For No Fault
It is nice to greet a person with good morning
That gives sound reciprocation with no warning
Any man may move visibly with nice address
The happiness then can be seen on the face
'Nice weather here´ she addressed me as dear
I considered her as reliable friend and felt no fear
I said 'nice evening here with rain clouds over'
She was feeling little irritation for finding a cover
'I am persecuted relentlessly for no fault'
She started by saying it and came to heavy bolt
'My son is taken away and put behind bar'
'I have been pushed away and shunted very far'
I learnt from her that such thing is happening in liberal country
Where people are right conscious and value for liberty
'The state police are after our liquidation'
'I fear lot and anticipate more pressure with intimidation'
I was getting no pitch to get it right
Why at all she had to struggle and offer fight?
'I may have to flee the country leaving behind my dog and son'
They are making excuses to frame us with false reasons
I found out her to be literate with knowledge as translator
She was working on pay roll with some religious center
State authority might have found some objectionable material
So was the cause of all irritation and start of troubles
'I fear for my life and they may kill me anytime'
'I want to flee from this country at given time'
But I shall not be allowed and my son may be killed
Nothing shall occur on this earth until He has willed
I believe in human rights but individual must too respect
The prevailing laws and behaves in no detrimental acts
You loose then all rights in any manner to react
The best way is to prove before authority the real facts
No country can ill afford human violation
It has direct bearing on diplomatic relation
If one involves against human code
The situation is likely to explode
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good To Know
Good to know
It is good to know all
Acquaint nicely and pay a call
Accept or reject by simple choice
Never fool a person with false promises
World is full of different people
Some extend help and others create trouble
Yet we accept them as mere compulsion
There is full knowledge but we raise no question
It is equally good to love everybody
But that should not be the botheration for anybody
If they poke unnecessarily and interfere
They should be told frankly without fear
In doing so you may avoid the company of few
Pay scant respect and never accept their views
In normal dealing that may stand good
The difference or choice is clearly understood
We may be feeling uneasy with lot many of them
We have no means to tackle but receive unnecessary blame
Such people cause irritation in mind
We go all out to shut the door and wish never to find
Some are irrational and few may be really concerned
They may come to rescue when really cornered
Any assistance, that may be needed, is sincerely offered
It is nice to reciprocate in a manner even if opinion is differed
We will have to choose the people of lesser evils
Some may try to over impose and try to grill
Yet human mind is such that you can't avoid
We have to meet the challenge and fill the void
We may want to disregard someone but can't do
The situation may force us to reason and pass through
That may create irritation but serve the purpose
In that case we must know the human art and put in use
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Better Be Good
If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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I am proud to be white
My two dogs patrol the yard
from side to side
and walk along the wall
with the street
to and fro
as if they at any moment expect
a threat
or armed invasion
and I have moved the mailbox
for the poor postman
to do his duty in safety
and it’s quite clear
that lawful authority
is decaying
and the country is more insane than mad.
Black policemen walk eight
next to each other in a shopping centre
and even when I stand pressed
against a shop’s window
to avoid them
they still bump into me
and when I let them know
that the walkway doesn’t belong to them
with a submachine gun
they turn to me
because I am white
and this intimidation I laugh off
even when I have to
give a statement
for my stolen car
to the gate guard
on the outside of the police station.
So near to a black police state
I have not yet seen
and still for this nonsense I am not afraid
and know my rights and the law
and these people will never know
how much I love my country.
I am proud to be white
and my language, culture, norms, values
and humanity differ so much
that I never
want to be another colour.
Even when I am now
a third rate citizen in my country
which claimed
military service from me
where there are discriminated
against my human rights
and where from time to time
I am without an income and a job
since I serve an almighty Lord
who sets governments up and let them fall
and who gets solutions out of impossibility.
[Reference: Lawful authority decaying: “Ethnic hatred is the result of the terror that arises when legitimate authority disintegrates.” Michael Ignatieff: Blood and Belonging Croatia and Serbia.]
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Enough of turmoil
The country has witnessed enough of turmoil
The public anger is on rise and mood boils
No one feels secure in present day leadership
The sea is not rough but threatening the ships
How to cope up with immoral forces?
They are roaming with honor without any remorse?
This is the scene of today’s politics
No morality, no principles and ethics
Who will bell the cat and save?
What country has not done for them and gave?
Poor are still poor and face with cruel misery
Who can think of little respite which is essential and necessary?
Don't be disheartened with recent happenings
It is good omen and nice beginning
The big heads are exposed for wrong doings
They will be shamed their human being
No notes may save from public ire
They will provide examples for satire
Country can not be bartered or traded
Punishment for wrong acts is now really dreaded
They will be on run and we may rejoice
People have no good option or choice
Students, industrialists and woman are not secured
Country’s future is not at all assured
When revolution takes many heads may roll on surface
They may have to reply to people and certainly face
The coming days may prove very crucial
The movement can not be called prejudicial or racial
It has backing of popular will and support
They can’t suppress their voice and resort to
Such action may prove their waterloo on ground
Such outrage and public defraud is never found
The country can be put on top of everything
No person is allowed to do contrary or something
People can tolerate it to a certain level
They have given them enough time to perform and excel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Would Be So Nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet, sometime
Everybody wakes, and in the morning
Hot tea and cant stop yawning
Pass the butter please.
Have you ever read the daily standard?
Reading all about the plane thats landed
Upside down?
And no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
Everybody cares about the weather
And everybody should know better
What a waste of time
Everybody lives beneath the ceiling
Living out a dream that sends them reeling
To a distant place
But no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Town & Country
Written by dewey bunnell and gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Touched by a butterfly on my way home
Flying who knows where
Walking down that dusty road
Without a care
The sun was shining up in the country
And bells were ringing downtown
Clouds were moving slow and lazy
While I was kicking around
And feeling out the town and the country
Feeling out the town and the country
Up on the hill I got a better look
I watched the river run brown (watched the river run brown)
And then I heard those songbirds singing
The country sound
When I got home I sat in my kitchen
And turned the television on (turned the tv on)
The news wasnt good so I didnt listen
I started clicking around
Thinking of the town and the country
I was thinking of the town and the country
Thinking of the town and the country
In the morning everything will be the same
Open up your world (watch the children play)
In the sun or rain
Thinking of the town and the country
A thinking of the town and the country
I was thinking of the town and the country (fade)
song performed by by America
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Goldie By Name
It is good for health to miss
To feel some thing short of kiss
But a nice feeling and belonging
It is how one should feel with nice beginning
I have always missed beautiful friends
They have brought joy and happiness till the end
Some of then have stayed for longer time
Some of them have left in between sometimes
Neither has it had to do anything with social standing
Nor with the attachment of secret understanding
It is the feeling within that makes person to miss
Always wish for progress in life with happiness
One of my female friends has lot more to do
She had some thing special to prove true
I compared her to that of 'Cuckoo' bird
As she had nice voice cord to be heard
I still tease her as goldie*
I sharpen attack by add her as an oldie
She is in fact gold mines
Rich in culture and language she clearly defines
Not all people can endure your senseless attack
But she is liberal and lays stress to attach
More on human qualities than anything as personal
This I consider as human asset than with any trouble
She has appetite for occasional poetry
I go on large way with full flow from battery
I don't know how far I may survive in this race
Yet I have lot more to reveal than to hide on face
Lucky people are those who have many or less friends
One should long for large contacts with conceptual trend
It may help to know the mind of people living very far
As we see wide sky with twinkling small stars
I sum up by saying simple word
I miss all and wish to look forward
It may not become possible to meet them in person
But yes we all can feel good with very good reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Have No Human Rights
They blow us up they shoot us down,
They have us frozen with fear,
We let them preach hatred on our streets,
Yet still they are living here.
Why, you ask is this the case,
Is our country really blind,
Known terrorists roaming free,
We must be out of our mind.
They take our housing and benefits,
But we've not to make a fuss,
Despite the fact their only wish,
Is to kill everyone of us.
If I hated a country with such bile,
My residence just wouldn't last,
If I couldn't accept their way of life,
I'd get the hell out fast.
Yet Britain is such an easy touch,
They know they've got it made,
For affording them freedom and democracy,
Contempt is what they trade.
While they're being allowed to preach,
That all westerners must die,
When we try to throw them out,
They go to court and cry.
They portray themselves as warriors,
Who love to cause us alarm,
Yet when we try to deport them,
They claim they're scared they'll come to harm.
This shows them up for what they are,
With our rights they've been empowered,
Yet they refuse leave a country they hate,
That is the mark of a coward.
We can't extradite to America,
Regardless of how many they kill,
There's a chance that they might execute,
While we don't have the will.
They will use the very laws they hate,
To throw dirt back in our face,
While we sit back and let them,
It's a national disgrace.
Our laws these bastards preach against,
Shows where their morality sits,
They're not only bloody cowards,
They're a bunch of hypocrites.
What rights do they give their victims,
Who will never have any choice,
None is the easy answer,
They have taken away their voice.
As for legal fees we pay their bill,
While they sit back and laugh,
British lawyers making millions,
Paid by the government on our behalf.
I think it's time we let them know,
No ifs, or buts, nor mights,
If you want to practise jihad,
'' You Have No Human Rights '
My Country
Was it just a dream, were you so confused
Was it just a giant leap of logic
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear
Methods were the motives for the action
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
Did you save your face
Did you breach your faith
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail
When human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape
Did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
I know, yes I know
Its written on your soul
I know, we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision
Its a case of black holes, pocket holes, soul holes
And did I hear you say...
(hirst)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Freedom at last
Many years have been passed since we gained independence
It was not solitary case or mere simple incidence
It had come to end after centuries of subjugation
And achieved after prolonged struggle for status elevation
It is dram come true from slave country to a sovereign state
Finally sealing of billions of people’s aspirations and fate
Joy and cheers for whole of county and to breathe free air
With complete resolve to take on millions with care
Soon country may have a sigh of relief from foreign rule
The feeling was running high with addition of rumors and fuels
We were going to be master of our own destiny
A role entrusted to new occupants but desired by many
What we find today after freedom struggle?
Has it brought any material change with troubles?
Are we in real sense free and move without fear?
Has it not added more woes and agony to bear?
Nothing has changed in our own homeland
We are homeless and alien in our own land
No roof on our top and illiteracy rate very high
We are left alone to fate as high and dry
The gulf has been widened and poor are made to suffer
We have shown them day light dreams but have nothing to offer
Ordinary man can not have two square meals a day
Our dreams are shattered and hopes are dashed away
Farmers commit suicide and uniform people are gunned down
Law and orders is nobody’s concern and certainly well known
People were never dejected even under occupation forces
Today we have nothing but fear, deaths and only remorse
Still we are better than those dying daily praying in holy places
Whom to pray and whom to trust rather than feeling pity for races?
What a mosque or what a church to go in for asking peace!
The sentiments are at low ebb and human relation on freeze
If this is what it goes by definition then we may desire tyranny
At least democracy is not misunderstood and looks funny
Country’s wealth is cornered and sent abroad for future use
Country is burning at home and no means available to defuse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Attica State
-"it is my pleasure and privilige at this very solumn moment to introduce a young man and his wife.
Who saw fit to put down in music and lyrics so that it will never be forgotten in our country, by anyone, the tragedy of attica state.
There's no more that i can say, ladies and gentlemen. i would like to introduce you to john and yoko lennon."
-"i'd just like to say, it's an honour and a pleasure to be here at the apollo and for the reasons we're all here.
This song, yoko and i wrote, is called 'attica state'"
One, two, three, four!
What a waste of human power,
What a waste of human lives.
Shoot the pris'ners in the towers,
Forty-three poor widowed wives.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Media blames it on the pris'ners,
But the pris'ners did not kill.
"rockefeller pulled the trigger,"
That is what the people feel.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Free the pris'ners, jail the judges,
Free all pris'ners ev'rywhere.
All they need is truth and justice,
All the want is love and care.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
They all live in suffocation,
Let's not watch them die in sorrow.
Now's the time for revolution,
Give them all a chance to grow.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Come together, join the movement,
Take a stand for human rights.
Fear and hatred clouds our judgement,
Free us all from endless night.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Attica state, attica state,
We all live in attica state.
Attica state, attica state,
Attica, attica, attica state.
-"thank you, aah, thank you, thank you, aah,. some of you, eh, wonder what i'm doinh here with no drummers and no nothin' like that.
Well, you might know i lost my me old band, or i left it. i'm puttin' a, i'm puttin' an elecric band together, it's not ready yet.
Ah, things like this keep comin' up so, i just have to busk it. so i'm gonna sing you a song now you might know
It's called 'imagine'
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Attica State
-"it is my pleasure and privilige at this very solumn moment to introduce a young man and his wife.
Who saw fit to put down in music and lyrics so that it will never be forgotten in our country, by anyone, the tragedy of attica state.
There's no more that i can say, ladies and gentlemen. i would like to introduce you to john and yoko lennon."
-"i'd just like to say, it's an honour and a pleasure to be here at the apollo and for the reasons we're all here.
This song, yoko and i wrote, is called 'attica state'"
One, two, three, four!
What a waste of human power,
What a waste of human lives.
Shoot the pris'ners in the towers,
Forty-three poor widowed wives.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Media blames it on the pris'ners,
But the pris'ners did not kill.
"rockefeller pulled the trigger,"
That is what the people feel.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Free the pris'ners, jail the judges,
Free all pris'ners ev'rywhere.
All they need is truth and justice,
All the want is love and care.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
They all live in suffocation,
Let's not watch them die in sorrow.
Now's the time for revolution,
Give them all a chance to grow.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Come together, join the movement,
Take a stand for human rights.
Fear and hatred clouds our judgement,
Free us all from endless night.
Attica state, attica state,
We're all mates with attica state.
Attica state, attica state,
We all live in attica state.
Attica state, attica state,
Attica, attica, attica state.
-"thank you, aah, thank you, thank you, aah,. some of you, eh, wonder what i'm doinh here with no drummers and no nothin' like that.
Well, you might know i lost my me old band, or i left it. i'm puttin' a, i'm puttin' an elecric band together, it's not ready yet.
Ah, things like this keep comin' up so, i just have to busk it. so i'm gonna sing you a song now you might know
It's called 'imagine'
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Look Not At
Look not at what he or she appears
They are the same since years
Their sweet voice ring constantly in ears
They are our real brothers, sisters and neighbors
I never saw ugliness
But read only happiness
When they spoke few nice words
That was as if blessings appeared from the lords
What we all need in real journey?
When not needed wealth or money?
Few words do the real trick
When we have strong resolve to stick
What makes us to feel for outer show?
May be some irritation when it grows
For a face unfamiliar or with ugly appearance
That has been given by almighty at once
Who can undo it for any good reason?
But an individual can be nice person
Good at heart and full of compassion
That is all needed now for good relation
I used to read lovely messages
When they may speak nothing due to old age
But I catch the intention when look at
Their eyes seems full of thanks when fully set
What can be good if beautiful face turns cruel?
With nothing in store to express or tell
I love ugly people (God forbade me)
Who always love and pose no trouble
I wish to be one among
Even if they go anytime wrong
I shall cherish their inner beauty
When they speak little but with blessings from almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Attica State
What a waste of human power
What a waste of human lives
Shoot the prisoners in the towers
Forty-three poor widowed wives
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Media blames it on the prisoners
But the prisoners did not kill
Rockefeller pulled the trigger
That is what the people feel
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Free the prisoners, jail the judges
Free all prisoners everywhere
All they want is truth and justice
All they need is love and care
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
They all live in suffocation
Lets not watch them die in sorrow
Nows the time for revolution
Give them all a chance to grow
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Come together join the movement
Take a stand for human rights
Fear and hatred clouds our judgement
Free us all from endless night
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Attica state, attica state,
We all live in attica state
Attica state, attica state,
Attica, attica, attica state
song performed by by Lennon John
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Tea Party with Principal Sir! !
What a nice tea party!
Cakes and coffee
Organized at Bangladesh International School & College
For the meritorious students of this school
Oh! Our Principal Sir Col Md Anisur Rahman Chowdhury!
Encourages the students very much
Give us rising hopes
Guides us to the right path as a good human being
What a talented person he is!
He has many dreams with this school!
Scholarship and Talent batch are being awarded by Him to the students!
Such a dedicated and hard working person he is!
We are trying our best to prove our talent!
Our Principal Sir is trying to make our country and school famous!
In such a way so that our country and school are known in the whole world!
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Nice
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
Verse 1
Take the beautiful sting of a scorpio,
A careless smile and it begins to snow,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
That I've got this thing about you,
In case you don't understand,
There's something else I meant to tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 2
Staying up with the moon,
And walking home in the rain,
Mixed with your perfume and never twice the same,
I got a lot to lose but everything to gain,
When I really think about it You haven't got a clue,
It's all that I can do to hide it!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 3
Did I already say?
Because you make me forget,
I might as well be brave and tell you,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
Will it hurt as much being true?
I might as well be brave and tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Yeah i'm feeling,
And it's feeling So nice!
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Innocents Shed Lives
'The days of divine rights of kings' have gone
Their monopoly to rule also has been undone
Lot many countries have adopted world charter
Where equal rights for all have proved as good starter
Weak political system has given the room for dictators to rise
The whole system has been pushed aside and resulted in breach of promises
Promises given to people of the land to rule as per their wishes
Alas! That has remained distant dream and all hopes remain dashed
Entire globe is divided into two systems
Yet it does not suit to their design and ill will stem
Dictators seize powers and pirates rule the sea
Very pathetic condition all over world to see
How many innocents shed lives per day?
How many soldiers loose their precious lives on the way?
Their vehicles are blasted and road is blocked
In friction of seconds many lives are smoked
Terrorists strike at their will and keep humans as shield
They have sway over limited land yet find open field
Not all efforts are paying any dividend for world peace
Life is very difficult for poor people to live at ease
There may be many people like me feeling helpless
Yet we cry over liberty and bring smile on face
Many activists rot in jails for no fault or crime
What next should be our goal or aim as prime?
Let there be system if any country chooses?
World should not bother as no threat it poses
Let there be no violation of human rights
Rest all can be avoided to fuel the fight
If need be lawlessness can be curbed with heavy hand
This beautiful world belongs to all and must prove as heavenly land
It is not the role of any class or country
We are here as special missionary of the almighty
Let doves fly all over globe with message
Small branch in mouth to speak nothing
Let world witness real message behind
Search the soul earnestly and find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Say Something Nice
Say that you like me the way I am
Just take some time out to understand
It may not be much, but I do all I can
Say something nice
Id never do it to one of you
Id say something nice if it wasnt true
Id make you feel better when youre feeling blue
Id say something nice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice
I wanna hear that Im beautiful
But you wouldnt say it even if I were
Wearing my diamonds and a coat of fur
You wouldnt say nothin nice
Tell me you think that my hairs real nice
Dont stand around and just criticize
Cant you understand that when a person tries
You say something nice
And its oh so hard, oh so hard
To listen to the words that you say
Oh, say something nice, just once or twice
It wouldnt hurt, dont you see
I wanna hear something nice, say something nice
Say something nice, just once or twice
It dont hurt you at all, say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Say something nice
Say something nice
And its oh so hard, and its oh so hard
And Im dying to hear what Ive never heard (fade out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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All That I Hear
My head clearly ached for while
As he was far and away in miles
But I hand just hung up
After making brief talk and covered up
He was felt as if so near
I was turning confident with no fear
He was breathing near by
I had to just feel it without making any try
I need not murmur now
That was happening any how!
He was felt despite being miles apart
I was finding new light on the way to be a part
How great feeling it is!
It is not words of his
Yet they come as if from inner heart
Real feeling with beautiful start
I had chosen him not by look
But something special had struck
He was now ruling on whole of body
As if to become important and somebody
We may become one tomorrow
Yet that has to happen and be allowed
Yes I am sure of its happening it any time
I miss and die for him all the times
Water was deep and shallow
That must make me swim and allow
To float over it with nice dreams
And skillfully guided by sun beams
I am not sure of real love
Yet I hold on with trust and believe
That takes me away from pain and relieve
All bad thought now that can't deceive
I shall hold on and move
All apprehensions may be allayed and removed
He will be mine one day
And that I how I am dreaming away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No sir
It is nice to be addressed as sir
It adds to glory with different color
Person feels proud with achievement
Nice to rejoice with happy moments
Generally we give respected to aged persons
It has some feeling with reasons
We have parents at home and reminds of their presence
We respect any one when see them at once
It has remained tradition to accord honor
Either with excellence in field
Or some high position held
It is traditional to be known as specialist in the field
Let people honor your age
It is token gesture on page
What else they can offer?
As they have seen you rise and suffer
Not age only grants you respect
Even though that has been given to you in fact
People see in your a great strength
Take as much advantage as possible before death
So let them have opportunity to address
See the smile and honor on your face
To morrow they may take pride in having you as sir
As the time, days and even may pass the years
It is humbleness on the part of person to fee odd
When addressed often as sir or to that high of god
It takes away closeness from the known people
So it is preferred to remain free from any trouble
It is good when someone is placed at the top
There should not be any attempt to stop
Let people feel proud of a person who is one among them
To be known as diamond and priceless gem
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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