From start to an end
I have precious thing in my possession
I have got it from heaven as concession
I always prayed from God for generous heart
I feel it is with me from the beginning or start
I wish everybody is blessed with
So much is commented upon it is surrounded by myth
If person is having all the comforts at his disposal
The life will be useless if lacks the courage to accept good proposal
There are gloomy people to be found around
Some of the things are difficult to understand and find
They shed the tears over somebody’s success
Their only remorse is not having that much access
I have come across some of the good saying
No one may actually go in for buying
The time has come for all the difference burying
The need or importance is already lying
What we had you had in or possession that has been lost?
What we have gained so far and at what cost?
What are all things may accompany when we depart?
I could name a single thing pointed out to me from the start
I have decided to spend whatever I have
For the noble cause when it needs to behave
If all prefer to go blindly for material benefit?
Who will care for Poor’s aspirations and meet
I may prefer to render few pieces of advice
It will be good on my part to be wise
It will definitely be appreciated if something I acceded to
We may be doing something worthwhile and very true
Many festivals fall during the year and peacefully pass off
We may be spending lavishly like cigar’s puff
It is good to enjoy the occasion but in true spirit
At least keep mercy at heart and love when openly greet
So many may be wishing to celebrate it with fun fare
They may not have means to go any where
You may find half clad person’s on the road
Living happily though with compulsion and carrying the load
I wish if I can share their one tear
That may give some feelings to bear
One of the cruelest factors of real life
Where everything is like sharp edge of knife
I may not have enough means to share their burden
Unhappiness and miseries that has befallen all of sudden
If I can cry for moment and participate for a second even
I shall consider my self as worthiest human being then
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The State and Property are the great embodiments of possessiveness; it is for this reason that they are against life, and that they issue in war. Possession means taking or keeping some good thing which another is prevented from enjoying; creation means putting into the world a good thing which otherwise no one would be able to enjoy. Since the material goods of the world must be divided among the population, and since some men are by nature brigands, there must be defensive possession, which will be regulated, in a good community, by some principle of impersonal justice. But all this is only the preface to a good life or good political institutions, in which creation will altogether outweigh possession, and distributive justice will exist as an uninteresting matter of course. The supreme principle, both in politics and in private life, should be to promote all that is creative, and so to diminish the impulses and desires that center round possession.
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What Love Mean To Me
When you are in love you have to put hundred percent into relationship
When you say I love you should mean it and not joke about it, it's not funny
What love mean to me
Are feelings you felt for the first time with that person
You should cherish that person good because
They going be gone out your life without you even realizing it
If you lost that chances
You got to learn to work to it out and figure out on your own
Do what the other person wants to
Try new things and take risk with one you love
You got to learn trust the other person
Being with someone you been waiting for is so magical and beautiful
Don't let that person slip away
You might not get that second chance
Try to do something nice or romantic for that person
What love mean to me
Is enjoying life and share happiness with your love one
We all will get in argument with each other
Then we start thinking about our exes or just go somewhere to think
At end it be fine or not depends on situation went on
You shouldn't let that get in the way of having each other
You should make compromise with your love one
You guys will work something out as along as you guys meet in middle it be good
One day you guys want to get marry and start a family or just have each other
Chemistry and sparks will last forever
If you go back to memory land and found out
Why you guys fall in love in first place and
Just want each other forever and always
If you learn from mistakes
Life won't be difficult
You need just learn to open your ears and eyes
You should never lie in relationship then it's not really one
Love should be on top of your properties
Don't let friends and work stop you from being with that person
No matter how hard things get
You guys can overcome it together
What love mean to me
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Step mother
Is step mother altogether different from real mother?
Every time this question emerges and bothers
Whether real or step mother the vacant place can’t be filled by others
It is woman who has heart to offer as kind feeler or soothers
It is very difficult to offer motherly affection
Hard to swallow bitterness as nothing is left for selection
One has to undergo rapid change and adjust to the situation
To share the grief even if there is real infatuation
You may like and love your own kith and kin
There is no love lost and always wins
You care for love and offer in return
Many things to forgo and many things to learn
Kids need enough care and love from both
you must have allegiance to God even without taking oath
To offer best love and attention at the cost of discredit
Even true love offered may need observation and merit
People will not appreciate good gesture and sacrifice
Motherhood needs recognition and need to suffice
Step mothers are always blamed for nothing
If no good name can be given then at least praise something
What does she get for playing this noble role?
Bad name and discredit for work as whole
Not easy to play role of wife with different approach
Many may meddle in the internal affairs and unnecessarily poke
It is holy task than holier
Many have played the role successfully even earlier
You should be careful and not to be choosey,
Task is not to difficult but not also very easy
It has never been appreciated in past
Apprehensions always persist and doubts cast
Single individual may not live to last it long
Indeed difficult position to be found and appreciated among
Who needs the step mother most?
The children who have dearly lost?
How does husband spend time and at what cost?
What is so important in life and what is must?
Life becomes dull and dry and without any aim
Not a single man will boost happiness or claim
It will be simple word game and all the blames
Whole system will be on fire and flames
Woman bears heavy brunt and finds it difficult
She is at receiving end and has to share the insult
God only knows how she copes with such ordeal?
She is doing tremendous work and makes life real
Lets us pass all the respect which ever is due
We may not know the situation or have any clue
Woman has very big heart with all the kindness and love
We must bow our head and her greatness simply believe
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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False Pride
I claimed for every single achievement
Boosted a lot and felt it as memorable moment
Took false pride and acted as if I was whole and sole
Alas! I could understand the myth as whole
It is generally proclaimed that good deeds always help
Save from some kind of disasters and come to the rescue of self
Person remains unconcerned even if something turns out to be against
As self confidence and full contentment doesn't allow further twist
What are we trying to project before world?
Superiority complex or about the things so far untold
It is known since ages that men has always remained choosey
Not cared for anything but shown keen interest in money
Can we ever claim and assure the full proof of success?
If so then why some of the clues are left behind as traces
Guilty people are caught little later much to their annoyance
People are brought to the sense and reminded about truth at once
We are just a medium and excel with blessings
Some of us might lead the life of rich man or king
It is a fact and generally believed in good faith
Life is certainly taken as temporary phase to be ended with death
I feel little awkward when people try to prove contrary
It has no relevance in real life and totally unnecessary
Even if we have fortune in abundance at disposal
We act as miser and turn down any good proposal
It has different joy when we silently enjoy
Employ honest means and avoid any ploy
Think that you are fortunate enough to have it at your end
Look sympathetically; spend generously among poor, relatives and friends
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In This Human World
In this Human World we live in ourselves with others we compare
But of what it takes to be a good person many do not seem aware
Few aspire to be better people though at what they do they want to be best
Many know of material success though many do not pass the good person test.
In this Human World we live in an often used word is success
As we seek the approval of others and others we want to impress
But most seek the success that comes with material possessions is this what life is all about
The idea of success to the majority is something that's open to doubt.
Few see success in helping the less privileged or for showing for them that we do care
Many see success in wealth accumulation yet too few for others their wealth does share
We come into the world with nothing and we cannot take our money with us when we die
The idea of what it takes to be successful is an idea that's based on a lie.
In this human world that we live in for material success many compete
Where many crave for recognition of being the wealthiest one in their street
But being the wealthiest person in your street or owning the biggest house or car
Does not tell us that much about you or of how good of a person you are.
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A human weaknesses
What if some thing is earnestly said and not done
What if silently witnessed and gone
What even if good words spoken and not acted upon
What will it cost if merely lip service rendered and undone
I shall think of all but do nothing
Search for personal solace and try for something
Still personal ego come and tries to obstruct
Not to obey but only to instruct
I try to be human
But later on blame as helpless woman or man
With noble start if any body can?
Try to love self and be very good fan
Try to be selfish as much as possible
This trend can be made reversible
One may feel contended after its contentment
It may then be satisfaction for that moment
Until you know the distrust you can not trust
It is paramount to know and is must
Any thing untested can be commented upon
It has to be tide over and own
To love a self is to love for others
You may know the odds and bother
How great will be pain for unknown?
Until it is loved by self and known
What is wrong if pursued in wrong direction?
What harm will be done if that is made rectified action?
It is important to learn from the past mistakes
The end result may be tested as sweet cake
Everyone praises the glorious events
No one looks upon failure and the hard attempts
The success has come after initial failures
It has contributed a lot for making it sure
It was probing the mind all along
People may adversely comment if something goes wrong
Only bright side is praised and appreciated
It is all the more same for the work initiated
We are made to suffer at the hands of fate
Any help or advice comes very late
It helps to boost the morale
It lands into success with different tale
Even if some help is offered partially
It will make substantive change really
It may have hidden blessings for the good efforts
The person may feel at ease with comforts
We all are gifted with human weaknesses
Some one can come out of it with great success
Most of us will be down with so many hurdles
Life is seen as temporary phase like water bubbles
We try to play safe without being hurt
Avoid the violence if there is spurt
It is easy to keep away from trouble
Think over it peacefully and try to be humble
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Age Old Dilemma
It has remained and been age old dilemma
But spelt well now by others and Dalai Lama
What we had understood about real life?
Was it merely passing time with very good wife?
That may be one good aspect
We failed to understand it and respect
It has always been a mystery and mirage
Lots of thesis can be written on long pages
Think of poor people who have nothing eat!
Look after family and children with two ends to meet
Very difficult to understand the philosophy in real terms
When situation is so tidy and cruelly turns
He has no where to go but fight to fill hunger
So much rage inside with lots of hatred and anger
Whole world seems against and remedy for poverty
Where is the time to remember good thing and almighty?
Those who have enough of means try for more wealth
They need enormous even at the cost of their health
Humanity is just farce and no value for human being
They want to have sway allover and rule as king
It may be naïve to discard such theory
It is cause of concern and worry
We spend the life in pursuit of money
There leaves less time to enjoy the honey
Life comes to an end when everything is in hand
Lots of relatives wait for speedy departure at the end
Since you have failed to realize happily with wealth
They want lion’s share after your early death
This dogma has remained for ever and may continue
No one has come out of it even after repeated review
It is mirage hunt that keeps us in fray
We are running after it and always going away
Some individuals successfully come out of it and enjoy
For them life is mission and should be continued with joy
It is likely not to come in thousands of years
So live up to full length even if some agony comes to bear
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Good morning Boss
Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart
It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way
In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,
I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work
I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?
Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed
it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass
If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords
After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost
Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence
It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence
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Abuse And The Aftermath
So now I walk these loney streets
My family, they cannot dry these tears
Nor give, rest for these tired feet
Nor calm these ever present fears
For I have seen that life
Which gave those tainted hearts
And guile which makes every thing gray
And so alone in life, I seek too start anew
I look for a new way
I wanted my family to know that
And that
Life goes on no matter what
And that These truths cannot be quelled
For true memories and true love are
Never to be forgot
For within my heart they'll always dwell
So I keep walking, some lonely street
I keep searching, to find a-way
And every night as I start troubled sleep
Love's promise, for me tomorrow... tomorrow will
Be a better day
And so I awake and I start anew
Knowing that my love
Will always be there...for you
Now these words I give to honor
So that my family may share
I just wanted them to know
How much I really did care
And for love, I'd go back there
and I'd rexperience all that pain
I'd do-it in a moment
If all your love I could gain
For you are my real and only family
And this I can never forget
Nor depart
For true love, is true love
And true love will never leave
Even from me, and this broken heart
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My Good Sister
Greatness of a person is not measured by riches
Real importance lies in what the heart truly wishes
Accomplishing big things without love is useless
Continuous blessings when wasted become pointless
Enhancing one's wealth is not your sole dream I guess.
Boldness of character is not a guarantee
Right thing is made if applied wisely to see
A fulfilled future that secures good retirement
True happiness is not living in too much luxuries
Overwhelming zest is the freedom from worries.
Resources that you share for sake of charity
It will be marked as gesture of good quality
Of one real sister like you who is Godly.
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The Loss Of A Child
Dear God we ask,
Take care of our little child,
Someone who means so much to us,
So beautiful, so gentle, so mild.
A battle fought when tiny,
To stay upon this earth,
A child that was very weak,
From the moment of the birth.
Our prayers were sent for healing,
We gave thanks every day,
For the time the child was amongst us,
But alas, still was taken away.
You have taken the one we worshipped,
To your home in heaven above,
I am sure you had your reasons,
For taking someone we love.
My child I know you are hurting,
You feel life is not the same,
You have nothing to reproach yourself,
You were not to blame.
God took back to heaven,
A rare and beautiful flower,
He has planted it in his garden,
Will surround it with all his power.
The spirit of your child,
In heaven will develop and grow,
To be surrounded by those good people,
Will be surrounded by those you know
Although you have lost the material,
The spirit will be strong and true,
The good times you remember,
Your child will be close to you.
poem by Malcolm Bradshaw
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Wisdom and Knowledge
“Knowing others is wisdom and knowing yourself is enlightenment.”
How could a shy girl speak like this with so nice comment?
Well I could judge about her sharp intelligence and brilliance
She was at her full zenith and came to be aligned with variance
“Stand up for what you say and assert “
These were not the words spoken at the concert
These all came from well balanced mind’
I decided yet more to make bid and find
She had all the blessed vision
Not at all with double mind sans confusion
How could she say” would go rather in dark”
But not in light if that needs good start
You rested the idea with her contention
God understands language without any mention
It is how you sincerely project and prevail
Otherwise there is smooth passage for sail
Life seemed to her a learning process
Only you simply wanted the easy access
If that was showered upon you by almighty
There was no way of blocking such natural beauty
It is nice to a know person who is at distant place
Some times we are misguided by looking at face
You can’t judge a person his noble or bad intentions
Yet we know about it by our own inhibitions
To know a person means to scale height of mountain
It is difficult to lay hand on information and obtain
Even though that may not be difficult in context
It can’t be hidden or kept secret under any pretext
As I saw her keeping eyes and heads down
She had contention and observation of her own
Even though it may not be harmful to see through
It gives to many doubts as how it can be true
Life can prove very difficult if seen with restricted angles
It may form tragic and even love triangles
Yet we are used to it and carry on with resolve
Settle in life with problems and peacefully solve
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Strange Ways
Many people have strange way of meeting
With heavy face and deep frown, offer greetings
Good at heart but fail to show happiness
Forced try to come out of isolation and loneliness
Never mind meeting less people but share their views
Let them feel you are sympathizer among few
You are not here to gain their sympathy
But to share worries, agony and apathy
Life is worth only when you are involved in it
Light too may be seen only when lamp is lit
Feelings are also felt only when there is little gesture
Respect is also when only when you have fix tenure
You can earn fame only after hard work or dedication
Lukewarm response from others is also good indication
No one simply acknowledges your contribution
It is only for your hard efforts in distribution
'Live and let others live' should form the basis
It may lead to peaceful existence and avoid crisis
You need not speak yourself as work may reveal
Everything is open to judgment when nothing is to conceal
It is considered as achievement and good art of living
Fine blend of relation developed with and neat weaving
That is how one may comes to be known as very humble
His ideology may not need introduction with preamble
There is no big price tag for showing goodness
It must be seen as gift from God or holiness
Let inner strength find response with easy access
Life may be termed as worth while with grand success
Nothing may go wrong if one sincerely tries or attempt
There won't be immediate response or action prompt
Society or circle may recognize its real importance
It may have its own weight like any heavy substance
Many people go and opt for open confrontation
Use bitter words and enter controversy and altercation
They themselves mayn’t know what they are trying for?
Find no place to stand even at home or with neighbor
Is it not futile to try for worthless things?
Are we sure of attaining it for something?
Will it not cost dearly for our well being?
I shall prefer to be poor rather than being king
We are not here to behave as strangers
Sometimes we act like teenagers
Go for easy pick and quarrel
Simply accept wrong for real
Life itself is very strange with so many ups and down
Many may rot in streets and others may have crown
It is not important how and what you inherited?
But how you delivered and your work merited
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Are You Coming
Could it be someones telling lies
Or could it be that Im getting wise
Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide
I caught myself but youve lost all pride
Im not going with you
Wont you come on with me ?
See your world in a drift fly past
So good the feeling you want to last
Im not going with you
Would you come on with me ?
Im not here to watch day and night
Or to hear you drift out of life
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some (good)
Im worried for you
But you not for me
When everyones living
I know where youll be
If I should listen to your proposal
Put my future at your disposal
Promise me youll keep yourself clean
Cut yourself from your mid-day dream.
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline and
Feed you some good
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Are You Coming With Me
Could it be someones telling lies
Or could it be that Im getting wise
Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide
I caught myself but youve lost all pride
Im not going with you
Wont you come on with me ?
See your world in a drift fly past
So good the feeling you want to last
Im not going with you
Would you come on with me ?
Im not here to watch day and night
Or to hear you drift out of life
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some (good)
Im worried for you
But you not for me
When everyones living
I know where youll be
If I should listen to your proposal
Put my future at your disposal
Promise me youll keep yourself clean
Cut yourself from your mid-day dream.
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline and
Feed you some good
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A day to start
What a day to start with in cold!
Brisk morning walk with new day in world
Life means something enterprising and new
Enough time at disposal to think and review
Nature is not lagging behind in its initiative
Everything around is in true sense objective
What cuckoo has something to do with morning melody?
When everyone is tight asleep in bed has business of no body?
"Good morning "I look around to see sweet address
Some younger and elderly people greet with smile on face
With no grievance, ill feeling or unhappiness
I feel great part of this beautiful world in such case
The leaves make little move with wind's blow
Gentle air makes fragrance move and flow
It has unique charm when you are really fresh
Whole of energy is stored in mind and ready to dash
We must thank almighty for whatever has been given
At least fresh air keeps mind really to be driven
It keeps all thoughts to one side and enjoys the greatness
Free from all worries and escape from worldly mad chase
Certainly when you greet a person at the start of the day
Think of goodwill and blessings that might be helping on the way
It is only think that human being needs in true living
"Live and let others live" with true faith and believing
When we greet certain people, the magnetic circle moves
It creates good will around and any kind of ill feeling is removed
All main religions too advise to show the smiling face
Even in adversity to stick to the ground and chase
It is to be borne in mind that each morning id different
The change is visible and is really apparent
The opportunity is on hand and considered as heavenly sent
We should take it as chance in life and enjoy as scent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An obsession
I have so many things in my possession
diamond, gold silver has not created any obsession
The wealth is multiplied without any efforts
the laden ships are still landing at ports
Everything is taking place at very ease
but it does not give me joy or please
People address me as wealthy man and tease
I am eager to use it for noble cause and release
What makes man to enjoy the moment?
the beautiful happenings around or hectic movements?
the worldly affairs or natural climate
which of the things stay near possibly to state
The noise atmosphere and wordy duals appeal no one
it has never found favor with poor, rich or any one
I had everything in my possession
still i prefer to stay away with clear obsession
You can never influence a person or mass
they are distinct and super in their own class
They have full freedom with total integrity
they know what is divinity and serenity
You may donate large sum for noble cause
it will not create deep impact because
you have been blessed with wealth
it is going for charity and good health
It may satisfy to the extent of donation
still it may not quality for equation
the wealth might have come through inheritance
it does not carry much weight or substance
The poems or songs created in His praise
leads to likes of many and enough to raise
your status as beloved and nice figure
no one could have got it for sure
The wealth may deplete and show the bottom
You may feel poor with unimaginable symptom
the verses and creations may take you to people's heart
what an innovative way of living near with lovely start
No gold or jewelry will grant you enough access
it may lie in abundance or in excess
it may still bother you as having very less
you will be suffering from tension and stress
What you loose as an ordinary poet?
much to gain by remaining very quiet?
no one can steal any of golden creation
as it is instrument for their recreation
I have lived with both but enjoyed only one
it has altogether changed my behavior and tone
I have touched the ground to experience is depth
it has enough of everything to be felt with strength
The music may never die out
you have nothing to fear or face the rout
there is uniqueness to feel about
it is proving as health tonic to feel stout
It takes you to a far off land
You can not fear for life or see anybody's hand
it is just an elevation to feel satisfaction
This is very nice and good indication
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New Heart
Tears everywhere....
Hope that smile will appear after that
A little girl heart just wanna to write
Nothing to do with others
Only trying to learn
Only trying to speak
With her sincere heart
Finally she found true love
Love without asking someone to return
True love means share
True love means understanding
True love means that you love without asking
True love means sacrifice
Feels hurt
Feels rude
Feels unfair
But it's true love
And it means universal
Use your heart not your eyes
If you are looking for true love
Thanks to friends
Thanks to my mom
Thanks to my brothers and their nice wife
Thanks for my sister in law
who gave to my mom a wonderful nephew
Thanks for my uncles and my aunties
who stand beside me when my daddy passed away
Thanks for my husband who share tears on our sadness day
Thanks for neighbors and friends who give me a ride and foods
when i don't have enough money without push me to be a beggar
That shows me the unlimited of true love
I feel lucky to have many true love in my life
Good bye year
I feel very bad at loss of something very dear
It may be even happy moments attached with the year
Each New Year has got it sown importance
We regret not catching with it when it has left at once
It is irony of the fact that nothing remains permanent here
Still it has got its importance and leave the impression somewhere
Nothing can be carried for long as it has to fade out in course
Every moment is to be enjoyed with the precious time of course
We develop close alliance with the passage of time
It may develop hot and cold relation sometimes
It may not be marred by short comings or bitterness
The feeling is something unique with its close up and fineness
We can assess about goodness or badness when it is not with us
It can be neighbors, friends, parents or relatives
We spend enough good time and stay together
It is one of the good moment altogether
These things take shape in particular time or year
Some of the bad things are refused to be believed by the ears
You might have been taken by surprise at sudden success
Fortune might have smiled all of sudden with unbelievable access
“It is said past must be buried and forgotten”
It reminds us of our glorious past often
Time can be unfavorable or failures might have marred
The person has ability to stand up again before he is debarred
I will bid good bye to a passed phase
I might have not spent the time with ease
Still it was race against time with no loss or win
It was all the time live and we were positively in
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Starts with the Year 2000
This was the beginning of another thousand year,
Started with a number 2, where chaos eventually will disappear.
This is the number of order and harmony,
Good or bad, all will be organized, which is the irony.
Our existence is a mixture of yin and yen,
Every one of us is on a different road to the everlasting garden.
Those, who want to be too good, always attract the bad,
Which means robber and robbed are in that same bed.
Someday humanity will learn not to try so hard,
Let go, follow feelings, play the game of life with an open card.
For some goodness and kindness will take over,
Only blessings shall be the part of the wise traveler.
In this moment let everyone do his/her own game,
They all have to learn not to attract problems that same.
Start a new life; attract only health, good living and true happiness,
Be yourself, forget opposition, open up for the truth
And be fearless.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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