From the outset
It may be known from the outset
Whether it is artificial or preset
Until it is given human touch
It may have same fate as such
Until you feel not safe and secured
Until you don't feel pain endured
Such things may emerge in mind
We all writers must certainly probe deeply and find
What we write for public consumption?
It is not wholly bases on assumption
It is linked to the ripples rising in soul
It is not wild cry in night by owl
Pure word jugglery may not help at all
It is responded purely to inner call
The thoughts in mind and try to reveal
There is no use to force or to conceal
Artificial flowers may not have fragrance
They may look good but won’t appeal even at once
Real flowers may be open with full boom
Mind is well opened with enough of room
I shall present the poetry with full touch
It must contain human feelings and pain as such
Not based on imaginary lines but on real facts
Where people are committed to behave with acts
I will neatly orange views in orderly ways
My inner songs should be aligned with hope rays
It must light other souls to synchronize with trend
Then only it may look as if refined with amends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Artifical and real
The tears of crocodile, can't be seen,
But told in epic and legend as a clean,
Image with polluted metaphoric illusion,
In the tropical rain forest capitals, people planted,
Fabulously decorated trees of palms and flowers,
Out of fossil fuel, mad made jungle with flyovers,
God made man to the current man of intelligence,
God made brain to the chips of mother board's reign,
Compelling smile of the concerned individuals,
Concerned calls from the human of convenience,
Flowers are beautiful, but they are painted and shaded,
To bring out the non existing glow of the women,
Exhibition of acquired wealth and status,
Comfort out of swiped cards and credit,
All really not look real, but artificial.
The tear of needy human is real, not artificial,
The cry to be employed is real, not artificial,
The weeping in the closed rooms is real, not artificial,
The hope and expectation in the hearts are real, not artificial.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The artificial and the real
In this world, the artificial and the
Real mix, and sometimes it is hard
To distinguish one from the other,
So here is the gauge:
The artificial man does not bleed,
The real man does,
The real man is not afraid to love,
The artificial does not
The real flower has a dew and
Can be torn apart and gives off a scent
The artificial flower gives a blank
Stare at you
And there is no question thrown
Away
The plastic, the wax, the foam,
The flesh, the blood, the sweat,
The dust, the stiffness, the wires
The feeling, the softness, the veins
But you must beware, I may feel you
And you may feel me, but I can still
Be not real, but artificial in some subtle
Sense, in some secret ways, so what is
The real gauge this time? It is just you,
Be real yourself, and let them be, whatever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Poetry Is Simple
Poetry is simple gift from almighty
Be at heart kind with pity
Feel pulse of agony and pain
And also that of breeze and rain
Cuckoo may sing as usual
You may write as casual
Day may emerge and set
So poems are part of the life never to be late
Poetry doesn't come off with pen
It may write but lack depth then
It will look artificial sans charm
May look descent but without effective arms
It may have metaphors
Nice words with river and shores
Ship or boat may float over water
But situation may remain same and not alter
Poetry is poet's cry
That has come from sky
Even if sky is barren
It will shower with heavy rain
It is all in mind but needs impetus
Right thoughts with belief and trust
It may generate love and compassion
So hatred is pushed out and remains out of question
Poetry is culmination of pure thought
As if divinely flowing and honestly sought
Which turns heart into loving arena?
Where flows only flora an fauna
It has meaning behind
That an ordinary man must find
Understand when it is sung in public
Observes in mind like holy relic
There is no craze for artificial presentation
It is out of context and finds no relation
If you make people to cry over words
Then think about spirit behind and look forward
I have seen people crying
Over effective words and underlying
The importance of being so fair
In its usage and lovely fragrance in the air
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Artificial Light
Slow dancing in a disco,
Standing underneath the light show,
Illuminated by the artificial light.
I disbelieved it at first sight,
I couldnt tell if she was black or white,
It didnt matter in the artificial light,
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
First time I saw her she was easy to know,
She had nothing to hide, she put it all out to show.
She didnt cover up or try to conceal,
I knew the way that she felt cause her expression was real.
She didnt cover up the inside,
She showed it all on the outside,
Stark naked in the artificial light.
Everybody gotta learn to relax,
To be yourself you have to put on an act.
Get together in the artificial light.
And if I saw her in the light of day,
I wouldnt know what to say, I wouldnt know what had happened.
I only wanna know a world below,
Where we can be ourselves beneath an artificial glow.
And if youre scared what your friendll say,
And youre embarrassed by the light of day,
Get together in the artificial light.
Everybody let yourself go,
Everybody to a floor show,
Get together in the artificial light.
Artificial light,
Artificial light,
Artificial light,
Artificial light.
song performed by by Kinks
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A pulse from heart
V
Deep call directly from the heart
When to begin and where to start?
All claim and praise it as an art
I can only say it is inseparable part
I would love to sing
That may create melody and ring
In ears as unforgettable echo
The vibrations and waves In air to go
Stay for a while and spread the fragrance
Flowers to boom and bees to sit once
Such the honey and store in place
Only I reach for sweetness not to replace
I shout with cheers as sun rise
Sing a song with full of promise
let kindly lead me to light
prove me wrong if I am not right
Breeze is about to depart
I will have to make fine start
I breath in air as fresh energy
To release it in song and very easy
What are the words that may come out?
What will be the feelings that may be talked about?
I shall hear human voices to sing and dance
It may be thing to rejoice and feel at once
Let al the hands raise for appeal
Only for love and hatred to repeal
The age old wounds slowly to heal
The peace and calm to remain as real
I shall cry earnestly and feel
I want strong bond and deal
Let all say with one voice and seal
Have the toast and drink with very good zeal
Will it hang only balance?
Will we be looking only at fence?
I shall bear no grudge and wish
Deep sea but free movement for fish
I shall feel little guilty but not with shy
I may have number of question but not ask, why
It is wroth and calculated try
It is my pure imagination which does roam and fly
I can sing in pure devotion
That may bring everything in motion
People may think of leaving the crusade
Faulty thought of killing and hate
It may naturally flow
The songs may appeal and show
Heads in respect to almighty and bow
This is how we need to think and grow
My songs may reach to end of globe
The may travel without any probe
It may directly rule and show
This may be seen as crucial blow
Let I be hanged for no fault
Let my wounds be rubbed in salt
I shall leave no stone unturned
The love and respect may certainly be returned
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Unaware of the fact
I am totally unaware of the fact
As why it has deserted me to act
Why no words are pouring in as it used to be?
Why do I feel so helpless and not free?
Yes it is God gift to have grip on writing
No reason can be advanced for sighting
Everything is just before the eyes
One may not depict correctly even if he tries
Of course they may be deeply lying in corner
It has to come out later or sooner
But it has got no use if untimely composed
It will be simply rejected and totally disposed
Words can’t flow until it has free message
Water can not flow in river until has the passage
The well has enough of water in the belt below
It will remain there as it is and not allow
As the fingers move on the head in hair rings
It may generate melody and words may try to sing
It will send pulses to and fro and resonance may start
Align all activities in one action with live active part
As the earth has become barren
It may need fall of rain even
Dry words may find new energy in roots
The greenery may come up for good scenes to put up
Find it not hard to come out the songs
They may come at right time and not at wrong
Your heart and mind may keenly exchange
It will have good synchronization and able to manage
It will have full sweetness and melancholy
The depth of it may be felt and enjoyed wholly
Let artificial things cover as pure illusion
Poetry may flow with natural tune without any confusion
Poems are not just free flow of words
They are holy words spoken by lords
Not everybody can pick it with intensity
Only good poet may find its full use and utility
It may face temporary setback sometimes
It has too some lean and bad times
It may loose sometimes rhythms and tunes
The creator (poet) should not worry over it and fume
Give it a full justice to come out with some reason
Nature too functions well with every season
How the flowers boom in different colors?
The spring has quality to offer more flavors
Don’t be upset if some time the door is locked
Don’t lament if it doesn’t come up and try to click
It will find its way when cuckoo breaks morning silence
Your mind will be fresh and free from being tense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Artifical Man
Scene: After his capture, Flash is taken to a secret hideout to have
his brain cleansed, and his mind conditioned.
Flash, Mr. Black and the Mad Scientist sing:
Flash: I can't believe it's happening
I just want to stay the way that I am.
I don't want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr Black: Let's build an antiseptic world,
Full of artificial people.
Cure all diseases, conquer pain
And monitor the human brain,
And see what thoughts you're thinking.
Observe your feelings,
Secret fears,
Controlling everything you say and do
And we will build a master race
To live within our artificial world.
Tell it to the people all across the land,
We're going to build an artificial man
With the physique of a Tarzan
And the profile of a Cary Grant,
A superior being
Totally made by hand.
Throw out imperfection,
Mould you section by section,
Gonna make you the ultimate creation.
Flash: I can visualise the day
When the world will be controlled by artificial people,
But I don't want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr Black: Tell the world that we finally did it,
Made a man that's totally programmed,
Preconditioned thoughts and emotions,
Push-button artificial man.
Did you ever want to live forever?
Well here's your chance to be a total automaton
'Cos we've improved on God's creation
An outdated homo sapien.
Make you taller if you want it
Make your hair grow longer if you need it.
If it doesn't exist then I guess we can breed it.
There'll be no disagreements,
We'll dedicate our lives to achievements,
And organise your life and keep it totally planned.
Flas
song performed by by Kinks
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A unlucky ton
I had heard enough of figure thirteen
When I was small and in teen
I made pertinent query as to why it was such belief?
How come one number can be unlucky to give no relief?
Today I laugh it out as it happened to be my thirteenth tone
So much water had since flown and gone
The river water had become calm to reveal nothing more
I too had stabilized in writing and very much eager to explore
It gives some inner satisfaction as to what has been achieved
To write few poems at the earlier time was always shelved
So many wrote me as if I was rude, illiterate and misbehaved
I escaped all the fury and the scenario was truthfully saved
Many times I was shown the doors to hell
Even though I promised them to fare well
They had some sense of superfine gift
I did not want to question their ability and create rift
I heaved a sigh of relief when so many started to praise
Encouraged me to write more issues and urged to rise
I thought it prudent enough to rise to the occasion
There was no use to pull back and ruled it out of question
The poet is not a divine figure to speak all truth
Neither he should know the facts or have proof
It is purely natural wave that is trying to emerge
It may not appeal all but certainly urge
It is all about glorifying the nature
Human nature, pain and agony to endure
The love and feelings to find place and secure
Its importance and make it to be felt as pure
I have done nothing as such in the field
I did get some foothold and thin position held
It may find some favor on any another day
I shall feel happiness when I will have sway
It is on going process and may not end soon
The garden may be full of flowers with natural boom
I do not know what color I may represent
But I shall try to be of simple flower of present
I may die out or fade in process
No one may prefer to read or gain an access
The creation may not find the light of the day
I may be standing alone on the way
It may be unlucky but may prove lucky for me
The collection is day by increasing like a big tree
It may bear fruits in spring and exhibit to all
The fruits are laden, ripened and ready to fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Find
One (...) going down,
And then you slipped away,
One stop at a time (out of town),
We'll meet again someday.
Cause I,
I believe in love,
I still wish on,
Stars above,
I believe in love songs,
Yes, I think that they are real,
All you have to do is feel.
A chance missed for getting kissed,
I think there's so much more than this,
I will,
Guess I'll have to hold my breath and say..
That I,
I believe in fate,
I believe in good things coming to those who wait,
Although I'm anticipating late,
And all my hopes were beginning to fade,
When you will me,
How will we be,
This is only one,
Temporary find,
I'm sure before too long,
You will change your mind,
One find,
And this is only one of a many find,
I'm sure before too long,
You're gonna make up your mind.
I know all about it,
Well, I thought I did,
So I wrote a song about it,
And it goes a little something like this.
See now I,
I believe in love songs,
Yes, I think that they are real,
All you have to do, do, do,
You tell me,
All I have to do,
Say,
All we have to do,
Is feel,
Is feel,
Feel, so right,
Is feel,
Feel, so nice,
And this is so nice,
And this is so right,
And this is so right,
Right, find, and fine by me.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Nice Appeal
Why flowers have nice appeal?
Why do they look so natural?
Is it god's blessings for their appearance?
To observe them with keen interest is pure and lucky chance
We are deeply involved with day to day involvement
Find so many restrictions to make some happy moments
Some of us even don't have opportunity to see rising sun
Have feeling of morning breeze and synchronized it with health run
Flowers may appeal and attract
Yet we are forbidden to act
Pluck, keep for sometime and throw
Have fragrance for a while and experience blow
We as human being are like flowers
Enjoy it in open when rain dazzle with showers
Child age is considered full of innocence
But love is always there in its presence
With advent of young age
Your fancy comes out of the cage
You long for beautiful and lovely company
That is sometimes praised and condemned too by many
Young people find their own time
Choose the flower and enjoy sometimes
It is considered as sacred and heavenly sent
Bodies touch with bodies, curl and bend like serpents
Such is magic of beauty and totally unconcerned by any laws
It may have our blessing despite some dangers and flaws
Yet that has been accepted as natural act
We are meant for each others in fact
We may definitely weigh in favor of attachment
To bring about lovely union with happy moments
Yet we bleed some times leaving behind deep scars
Souls separate for no reasons and choose to go very far
With one passionate touch on forehead
Whole universe comes to our feet and felt by blood
Vanes expand to rush it heavily and send signal
Beware! Spring is round the corner and waiting for arrival
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life in isolation
Life in isolation
In no way it helps to be alone
You are constantly facing fear of cyclone
It may sometime never come and strike
You may only be dreaming and flying kite
You have accepted pessimism as only way
That is driving you miles away
From reality and pushing to the brink
It may further force you to sink
You can have no peace at all
When respond to unreasonable call
No one has succeeded in isolation
In seclusion alone without having relation
Life may come to standstill
The inner conscious may loose strong will
Even though you are in life
But always fearful of loosing with knife
Life is no life without company
This has been experienced by many
No one has appreciated it so far
We can’t lead the life by looking at star
Think of the fact that you are human
It is good quality of man and woman
The truth must be clearly borne in mind
There are ways to come out of it and find
It is clear tendency on your part to kill
Lack of strength, enough of confidence and good will
You must live by self but not alone
Those days are definitely gone
You are young and energetic
Life can’t be stagnated or made static
There is so much to live by ideals
Life may then seem as and real
If at all you are not told
Face the truth and be bold
Life is yours and soul must obey
This is how you find sun and bright ray
This fear is unreal and only exists in mind
Some of the bare facts may appeal even to blind
Rest your mind not on imaginary facts
Start new life and don’t hastily act
Make it sure that you are master
You must gain time and move on faster
Life is to be caught up with speed and zeal
It may make difference for you to feel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Artificial Man
Scene: after his capture, flash is taken to a secret hideout to have
His brain cleansed, and his mind conditioned.
Flash, mr. black and the mad scientist sing:
Flash: I cant believe its happening
I just want to stay the way that I am.
I dont want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr black: lets build an antiseptic world,
Full of artificial people.
Cure all diseases, conquer pain
And monitor the human brain,
And see what thoughts youre thinking.
Observe your feelings,
Secret fears,
Controlling everything you say and do
And we will build a master race
To live within our artificial world.
Tell it to the people all across the land,
Were going to build an artificial man
With the physique of a tarzan
And the profile of a cary grant,
A superior being
Totally made by hand.
Throw out imperfection,
Mould you section by section,
Gonna make you the ultimate creation.
Flash: I can visualise the day
When the world will be controlled by artificial people,
But I dont want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr black: tell the world that we finally did it,
Made a man thats totally programmed,
Preconditioned thoughts and emotions,
Push-button artificial man.
Did you ever want to live forever?
Well heres your chance to be a total automaton
cos weve improved on gods creation
An outdated homo sapien.
Make you taller if you want it
Make your hair grow longer if you need it.
If it doesnt exist then I guess we can breed it.
Therell be no disagreements,
Well dedicate our lives to achievements,
And organise your life and keep it totally planned.
Flash: I can visualise the day
When the world will be controlled by artificial people,
But I dont want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr black tell the world we finally did it.
& mad modified the population,
Scientist:put your senses and your mind
Under constant observation
Even when youre dreaming.
Replaced your nose, heart and lungs,
So shake me with your artificial hand.
We went and built a master race
To live within our artificial world.
song performed by by Kinks
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The Thoughts Unsaid (A screamo song)
You don't have to say it it's already a scar
You don't have to hear in your mind or your soul
Because these are: THESE ARE
The thoughts unsaid
The thoughts in all our
The thoughts that are (high voice)
In our head in our head!
This is the global addiction
This is the human condition
This is the global addiction
This is the human condition
Chorus
Give me the rush, make me feel alive
Gimme the rush, make me feel alive
Gimme the rush as I slowly die
Deaden my pain
Drum solo (3 seconds)
Deaden my pain
Drums + Electric guitar (3 seconds different)
Deaden my pain... With a greater pain!
Heal my heart with a bigger scar
Cause I like the way it hurts, (shouting) IT'S HOW WE ALL ARE
This is the global addiction x 2
This is the human condition x 2
Cause our actions prove our real thoughts, THE THOUGHTS UNSAID
Repeat chorus
(We don't want a cure
We don't want to be pure) x3
Shouting: We need a savior but we forsook Him (in one word increments)
poem by David Knox
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I am cheater
I have friend who believes I am cheater
I catch hold of nerves and conveniently alter
The whole theme and suitable present in another form
It is presented to world as if new poet is born
I had no ready made arguments to offer
As from the beginning he had differed
He was holding different opinion with firm belief
I too was adamant and did not surrender to give him relief
He wanted to present the human problems in its original context
It was not to be mixed with any oratory to give it as presentable text
He had been in this field not for long but held firm views
I used to be at logger heads with him and asked for opinion review
He is or many may not fall in line with my presentation
I have avoided all the time the matter full of artificiality with sensation
I did not believe in presenting the views in trimmed way
The readers wanted an answer and in such absence preferred to go away
I have simplistic view about nature and its functioning
What else can I offer when they are in full boom and blossoming?
Some color has to be added to look as if the words too are natural
Some fragrance is in air and everything seems to be formal
Human sentiments can not be played at somebody’s disadvantage
How can we put it differently and later on try to salvage?
The poem is such powerful medium that one can reach out heart
It may not be any artificial things behind but possibly a good art
The human sufferings have different pattern and can be compared
The flowers too come on with different colors and adored
One is in boom for short interval and likely to be faded
The sufferings may be for longer period and can not be traded
Nothing remains here permanently and has to vanish
Whether it is time bound, to be completed or finished
They cycle may be repeated differently at every level
One must be careful and seize it with all means to excel
I have chosen the simple symbols to present human misery
The sword or automatic gun can not be shown in the hands of adversary
That may give the impression of violence and may reflect unnecessary
I may show the frowning face with cruel lines to vary
Such may be symbolic presentation of poems
Exact presentation may not be possible to present them
Still it will be better to present them in simple way
I shall control the flow in the ordinary manner with full say
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Am I
i am not what you
think, i guess, that is not
what i want myself
to be,
i am what you
can touch
i am presence to you
in the same manner
that you must
be present to me
to be real
for i do not want any
drama
a self is not a play of words
an opera of songs
and dances
for you to be real
to me
i must touch you.
ditto with me.
i am my body so must
you be.
To be souls, don't mind,
we can be
later.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not Afraid
You born with double senses
Use it less cant pass life borders
Close your ears filter the noise
Open your eyes load this vision
Zip your mouth, speak with mind
Reveal your soul push spirit out
People can say you cant
In other words they said they just cant
But if u think u can, break word of cant
But If you choose 'Can't', you never 'can'
Cause you know what u can
Close your ears
Listen no noise
But your voice
Future is your choice
They make you feel low
They not stand high either
They love to see you feel low
Need you place them higher
Open your eyes
This life is your vision
Remember to remember
You are master in your life
No shadow shaped of others
Don't speak unless you brave
Or you prefer to show weakness
Don't only proud speak loud when fight
Talk with no mind is talking useless
Use all your senses, each priceless
Prove you are precious not worthless
Life is our mission
Be clear of your vision
Listen all your mind
follow your heart
You nothing less
Always precious
nothing to hide
Proud of self-pride
Choose who you wanna be
A shadow who follow your body
Or a body without soul and mind
Or mind with nasty fears of anything
Or mind with sanity and confidence
to carry a body every single move
So the shadow got something to follow
...Still working :)
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D ear readers,
I dont write this to make people be stubborn
i never write this to grow egoism in you readers..
I do, write this to remind you what you can
who you are, could be anything but precious,
Your identity is not artificial just special
so come out what you can bring dont shy
Break all rules of 'cant' if u try to get what you want
Fearless is not only for write but to real fight!
This write is more to about the senses
Your eyes love to capture beauty not ugly
Your ears hate bad sound not euphony
Your skin pleased to nice touch not pinch
Your tongue prefer tasty not trashy
but do we forget these senses more than that
The can see, listen, taste and feel deeper
It soul bring flavors, taste life brighter
Cause u never lower but great people!
Never late for new start; -)
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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A Unknown to world
World is full of misery and fantasy
She was able to represent it as rosy
She leaned heavily on my face side
I saw the whole world so vast and wide
Does that mean she was what all I desired?
All along in barren land I longed and admired?
Was she landing from divine land on earth?
What was I expected to do for her berth?
She was standing there before my eyes
Hands waving in recognition but not for byes
I couldn’t believe what was taking place
She was almost there for my world to replace
She was exact replica or beautifully carved piece
I just slipped in memory to find eternal peace
She was there with almost bright sun shine
I sensed deep breath with so much feeling fine
I was dumb founded and really stunned
Feet were crumbling and mind was out of tune
I raised my eyes to find her real essence
How much I was away across the fence?
I extended my hands for her nod and approval
Fragrance all over from fresh flowers on her arrival
She was all there but I was in dilemma
Will she be ever close to end the trauma?
I saw her hands coming together to clap
I was afraid she may all of sudden slap
“Will I loose her” struck the question?
“What is she to me” and what is equation?
She distanced closer and whisper in ear
This is my decisive and favored year
“You are my man” I searched all over globe
I pondered over many time and made probe
“Where were you for so many long years”?
“Why couldn’t I hear your words in my ears”?
“You are real visionary and I think through mind”
Where would I go especially all over to find?
She was there almost in my grab and in hand
I invited her to be my vision and friend
Make it mixture of your mind and my vision
Poetry may emerge form our holy union
World may witness outcome of our honeymoon
It will be in fact a rare combination and reality soon
Will the blowers raise their head and give indication of boom?
Is there any place for me in your kingdom or room?
I closed my eyes to feel pulse of her gentle touch
She was smelt all over and I felt it as such
Why did she prefer me all over other options?
Why did she not move with neat and close caution?
I shall remain close to her with my vision
Her mind and heart may beat in unison
I shall wave at her in recognition of her total surrender
I shall not mind if black clouds make noise and thunder
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Artificial Flowers
Artificial flowers to me are out of place.
You put them in your home
in a decorative vase.
They have no scent.
They look unreal
and collect too much dust.
Artificial flowers I suppose
are better than none.
But I'd rather have a petaled stem
even if it was just one.
A rose, a lily or violet
breathe like you and I.
Artificial flowers don't
even know how to die.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Two Word Lines
I write
my pain
and its
just another poem
its just
the same
all the heart ache that goes onto this page
only takes me back to the place where I await
behind the curtains of an empty stage
the pain
I write
I wrote this
I locked my own cage
I threw away the key to he that did see me rage
and still
I write
yes still
I fight
hoping that I might find something you feel
because these two word lines are just rhymes
when I say them back they aren't real
I'm sick and tired of talking about better times
forcing things like a relationship two people don't really want
a mum and dad staying together for the sake of the kids when the love is really gone.
Look at this back and see my two word lines
see my two word lines
are one.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?