily?
If they have romantic life with magic pull
Why can't we make life lovely and beautiful?
We are new to such magnificent start
Now I have become somebody's inseparable part
It must be my Endeavour to be faithful
As is the guiding stone to make it successful
I smile with full satisfaction
As it has added new dimension to the relation
We are only emissary of almighty to prove
That life is given to us to remain steady and move
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A sense of pride
One must feel contended
Even small things must be carefully attended
It gives sense of pride and honor
Even if things are in nature of major or minor
The self satisfaction is definitely a pleasure
Its depth and value can not be measured
It is to be taken as matter for no discussion
Everything is open and for self admission
Life is to be considered as not burning question
Though it holds the key for success and failures in relation
It is for us to go in for its correctness
To admit the lapses on part is really called greatness
We live in total uncertainty
There has to be clear demonstration of ability
You may demand respect only when you are successful
The chances are there to avail in abundance and plentiful
We should see the danger coming from any direction
If you are alert then it is good indication
It will save you from embarrassment
It will stave off the situation from critical moment
Although there not much to worry
Enough Care has to be taken for later not to feel sorry
Everybody will be careful and curious
It will be eagerly awaited making you very anxious
Not all will be lucky to have everything
There may be some shortage or lacking
One has to make bold move and strive very hard to attain
Still the anxiety and cause of worry may remain
It is openly admitted that life is full of struggle
There is no surety of life as it is called simple bubble
No one knows when it may be shortened or over
The life has to be struggled and lived however
When you are placed at the centre of the activity?
All eyes may be watching you for caliber and ability
Here comes time to enjoy the fruits of hard work
It may enlighten you to start new or embark
It is one’s own choice to choose the road
Till it is over it will be felt as difficult load
It may require tremendous efforts and zeal
The enjoyment may be very sweet and real
Any work done must be enjoyed with willingness
It should not be thrown away with tiredness
Once taken on hand then must be finished soon
You may have peace at mind like coolness of moon
It depends on human nature and behavior pattern
Not all may be enjoying in same way in turn
One must develop the quality to endure
Even small quantity can also make it sure
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What Will I Do?
what will i do when you are gone?
and is 'my will' strong enough to hold on.
most of our lives we've been together
is life without you going to be better?
we all have our idiosyncrasies
but that's the way life was meant to be.
when you've reached your golden years
there is so much that you have shared.
memories will flow like wine in a glass
and you will reflect on your entire past.
what will i do? i have no idea.
the thoughts are no longer crystal clear.
how will i survive without you by my side?
i'll just have to struggle, and that's no lie.
it does not matter if you're young or old
this is part of life which will unfold.
so strengthen yourselves for this final blow
for you don't know which one of you will go.
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Life Is Beautiful
Life itself is beautiful
Sorrowful and successful too
Prove yourself true
It may pave the way to go through
You have to take life journey alone
Some of the troubles may come as cyclone
Hit the peaceful life and create the disorder
What shall we do then to bring it in order?
Just witness its original color?
Feel and think whether it is the same you asked for?
If not to your expectation level
Then some struggle has to be made to work out well
Nothing comes out as easy as it is understood
Some of the plans may not work out as good
Life may threaten at every turn
No distinct possibility may be seen for its peaceful return
It is rightfully said about how the journey is to be taken?
Let there be initial losses but not to be felt shaken
If there are no ups and down in the life stages
We shall never know how it is to be managed
As river gets mad when its water remain in spate
Same is the case with human being when comes to state
No outlet is found for smooth flow of its stream
Man finds it easy to find solution in the dream
Of course it is supposed to be ambition of life time
To few people it may prove lucky sometimes
But most of the people are striking aimless
Life turns out to be sore and changes are seen on the ace
So it is insisted right from the beginning
The life must be exposed to reality for innings
You are master of your own destiny
Each stoke is blessed by the almighty
Nobody knows what may be the outcome
But leave it for future course to welcome
If the beginning is good and with sincerity
You may shine as successful person with best quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Respect The Struggle
Respect the struggle
Strive to prevail
Stop wondering
What’s fake or real
Respect the hustle
You can not fail
Get on your feet
Let your spirit set sail
Respect the hard times
For what they are worth
They teach us a lot
But they indeed do hurt
Respect the real
Ignore the fake
The fake will take
What you worked hard, to make
Respect the wise
For they kno wisdom
When they breathe no longer
Do not forget them
Respect the game
Even if you don’t win
You have to learn to lose
In order to win
Respect the dignity
That no one can take
Be strong
Sooo you won’t break
Respect the process
Of life it’s self
Whether poor or rich
Life is a gift
But when it get’s hard
It’s almost cursed
Respect the rewards
For working hard
But don’t let that
Taint who you are
Respect the struggle of
Life’s a bitter sweet curse
But you can turn that around
And make it a blessing in the works
That feels sooo good
It needs no words
My friend,
This is the end of my
Bitter sweet words
Respect The Struggle©
By: Sumira Sarai
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Sonnet-Our Earthly Stay Is For Heaven
In life on earth, all problems have to end;
And when they do in God's time/way, 'tis best;
From newer problems, then we must defend;
And thus our life goes on without much rest.
Yet, half the things we worry, turn out well;
Let us then think of days ahead only;
Let not our bitter past make future hell;
Our life's struggles find solutions surely.
Yet, life on earth is one constant struggle;
We dare not lose our sanity of thought;
And learn, we must from worms to out wriggle;
From situations in which we're badly caught.
We shouldn't forget the love of God for us;
Nor Heaven's way, Abode of God- True Bliss.
poem by John Celes
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A no to blow
Though I did not believe in blow
the inner thoughts started to flow
t restrained my stupid action
I had violently offered my reaction
He was my real elder brother
His behavior always made us to bother
he was trying to destabilize
the father had taken enough care to mobilize
we were knitted together and stayed as joint family
lived under one roof and spent the life happily
as is with joint family, we simply followed
All had complete freedom and in fact were allowed
The elders look up on others to cooperate
sometimes they get together and openly narrate
Their continued struggle and pain to occupy the dignified space
how it was do or die struggle for them in the race?
We never meant to be impolite to the elders
They carried all burden on their solders
we were never brought in picture at any stage
They labored hard to keep us safe and well managed
The peaceful life sometimes is violently disturbed
No one thinks or takes pain to go into cause and probe
There is deep feeling for things to let off or pass
the situation is thus saved to keep peace
All members really desire to stay intact
this realized by them and understood in fact
No one dares to go out of the set establishment
it is strong bond that stops them from such movement
When situation comes to the exchange of blows
the things do not remain with natural flow
everything is disturbed and peace is pushed away
the need to patch up is there but does not find the way
Elders are worried and try to maintain good rapport
it has been built up with lots of pain and efforts
it is as good as undoing of their life time labor
rest of the family members bear ill will and harbor
I witnessed such incidence one day
every member was crossing the limit to come in the way
it was going out of hand and creating suffocation
this was not good for us and showed clear indication
No right thinking man may want uncertainty
He may try to maintain it with dignity
Any word of dishonor may upset his integrity
He might have not expected such eventuality
Some one has to enter into fray and stave off the situation
There can not be peace with its continuation
it has to be brought down with strict hand
You can never live with such negative trend
Being eldest I had no patience to wait
it was disturbing and threatening to seal our fate
There was none who could bring it under control
the result was clearly seen as writing on the wall
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Wish and Pray
Wish and Pray
For permanent stay
In life, in move and in any corner
Try to water it like Gardner
Pledge and make it known
It is wish of your own
Come what may, we shall stay together
Knit the life in beautiful way not to wither
What else we do in our real life tenure
Strengthen the bond and make the future
Not all may be lucky to have everything
But one must be contended for some thing
Sometimes you compromise in selection
You are compelled to restrict your action
You go for something like stability
There it may prove your real ability
What is there to share and carry on?
Real problems to be faced and blown
Wish it continue with all the blessings
Try for all the best and prove good human being
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A worth living
Lif e is full of adventure
There lay our future
We must have some means and ways
Ot definitelely shows and paves
We mave some problems with the present
So many things in life may be felt as absent
But this is temporary phase and would disapapear
It should grip our mind with fear
We must have some stake
It should make you you strong but should not break
It is also not like sweet cake
We should live alert and awakae
It can not be lived with ideals
The aim and goal must be real
You got to be practcal and wise
As it is full of promise
You may find many changes
You will have to adjust and manage
Friends may not remain friend
You have to find logical end
You have ability to lead
The aim must be clearly read
It may earn you bread and means
You msut go out for clear win
Every one tries for better prospectus
This process has to remain continous
The life may prove erronous
But you have to prove the onus
You must pick the positive hints
Try to find new and leave behind some prints
It may help you at some points
Somewhere you may break and somehwere able to joint
Life is worth living
It has lead us into believing
It has purpose and definte message
We must un derstand pick from the page
There is absolutely no harm
Try to maintain relation good and warm
It msut be always full of enthisiasm
It should never be taken over by passism
Love to live and enjoy the moments
It hardly needs explanation or comments
One has to make it simply beautiful
Only joy and enjoyment should be full
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It Will Be Unfortunte
It will be unfortunate
If I fail to visualize and relate
Whole of my life to new generation
As how it should find correct selection
It is not important how much you left behind
Or gave them memorable living of some kind
Or what kind of comfort you gave or offered
As it will be later on completely altered
They won't be able to withstand out side pressure
Life may totally look bleak and unsure
Each penny may come after hard struggle
Life may seem big mountain in dense jungle
Keep them semi starved of all luxury
Keep them under check but cause them no worry
Little of realization may certainly build the confidence
Sudden poor condition may not make them tense
I had earned reputation of being miser
Even though I was affectionate and remained near
They will come to me and ask nothing
But I may sense some problem and offer something
It is our duty to see that they are properly trained
Out of our past life they have definitely gained
It will be good experience even if don't have to face
Such awesome difficulties and involve in mad race
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Not too high
One should not aim high if there is little doubt
It must be based on sound and seemingly concept
To learn from own experience and base the facts before
Wise man gets result on hand there fore
Think of your own ability and go ahead
Only real one is to be thought over and lead
What even if something turns wrong
Nothing comes out easily even for cheap song
Even birds go to the limited height
They know how much to carry as weight
It needs careful planning and formulation
As it has some bearing with relation
You may fall down like stone
If you plan haphazardly and alone
It will not give you any kind of answer
As it is not exactly to the truth or near
“Stretch to your limits” Legend goes on saying
In the long run it may not be worth paying
It may have pain and sufferings at the end
If one remains under illusion and doesn’t change trend
To aim for high is best quality
To work hard in that direction is proof of your ability
But certain things you must leave to fate and almighty
This is called wise step and there lies its own beauty
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The Wonder Of It All
In the time it takes for us to blink our eyes
somebody is born and someone else dies.
The way of the world is through life and death
all that exists is nourished by food and breath.
In just a fleeting moment so much goes on
it’s a wonder for our mind to reflect upon.
Yet all that ever happens has a beginning and end
in the vastness of time and space it has to contend.
What is life about and our purpose on this world here?
Is it not to grow and expand, to realise something dear?
We all have basic desires to achieve one thing or another
a sort of instinct or legacy through our father and mother.
In self knowledge and expression we all reveal the way forward
one step at a time or in leaps and bounds we come closer toward
where this impulse of life leads us or directs each one to go
while the emphasis is always to learn, live, love and to grow.
In life we all have to face situations by which we gain or lose
yet it depends so much on our ability and freedom to choose.
If we see beyond our present circumstances it’s a positive sign
and experience may prove that there was only an imaginary line.
In relationships there are certain things that we all come to know
whatever doesn’t appear on the surface, otherwise hard to show.
To cultivate or develop the best in ourselves and others is a worthy ideal
though many people have a tendency for the false instead of what is real.
There are so many aspects of life we take for granted or even miss their point
in our daily struggle for survival whoever we are or find ourselves at this joint.
It takes much discriminative knowledge based on experience to come out ahead
at the end of each day be able to relax or rest and even sleep soundly in our bed.
We’re all prone to the malady of living wherever we may happen to be
as long as we don’t make it harder for ourselves or others in being free.
And in seeking the right solutions to those problems or dilemmas that we face
we should realise them to be relative not just to one particular time and place.
poem by George Krokos
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School
Why I am being pushed to school?
For refining self and not looking fool,
To stay away from home and look cool,
Or to learn the system how to pass stool,
May be all they are right,
So I don’t stay home and fight,
Always disappear from their sight,
Break precious things as sign of might,
Mom always tense and furious,
Still keen to know and more curious,
Never look so hard and vicious,
Always aware and more conscious,
I struggle hard to know myth,
Why I am pushed to keep clean teeth,
Mom looks kind but always dictates,
Funny stories and incidences narrate,
In school I find another character,
Gorgeous and good looking teacher,
Kind but Stick in hand and terror feature,
After all I am told he will shape the future,
But difficult to learn why I stay so wild?
Entry in school makes me mild,
Enough big rooms and run in field,
Make me feel necessacity to build,
First lesson in school to lead life double,
More to learn and make me able,
Why I am so naughty in home and notorious?
School calms me down and feels so curious,
Whatever be the reason sounds so well,
Never have I thought it is another hell?
So much to see and so much to tell,
Try to raise more and suddenly fell,
Mom always says I am beacon and future,
Offers her sweets and sincerely nurture,
Love and harsh but symbol of mixture,
All lovely words of advice to make me mature,
Leading a life with distinction dubious,
Reason not known but seems so obvious,
They may have the experience previous,
May be world wants not to make me pious,
Make me feel at home but not at home,
Run aimlessly and in streets I roam,
Funny with the friends and always demand,
Things come ready and no one remand,
I learnt to live with ease and calm,
Teacher may say rise but not as palm,
Be as tree heavy and laden,
Stature high with approach Bolden
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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