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For Such a Chance

Oh, dear an inch can clinch
Your position for being as such
You can be kept at bay
Taking all chances away

I have longed for such a chance
But failed in all attempts even at once
Despite being ever green and beauty
It has always remained such pity

What and what not I had dreamed!
Loneliness like poison I have consumed
Counted all stars in the night
Yet it has not proved me right

I lived whole life in this false world
No one bothered about me and even turned very cold
I was abused from the beginning
Event though I was smart and shining

Garden has full blossom and its height
All roses are fully opened and presented beautiful sight
But what was I to do with beautiful nature
When nothing was going right and seemed very sure

What is it to me even if she is like fairy?
If I can’t see her with my eyes daily
Even though she is inclined to stay
I must find really suitable and reasonable way

But amidst uncertainty, I find ray of hope
There is thin possibility and full scope
She may find the reason and opt for my hand
We may again walk freely hand in hand

I now realize the importance of some relation
Sometimes it may pose pain and so many questions
Yet there is nothing like loss permanently
One must adopt reasonable path but oppose vehemently

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Scenic Garden

As I walk with your hand in mine, I see the most beautiful paradise known to man,
My eyes water at the magnificence of this garden like land,
Everything looks as if it’s a dream beyond the farthest span,
Let’s take a walk through paradise as I hold your hand,

I can see that majestic fountain that sits in the center of the garden of glee,
I observe in awe as I see the water flow gently down the steeps,
And it seems as if this is all made up in a dream,
But the reality is that in this garden of glee is where the angels sleep,

I’ve never seen something so beautiful in my life,
It looks as if the heavens came down to enhance my dream like sight,
The flowers are so scenic of pink, yellow, red and white,
This wonderland is so beautiful the plants blossom in the night,

As I walk with your hand in mine the rain drizzles gently to the ground,
I listen closely and I hear the birds chirping in the most beautiful of sounds,
I’m surrounded by magic in this beautiful garden all around,

Then I turn to you and lay my lips on yours,
I close my eyes in the process and realize it’s even more beautiful than before,
What I’ve realized is that, this magic garden isn’t the most that I adore,
It’s your hand in mine that I’ll hold forever more.

poem by Kurt Kacich
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Go-Alone

One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free

You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out

The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead

One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck

You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped

You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase

You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way

It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty In Essence

I read beautiful sentence 'beauty is joy forever'
How best to understand 'beauty lies in the eyes of beholder'
I was restless and decided to search
But I had imagined it as beyond reach

God only knows how to define beauty
He has created it and certainly is his duty
I shall have to feel or be the part of beautiful universe
If I am granted black color then it should not be the cause of curse

Oh God! What a project I have taken on hand?
Not even almighty has tried to understand
It was freely distributed on earth by nature
Many flowers have come up in garden to reassure

'No, it can't be as simple as that' I was amused
I opened eyes but in misbelieve refused
Why was it not attracting as it should have been?
I thought for a while but lacked the power to be called divine

Wherever I moved and tried to guess
I saw the same power with divine face
He was there in each particle
Each one speaking itself as independent article

I found beauty in black eyes
With same attraction and force it tried
Not that white lacked any appeal
But black represented nothing to repeal

I raised my hands and looked at his mighty power
Only rain god had the blessings to offer
Bring life and beauty to earth in general
So many appeared quickly and many disappeared with funeral

I tried to read and decode the beautiful language
I was not young enough to understand that page
Where all the material was available to feel beautiful
But I found it at no place and remained unsuccessful

I find each object better than the other
Among the females I could see only mother
In the garden I could find only rose flower
Where else I need to go now to find beautiful cover?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Christmas Is Almost Here

(Livingston Taylor)
There's a hand that's old and rough
And it's holding on
To one that's new and small
Whose life has just begun
Hand in hand
Young and old
Calm each others fears
Christmas is almost here
There's a rocky road ahead
Two people walk alone
Wondering in the fading light
If they can find their home
When hope is almost gone
A distant light appears
Christmas is almost here
Almost here for those in doubt
For those who must remain
Left behind when love goes cold
And shifting life makes change
Almost here for dreamers
Who think that there's a chance
That they will find their music
And a partner for the dance
There's a dream that doesn't die
Now we walk as one
Justice has a gentle hand
And love is like the sun
The darkest night is past
And by the stars we steer
Christmas is almost here
Christmas is almost here

song performed by by Carly Simon
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And take me....

Walk along and take me to shore
Shower the love and words some more
Is it not the love a heavenly gift?
Why there should be ignorance and complete shift?

I longed number of years for your company?
I expected your warmth and need to accompany
Why there should be distrust even if any?
Love should be the only concern to avoid many

You were not hollow like endless sky
I dreamed a lot and never asked why?
I used to hide the face and felt very shy
It was earnest desire and very good try

I shall hold you till the end
Always ready with flowers and messages to send
Take me on the sea waves to swim across
Let there be no danger of any kind to pose

You take me to ride on your powerful wing
I lean on your solder to whisper and sing
You may hold the sway on my kingdom as king
How to express the joy as lucky most being

I shall be ready to share your sorrow
Do everything at my disposal for better tomorrow
You afford me a chance to with your forever
I shall do whatever is possible however

You are the only one who can taken in refuge
I am not in position to decide or refuse
You may have inclination but with different views
I know only one thing that my love is very much overdue

All beautiful flowers are ready to boom
I have decorated them nicely in room
I don’t know how really spring can blossom
You will be really looking unique and handsome

Unconsciously I was dreaming in day light
I think it is natural and perfectly right
People around may consider it as sheer madness
When I may be seen moving with sadness

I have no reason to feel insecure
You are fully aware and made it sure
It is sufficient to make me feel at home
Hand in hand to enjoy and freely roam

May be this is called heaven on earth
To fulfill the mission is the reason for birth
Why not make it beautiful and of real worth?

I shall not fear from any set back
I too shall my head to Him and sincerely thank
It shunt’s have been possible to find you easily
Though I was unprepared and acted silly

I may not live long but rule for ever
Heart and mind will always act together
It is clear win for two peace loving soul
Clear drive with only goal without any foul

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I need not explain

I need not explain my conduct to any one
As I am responsible for everything done
Human being alright but sole master
All the acts to be performed as an actor

Many times I receive conflicting signals
Soul and mind doesn't synchronize its arrival
One may say go outright and other may restrain
I shall then pass under confusion stage with pain

It has lot more to do with reasonable stand
Somewhere with the fear that others may not understand
I want to make my life as living tale
So shine remains on face and doesn't reflect pale

I must be noticed as ordinary man
Hundred percent down to earth as human
Where god also must realize its importance
To come here as noble man and take simple chance

Earth is beautiful refuge to seek
Even god has felt himself as weak
Lots of pain undergone by human being
Same trauma felt by poor s well as the kings

I know I will be no more
The seconds after therefore
Who knows I shall be failed to anchor
Half way to sink before reaching the shore

I must know what I am here for
Live accordingly and log for
Search the reasonable way and live
Let there be any faith to believe

I may be called water bubble
Life full of agony and full of troubles
yet will power to survive and swim
Even for a single second never forget Him

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Were Never Truthful

'You were never truthful
Forget about being faithful'
She blasted me for being evasive
She refused to submissive

I was taken a back
As everything was at stake
Her eyes were fully awake
She was for real relation and not fake

Somehow I was able to manage
I felt her position as that of bird in cage
She was not weak in any sense
But of late she remained very tense

I preferred to go slow
As I expected bright tomorrow
She was expected to come down
As I had shown willingness to own

I might have erred in many ways
But surely had not gone away
She occupied central position
There was not to be any confusion

Yet it existed in her mind
I had no clue or idea to find
I tried my level best to know her better
But she had already turned bitter

I listened to her patiently
She was in rage presently
She won't hear a word from anybody
She had blasted me off already

Let me admit i love her from heart
I want it again with fresh start
I may be naïve with no love art
Yet I feel my pulse miss some beats to be a part

She will realize my plight
My sincere wish to be always right
I meant love to be only means
To come in terms and make heart win

I touched her hand and promised
Asked for apology and gently kissed
On her hand and reassured good relation
Now there was no reason to be angry with any question

She stared at me with lot many questions
She smiled gently but made no mention
I was her best friend and she knew it well
It was her right to be angry and everything to tell

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Helen

In a garden green we sat
My hand in yours
Yours held I
Roses around
Stars in the sky
Moon in full bloom
And the gentle breeze
Hither and thither
Move the blades of grass
The fire-flies flew
Around me and you
In restless heart of mine
The passion slowly grew
Closer I got
Pressed hand tight
No more in the world
Nor the nature's sight
The numberless glowworms
Around you revolved
In beauty and the charm
Resting on my arm
A newly wedded groom
Envious the moon
Jealousy in stars,
For resting on my arm
Was Helen of the Troy

poem by Jahan zaib
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On pilgrimage

Neither you are on pilgrimage
Nor on conduction of any voyage
You got to make it heaven
At the cost of you life even

Make it worth
Even if pain and agony comes forth
See that you have lived life
Even though it may have double edge of knife

Life on earth is really a blessing
You may find everything missing
There won’t be anything worth
Yet it is beautiful on earth

You may have free air
But still doesn’t look everything fair
You may have rivers plenty of water
Yet you may think it to alter

You may find high mountains
Still more height of it you may maintain
You may think always in term of gain
Get puzzled with little of shock and pain

So take it as chance to see and think
Everything here is not to sink
Take whatever benefit you can
Love the beauty of nature and become a fan

Nature may reward
If you enjoy and look forward
Think it is creation of almighty God
Every object may seem as beautiful as Lord

Your stay is for limited span
Swim over water as white swan
Enjoy every surface you come across
You may everything in his Cross

I, for one, may go for simple stay
Greet the things which may come on the way
Enjoy all beautiful things created on earth
I may enjoy even end resulting into death

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Funmilola

SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU WILL WANT TO KEEP LOOKING AT HER, HER SMILE BRING SMILE TO EVERY LIPS.HER EYES WONT EVER MAKE HER WANT TO LIE.HER BEAUTY IS LIKE A ROSE IN FULL BLOOM, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT WHEN OUR CREATOR THOUGHT OF BEAUTY HE SAW ONLY HER.SHE IS WONDERFULY MADE, GOD MADE HER SMILE OF THE SUNSHINE, AND HE MAOLDED HER HEART OF PURE GOLD, IN HER EYES HE PLACED BRIGHT SHINING STARS, IN HER CHEEKS FAIR ROSE YOU SEE.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT IF A THOUSAND PAINTER WORK FOR A MILLION YEARS THEY COULD NOT CREATE A WORK OF ART AS BEAUTIFUL AS HER.SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS VIRGIN SAND, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS RAINBOW FULL OF COLOURS, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS STARS FILLED THE SKY, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS BLOOMING FLOWER.OH BEAUTIFUL HER NAME WAS CALLED, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SHE SPEAK OF BEAUTY, SHE SLEEP IN BEAUTY, , SHE WALK IN BEAUTY, SHE LIVE IN BEAUTY.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT THEIR IS NO FLOWER THAT CAN BE COMPARED TO HER BEAUTY, SHE IS REINCANATION OF AN ANGEL, FAIREST OF ALL, GODESS OF BEAUTIES, EXQUISITE BEAUTY LIKE SUNSHINE.

poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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Eyes Of A Child

The Eyes of a Child, so innocent and pure
A Child's heart is full of song
Take their tiny hands,
And lead them to the light
As Adults we see the pain in the world,
And sometimes it don't seem right.
But through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
..the Beauty of their smile
Adventurous and wild.
Life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
So, don't give up
Even when the road seems long
Just find that child inside you
You've got to find you.
Spread your wings and fly, to the brightest star
If ya want, I can even get my friend Steve to detail your car
for about twenty bucks.
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
But still i cant find you!
An eye on my hand!
Where have you gone girl?
An eye on my hand!
I'm coming up behind you.
Eye on my hand!
Don't turn around now,
Cause I'm right there,
I'm coming up behind you!
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
We've yet to realise,
The bastards they really are!
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
But it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.

song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Love and hate

I failed to understand your love and hate game
Neither should I try to follow it nor to blame
Since you have not said it openly or put me to shame
I shall give you no chance for another charge to frame

I clearly see no visible lines
There is hardly appearance of happy smiles
You try to show nothing on your face
I feel threatened and surely out of race

I over heard you saying to some of the friends
You were cautious but not unimaginative with trends
It was not your style to give up so easily
As you had dreamed of to pass it of happily

This all proved to me very much puzzling
I was not happy even with slow rain and dazzling
It appealed me nothing but added concern and worry
I thought something unusual may happen to feel worry

You may have your own reservations
But I was unaware of any such indication
I could go up to certain level but not to desired depth
It was driving me nuts and uneasy to take even breathe

I could hardly dare to venture into shining eyes
It was very bright as if showing colorful butterflies
I could find no rain or any kind of rainbows
But yes it had so much magnetic pull to show

You stood there restless with full of pain
You were sure of emptiness in my brain
She gathered the strength and sent me smile
I did not waste a second to walk for mile

We were hand in hand and moved ahead
Some one was sure to provide the lead
Even thought I had failed to grasp or read
She was fully alive to the situation and not dead

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A barren way

You did lot of survey
Found nothing to your dismay
It was brazen and barren way
How you could enjoy and have any say?

Flowers have their own way to grow
Open up in time with color to show
Fill in the air with fragrance and flow
I am determined not to spoil them and have taken vow

It is nature’s law to allow timely season
Spring may not come early without any reason
It may also vary from person to person
It is only love that comes from father to son

We may go in for beautiful scene
We may come across many things which are never seen
We may wish to develop strong bond and are very keen
This is correct approach and it has always been

Do nothing which spoils the core
Take the lead for ships to anchor
It is wise steps to search for means
Trust the people and find the friends

Go all out and explore then avenues
It may add to income and revenues
The fortune may try to smile
If you seize it and go for while

Let others may block your way and stall your move
They may unseat you and try to remove
Your Endeavour must be to stay on and fight
It must find its way in this context to go right

There may develop little snag or hitch
You may not be able to carve out way or reach
Still it may not remain as forgone conclusion
It has to find its way for its inclusion

Let river find hr carved path to flow freely
Meet the bank and pass of merrily
The trees may bend with joy and acknowledge
What a happy union without developing any wedge?

Life has to move on without developing any relation cracks
We must trust and offer support and if necessary to back
This may prove to be a healthy move with some noble aim
You may then be in position to advocate and claim

If we go after it and burn from within
The chance for success may recede and look very thin
It has to have its fair try and must meet with success
It may then be called very good beginning with shining phase

Life my turn hostile and prove very hard
It is our duty to attempt for good and look forward
No one can come to your rescue if you lack support
You may always fail in attempts and fell short

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be Mine My Love

roses are red
violets are blue
flowers so beautiful
they remind me of you

so beautiful to behold
so soft and sensual
a flower of such beauty
that makes me short of breath

a wild flower you are thats for sure
untamed and full of life
lighting up my life

if i propose will you become my wife
for my love for you is like a vice
one i find i gladly need in my life
you my flower you my love

take my hand as you have my heart
make me the happiest man alive
on this world of ours.

poem by Graham Russell
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Wish for divine light

Wish for divine light

Who says world is not beautiful?
Not full of wise people but more of fools
Friends and foes but not cunning
Applaud your feat when you are winning

Meet only ten each day and talk
Pick the old people and careful walk
Try to pick their wishes and hear
Wipe out the eyes if you find even single tear

Dear, there is enough of joy if you find poor in street
Give nothing but offer few kind words and greet
Listen to blessed words if they ever fall on ears
You may find rest of the life with blessed years

You may come across beautiful faces with good shine
Like red roses with enough of charm and looks so fine
Don’t involve in race but simply ask how are you?
Who know you may good companion and through?

There is enough in near by to keep you in jovial mood
You need not waste time in visiting affluent places for food
Share it with your less privileged friends and exchange words
Promise them to return in near future and look forward

How many people you may come across like this?
Possibly can not be counted and may certainly miss
Yet see the magnitude of this figure when it swells
The rest of the story may be sold and tell very well

I have seen people getting rich with hard work and dedication
Yet you won’t find happiness on face or give slight indication
You can’t win the world with so much wealth and grand show
It may push you away from main stream and they would love to throw

It is rightly said “you may go empty handed”
You had nothing in hand when on earth landed
Ask from almighty about beautiful stay and pray
“Lead me o, lord” and direct the steps on the way

I close my eyes when get time at night
I assess the day’s routine and think right
I visualize the futility and resolve not to fight
Knell down before him and wish for divine light

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Flightless (age 16)

*On that glorious night an 'Angel' appeared
With eyes as green as the exotic mountains
The 'Angel' sparkled like the beautiful stars that the world got trapped beneathe
Soaring through the gental hum of the night breeze
The 'Angel' saw the most beautiful 'Fairy' ever seen
All life had stopped as the 'Angel' flew down beside the beauty
The 'Fairy' was laying on the ground with broken wings
Startled by the 'Angel', the 'Fairy' sat up with tears of emptiness
With each fall of pain, it stained the earth; it stained the air
The 'Angel' looked upon the 'Fairy' mesmorized at those 'burning eyes'
Gazing up at the 'Angel' with complete adoration
For the 'Fairy' had never seen such beauty, such gorgeousness
The 'Angel' stood there infatuated
They both fell into eachothers eyes; into their souls
As though the rest of the world had been obliterated from all existance
Eye meets eye, beauty meets beauty
The 'Fairy's' pain vastly turned to passionate respect
So much energy without a single touch
For it would be a Dream to be touched by one so ostentaious
They closed their eyes and percieved eachothers soul
Inches away from one anothers warmth
They looked longingly into eachothers mysterious eyes
Then the 'Angel' grabbed the 'Fairy's' hand with passion
The 'Fairy' touched the 'Angel's' velvet skin
Such exoticness filled the air as their mystical souls embraced
They were captivated only able to see one another
The 'Angel' of beauty held Me closely as we erotically kissed under the moodlight
For his intoxicating eyes, his glorifying smile, and his gorgeous mind is all that I needed
He helped me fly again
That 'Angel' helped me fly!

© 2006 JESSICA C. GALVAN (All rights reserved)

poem by Jessica C. Galvan
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Three Friends

Of all the blessings which my life has known,
I value most, and most praise God for three:
Want, Loneliness and Pain, those comrades true,

Who, masquerade in the garb of foes
For many a year, and filled my heart with dread.
Yet fickle joys, like false, pretentious friends,
Have proved less worthy than this trio. First,

Want taught me labor, led me up the steep
And toilsome paths to hills of pure delight,
Trod only by the feet that know fatigue,
And yet press on until the heights appear.

Then loneliness and hunger of the heart
Sent me upreaching to the realms of space,
Till all the silences grew eloquent,
And all their loving forces hailed me friend.

Last, pain taught me prayer! placed in my hand the staff
Of close communion with the over-soul,
That I might lean upon it to the end,
And find myself made strong for any strife.

And then these three who had pursued my steps
Like stern, relentless foes, year after year,
Unmasked, and turned their faces full on me,
And lo! they were divinely beautiful,
For through them shone the lustrous eyes of Love.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Gentleman Coward

I felt pain in heart when turned down her proposal
It was not out right dismissal or disposal
Yet it firmly indicated that I was not her man
She had told number of times that she wanted to be my woman

She gazed at ground at stood silently
She did not reply but heard me patiently
She thought for a second and shook my hand
No problem dear “we can still stay as friend’

I don’t know how much I had hurt her
But certainly it was no good news either
She had banked on me heavily
And now I told her to accept it hurriedly

She tried to look in my eyes but got no clue
Her face tried to look in my eyes and view
I remained stone faced and took no note
As I had already put a hole in her boat

We parted in good spirit but to see if time permitted
I sincerely thanked her and whole blame admitted
Yet there was some hidden pain on her face
She regained composure and did not try to chase

Many years have passed since then I haven’t heard
Not even single message was received or read
It was hard to forget but I was under compulsion
There was uncertainty with lots of confusion

She is pushed far away from my memory
I wanted to feel whole heartedly and express sorry
“No dear, feel no sorry and regret” she could heavily reply
Let past end here and resolve no more to state

I have heard nothing about her since then
I wanted to know about her very often
I saw her one day in luxury car
Even I had little glimpse and was little far

She is better placed person today and doing fine
I am only person to be blamed who tried to undermine
Wracked the relation and brought disrepute to holy relation
She had full faith in me and had accepted equation

There was no bad intention on my part
My inner conscience has stopped me from the very start
I was sure of not doing better in coming days
So I had no other option but to part the ways

She was fully inclined and had known my position
She fully understood the situation but resented disposition
I was gentleman coward in her eyes and no more
She was determined in her approach and merely deplored

* to retrace steps in anticipation is cowardice*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pain behind

I could see the pain behind
I can understand easily find
Those were days when I was so amazed
When your eyes brightened and blazed

I had no hope of coming near
You were so reserved and I had fear
Still you considered me very dear
Gave everything in return to bear

I look back those years
Very nice and melodious sound in ears
Your talk seemed full of inspiration
You did so much to strengthen the relation

I am not closing eyes or turn blind
I find you most lovely and very kind
I had promised full love and care
I find permanent refuge and prefer not to go anywhere

I from my heart love you deep
Promises I remember all and keep
You are always in mind and occupy
I enjoy it quietly and it really multiply

I keep my self busy and render service
I am working day and night like device
It is all for your well being and steady
Life must be on and must be ever ready

I am doyen for work and observe
I have earned the position and deserve
It is not mere gesture or symbolic
I prove it and stay as workaholic

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Walk The Dust

I find youre on my back again
Cause your husbands weighing you down
And you say you find it hard to cope
Feel like leaving and not going home
Sister I thought you were stronger than me
But I guess youve lost the way
And I see your confusion oh so clear
Yet you love him more each day
I want you to find a reason
To walk the dust
I want you to find a reason
To walk the dust
Nothing has changed
Youre still the same
Are you willing to walk the dust
I guess that its too soon to tell
But I wish that youd wake up
Cause somehow you still believe in him
And you give him all your love
Seven months already gone
Do you feel youve let yourself down
And all I can do is sit and watch
Watch him change your mind
I want you to find a reason
To walk the dust
I want you to find a reason
To walk the dust
Nothing has changed
Youre still the same
Are you willing to walk the dust
Take my hand theres still time
Take my hand theres still time
My head is filled with words to say
But I only find them slip away
I know its hard to let it go
Take my hand
Take my hand theres still time
Sister take my hand theres still time
I know its hard to let it go
I know its hard to let it go
Take my hand

song performed by by Texas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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