Full sun
Sun blazed full day
It did not burnt me with rays
You stood in between as shield
Sun could not do it even in open field
May be you were so powerful
Your presence was so truthful
Sun did not dare to do any harm
Did not burn the skin but kept me warm
You were no less than Goddess
He had no power to counter or face
I had only one thought in mind
How to rush quickly at home and find?
You stood on doorway for total eclipse
I could read some movement on your lips
It added to your coffee color brightness
You were waiting for me in any case
I don’t know what made me stubborn?
Some energy was developed inborn
That kept me fighting with only one aim
How to rush early, embrace you and claim
It may not be thing for day or two
Yes but it is rare and very true
I may miss morning sun
But I can not miss setting of sun
You may shine but remain cool in night
It is very much appropriate and right
You are my cherished dream and treasure
The excitement and joy can never be measured
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rush Hour Blues
He gets up early about seven oclock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By seven-ten hes downstairs drinking his tea.
So put a shine on your shoes,
Put on your pin-striped suit.
Cant lose those early-morning-cant-stop-yawning,
Push and shoving rush hour blues.
Wife:
Darling are you ready?
Youll be late for the bus!
Star:
Dont rush me baby
While Im using my brush.
Wife:
Get a move on darling
Youre cutting it fine.
Star:
Cool it baby
Ive got plenty of time.
So put a shine on your shoes
Put on your pin-striped suit.
Cant lose those early-morning-cant-stop-yawning
Push and shoving rush hour blues.
Soon Ill be just one of the commuters
Waiting for the subway train.
Ill be rushing up the stairs
And in the elevator.
By the time that I get there
Im gonna feel like a mole in the ground
Ill be caught in the crush
Ill be pushed and be shoved,
And Ill be trying to get the subway train.
Ill be fighting with my brief case
And my umbrella,
Every morning and every night.
Some people do it every day of their lives.
Wife:
Read the paper later
Youll be caught in the queues.
Star:
Dont rush me baby
While Im reading the news.
Wife:
Darling get a move on
Youre cutting it fine.
Star:
Cool it baby
Ive got plenty of time.
A quick cup of coffee and a slice of
Toast and the star (or should we say,
Norman? ) is off to do battle with the
Rush hour queues and traffic jams.
In the rush hour queues
No one gives a damn.
No one knows where Im going to
No one knows who I am.
Im sitting in my office
In the metropolis
Im just part of the scenery,
Im just part of the machinery.
Chained to my desk on the 22nd floor,
I cant break out through the automatic door,
Id jump out the window but I cant face the drop
Im sitting in a cage with an eye on the clock.
Im ready to start paying my dues,
Ive got to lose those early-morning-cant-stop-yawning,
Push and shoving, rush hour blues.
Well Im ready to start paying my dues,
Ive got to lose those early-morning cant-stop-yawning,
Push and shoving rush hour blues.
song performed by by Kinks
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Know your world
You may know your world
When come near and in the fold
There may not be any change with the season to feel cold
But something remains in you as untold
World doesn't belong to me
As I am undecided and not free
Love has absolutely no meaning
As I see sun only with shining
The sun rays burn my skin
Yet I am attached to it and akin
Morning rays give me warmth
The nice feeling comes aftermath
What sky has do with feeling?
As it has only void kingdom and power of killing
How can one remain without any attachment?
Sky has horizon but no definite movement
Of late I have developed liking
Some feature comes to mind and striking
I think of your broad arms and gorgeous look
I take no decision but hide the face in book
I sensed some magnetic pull
You were perfect in approach and successful
I could resist nothing but strong appeal
There was no shield with me to repeal
I know now that you won't wait for storm
Get close and swim in to remain in form
You have only to fall in line with his desire
You whole body may fall apart in burn with fire
You may feel heart beats getting slow
Yet you may drive in and forcefully go
This is what your ultimate decision is!
So far you were in cold and desires almost frozen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Miss Home and My Sweet Sweetie
Every morning I wake up in this place
I think of home, familiar home
At home I would wake up to the sound of birds
Then do familiar things during the day
I miss home and my sweet Sweetie
Every morning I wake up in a strange bed
From breakfast on through all the day
I remember my sweet Sweetie
Wondering what she could be doing
I miss home and miss sweet Sweetie
Yesterday morning I went to the lake
I touched the water without excitement
I wished I was touching my sweet Sweetie
Or even bathing her
I miss home and my sweet Sweetie
This night I am late to sleep
I am thinking of my children
But I desire my sweet Sweetie more
Because touching her is my desire
I miss home and my sweet Sweetie
I will wake up in the morning
Having dreamt of my sweet Sweetie
Because she is on my mind even now at night!
I know I think of her day and night
I miss home and my sweet Sweetie
poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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It Is Your Plan
'LORD, I know it's your plan,
just help me to get through it.'
I came across such nice prayer in wall
It was reader's observation and fine call
'Beautiful words in your wall'
'It has made strong appeal'
I take it as Lord's plan for future
You can be my friend and for sure
She roared into laughter
No doubt she took it as joke matter
'Lord has sent you for me' I added
She had now opened up to talk free
You have made strong appeal
I wanted it for real
I proposed a nice deal
She began and started to feel
'I am here for you always'
'Let Him suggest and show the ways'
I was glad and happy as well
As she had responded positively to the call
Your dreams may always pay
When you are out for it and find the way
She was agreeing to what I was about to put
Her mouth remained wide open and not shut
I felt as if scaling of the wall
What a nice way to respond the call
'You are not dream but reality
The love of true feeling and fine quality'
'I am already on other side: ' she added
'Just divert to my side' I reminded
I shall take you to world wide
Make you to feel deep and slight
If you are after it and willing
I shall hold you with feeling
If you feel it honest and right
I shall always go for it without much fight
I shall make you miss
Your may remain so in morning breeze
Only one and forever one for me
I shall take it watch you as bird free
Just come near
Without any fear
I shall offer friendship and no tears
As you shall be always be called dear
Should I embrace?
Bring happiness on your face
If you say 'yes' in this case
I shall dream it for ever in any case
If you say' no' or never
I will go on until say you are fed up
I shall love to and remain on top
You may prove true and never stop...
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Everything is for you
Yes dear everything for you
And what can be good and true
No matter is permanent in nature
They have to disappear for sure
Darkness should never take over
Trust and faith should always form formidable cover
No frustration or drawbacks can penetrate in shield
That should be only one and your exclusive field
Memories are meant to be pleasant
They should never be integral part in your present
If given prominence or domain may demolish your fabric
This is what God has given to us as lessons in basic
Trust only one power that is divine
No fear should be kept from female or feminine
Whatever may be their great contribution or lasting effect?
You should stand fast in any case with stubborn act
Let them remain in remote corner as dream
Neither as night mare nor as powerful beam
Let them not dominate on what you are today
Almighty may show the destiny and powerful way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You'll Miss Me Love
you’ll miss me love
when you hear these words
you’ll miss me love
and when they start to hit home for you
then think about all the times we could have made things right
you’ll miss me love
when you need me
like I did the day you told me that you didn’t love me
I couldn’t wait any more
even knowing that my heart was going to be destroyed
by the same words that make me smile
day after day
the first day your lips smiled at me
I was captured instantly
the first time I looked into your eyes
I was hipmatized
ya I was the crazy one to ever think that you could love me
but if you dream they might come true
they also can be destroyed in just a few words
You’ll miss me love
cause when your holdin her know that it’s killing me
let that guilt of not being my man
be the reason that you cant sleep
and every time you feel her touch I pray to god
it’s not enough
cause I love you
yes I need you
you’ll miss me love until you finally realize that you love me
I’ll be here waiting for you
to be the one holding me
every time you read my words
you’ll miss me love
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Spring Rain
I thought I had forgotten,
But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
In a rush of rain.
I remembered a darkened doorway
Where we stood while the storm swept by,
Thunder gripping the earth
And lightning scrawled on the sky.
The passing motor busses swayed,
For the street was a river of rain,
Lashed into little golden waves
In the lamp light's stain.
With the wild spring rain and thunder
My heart was wild and gay;
Your eyes said more to me that night
Than your lips would ever say. . . .
I thought I had forgotten,
But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
In a rush of rain.
poem by Sara Teasdale
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I miss the green of my world
I miss the green of my world
I miss the green of muria
The huge trees spread
Everywhere I sight
T miss the green of my front of garden
Where the flower blossom
Roses, jasmines, orchids, and another
I miss the bird
Singing, shouting in the morning
I miss the sun
The morning rising
The warm in my skin
I miss my
Kadilangu, feb/o3/o8
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Dear Dream
Dear Dream
Dear dream it always start like you
A simple dream to start my day, dear dream
This morning I dream of greatness, dear dream
I remember waking up in the world of glory, dear dream
It was a wishful world full of rich color even though it always start out in black and white
Dear dream, I have experience the most wonderful thing this morning
Dear dream, I have witness my eyes change color this morning
Dear dream, I have seem a colorful road with turn
A road that lead to a shinning castle, a castle that show its color through a shooting fire
Dear dream, the castle stood as the only beautiful picture in front of me
My eyes are shatter with firework shooting in and out of the picture
Dear dream I was in peace
My mind is in a field of glory, wondering in the light of greatness
Dear dream, good morning and yah I am awake
poem by Robert Otim
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A beautiful Gul
Gul, Gul, Gul
You are so beautiful
Gul is flower in garden
I noticed it all of sudden
I found her up in the morning
Her rosy face simply shining
Bright eyes stared as if inviting
Was it for passion igniting?
It was magnetic pull
There prevailed natural lull
Still moon remained in circle and full
I was not worried about attack from bull
I was totally mesmerized
The things were not to be summarized
It did make magic and surprise
This was something new and very good prize
How could she be in my domain?
She should not be away and remain
Totally indifferent and only in dream
How to bring her in pure love stream?
How many thoughts just crossed the mind?
How all of sudden I was able to find
She must be elegant and very kind
I was brought in sense by flow of wind
It made me to think in another direction
What will be her move and next action?
Will she be angry as hostile reaction?
As she was hailing from wealthy section
I could still read lines on her face
I was definitely for her in race
I want her to be on my side in any case
She must fall in line and not make memory to erase
This is what I consider as cherished dream
I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream
She may not opt for simple person
She may be compelled by any reason
I never knew morning breezes are so cool
They can’t push you to look like fool
It is freshness of flowers that is brought
One understands it and it is never taught
Soon her reddish face was about to disappear
There was so much pain to bear
I could see her murmur but couldn’t hear
She must be thanking me as dear
She engulfed me through the day
I had dreamed of very good way
Alas! I could offer her rose flower
My gesture would have been the best answer
the mind does develop reactive feeling
it is natural to go for it without thought killing
What will happen even if we get total failure?
It will enrich you and make the way very sure
She was almost there with hands on her eyes
I could only stare at her and could not ask why?
She utter few words in my ears for acknowledgement
It was now my turn to make positive movement
Gul……flower
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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First Time In Life
First time in life I missed to see rising sun
Prior to it I used to complete my health run
Generate enough of heat in body and prepare
Days plan along with routine care
I felt laziness and lacked will power to rise
It was almost new development to me with great surprise
Normally I showed inclination for early get up
Today I felt reverse of it and did not hurry up
Sun rays give enough of energy and keep us fresh
I sensed absence of something and did not rush
It gave pulses of relaxation and sickness in mind
Everything seemed to be out of control and missed essence of its kind
One must adhere to strict normal routine
Everything then runs in time and in line
We may have lot many things to define
But discipline should never be undermined
It is first lesson in life to be punctual
Rest all things can be taken as casual
We can relax when days plan is summed
But ready to go into action as soon as summoned
I felt as if body had lost its vigor
There was no shine on face with its red color
I realized it is not worthwhile to have slackness
Laziness must be shed or pushed away in any case
I shall make this day break as an exception
Such thought should never emerge from the inception
They kill human spirit and push to some inaction
Life must be pushed all the times with vigorous action
The sun is our life time energy source
No one is exerting or can have any type of controlling force
We got to plan as per its movement and act
As everything is dependent and it is established fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miss America
Early morning
A small cafe
A beautiful vision
Comes my way
I watch her hips swing
When she walks
She leaves me speechless
When she talks
I see the sunshine through her dress
Makes my heart say (yes)
Take it off take it off
Let's get it on get it on
Light a fire so sweet
Make the man within me
Desire the woman in you
[Chorus]
Miss America
Yes that's what you are
All my dreams they come true
When you do what you do
I just gotta get next to you
Miss America
Take me where you are
In the land of the free
Make a prisoner of me
Close my eyes and you're all that I see
Miss America
I see your beauty shine in every girl
Coast to coast
You're the queen of my world
You're the reason for this state I'm in
New York to LA
Skin to skin
Take it off take it off
Let's get it on get it on
Makes me strong
Makes me weak
Makes the man within me
Love the woman in you
[Chorus]
There's one thing you need to know
Oh woman
You rock my world cuz you're so
Beautiful
Miss America
Yes that's what you are
Miss America
Take me where you are
[Chorus]
song performed by by Nick Carter from Now Or Never
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A Miracle for Breakfast
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee,
waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb
that was going to be served from a certain balcony
--like kings of old, or like a miracle.
It was still dark. One foot of the sun
steadied itself on a long ripple in the river.
The first ferry of the day had just crossed the river.
It was so cold we hoped that the coffee
would be very hot, seeing that the sun
was not going to warm us; and that the crumb
would be a loaf each, buttered, by a miracle.
At seven a man stepped out on the balcony.
He stood for a minute alone on the balcony
looking over our heads toward the river.
A servant handed him the makings of a miracle,
consisting of one lone cup of coffee
and one roll, which he proceeded to crumb,
his head, so to speak, in the clouds--along with the sun.
Was the man crazy? What under the sun
was he trying to do, up there on his balcony!
Each man received one rather hard crumb,
which some flicked scornfully into the river,
and, in a cup, one drop of the coffee.
Some of us stood around, waiting for the miracle.
I can tell what I saw next; it was not a miracle.
A beautiful villa stood in the sun
and from its doors came the smell of hot coffee.
In front, a baroque white plaster balcony
added by birds, who nest along the river,
--I saw it with one eye close to the crumb--
and galleries and marble chambers. My crumb
my mansion, made for me by a miracle,
through ages, by insects, birds, and the river
working the stone. Every day, in the sun,
at breakfast time I sit on my balcony
with my feet up, and drink gallons of coffee.
We licked up the crumb and swallowed the coffee.
A window across the river caught the sun
as if the miracle were working, on the wrong balcony.
poem by Elizabeth Bishop
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Let us meet
I will be around and there
But always waiting for here
Never to miss a chance to meet
Eager to see and always to greet
I saw clear invitation
For building up new relation
Different from old one
Unique and excellent
Even though I am woman
I always desire very good and honest man
It was you and no one else
Rest all were of no use and useless
Sometimes ego clash
Make reckless rush
Dark Clouds appear over the sky
Fresh blood rush in to make me shy
Sing no sweet song
Yet you may find me among
May be or sometimes I err in judgment
Yet I never fail to praise you and comment
Let us forget old bitterness
That has bore worry lines on the face
Let us break the ice and return the shine
That shall be better option to unite and feel fine
Not a day has passed in peace
Not a single night has seen sleep with ease
It is awful and terrible experiment
Simple condemnation with resentment
I shall hold your hand again
To feel happiness sans pain
You shall be for me there
To remind of presence and forever
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Then They Do
In the early rush of morning
Trying to get the kids to school
One's hanging on my shirttail
Another's locked up
In her room
And I'm yelling up the stairs
Stop worrying 'bout your hair
You look fine
Then they're fightin' in the backseat
I'm playing referee
Now someone's gotta go
The moment that we leave
And everybody's late
I swear that I can't wait
'Till they grow up
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams
They dreamed of
To come true
Then they do
Now the youngest is starting college
She'll be leavin' in the Fall
And Brianna's latest boyfriend
Called to ask if we could talk
And I got the impression
That he's about to pop the question any day
I look over at their pictures
Sittin' in their frames
I see them as babies
I guess that'll never change
You pray all their lives
That someday they will find happiness
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams
They dreamed of
To come true
Then they do
No more Monday PTA's
No carpools
Or soccer games
Your work is done
Now you've got time
That's all your own
You've been waitin' for so long
For those days to come
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All the
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Then They Do
In the early rush of morning
Trying to get the kids to school
One's hanging on my shirttail
Another's locked up
In her room
And I'm yelling up the stairs
Stop worrying 'bout your hair
You look fine
Then they're fightin' in the backseat
I'm playing referee
Now someone's gotta go
The moment that we leave
And everybody's late
I swear that I can't wait
'Till they grow up
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams
They dreamed of
To come true
Then they do
Now the youngest is starting college
She'll be leavin' in the Fall
And Brianna's latest boyfriend
Called to ask if we could talk
And I got the impression
That he's about to pop the question any day
I look over at their pictures
Sittin' in their frames
I see them as babies
I guess that'll never change
You pray all their lives
That someday they will find happiness
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams
They dreamed of
To come true
Then they do
No more Monday PTA's
No carpools
Or soccer games
Your work is done
Now you've got time
That's all your own
You've been waitin' for so long
For those days to come
(Chorus)
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe
How much you miss
All the
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Stood at the Door
She was dejected and stood at the door
All roses were scattered on the floor
As if to show displeasure at their beauty
Nothing helped her to feel bad and pity
She is not alone and lonely
But gifted with beauty heavenly
I venture to dare at her smile
She care too hoots for while
She has life with stress
I can visible see on her face
Yet it is beautiful and graceful race
I want her to find some lovely trace
She herself is heavenly flower
Smells fragrance when rain showers
Who can understand her than only few?
I have failed to have little glimpse and view
She is alone and at home
Waiting for me to welcome
I rush toward her place
Only to find her smiling face
I would want her hopes to revive
She stands high and definitely survives
What else to feel so lonely at home?
When I am near and make her feel some?
She has all capabilities
There lies her grace and beauties
Her word is last for me and simple
She stands so lovely in dress purple
I have all her greens
She has to stand fast and win
May be she is also very keen
As I have stood near and always have been
My all gestures are warm
They pose no threat or harm
What can I expect from her at this time?
A lovely smile with of course close breathe sometimes
She is life and means for time to tell
I hope everything to go well
Future may stand tall and definitely speak
She has to be strong and feeble or weak
How to define what I am?
The root has to hold with stem
It will create bond and strengthen
She will then not be alone even
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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These tears of mine
Tears of mine, lover of mine
Until when shall i mourn,
Your presence which is ever absent,
I miss the days we never spent,
The kiss you never gave,
The scent i never smelt,
And the tenderness of yours,
I miss you so,
These are tears of mine
I thought i touched you,
I thought i kissed you,
I thought i felt you,
It was just but a dream,
I miss you so,
These are the tears of mine
My nights are desolate,
My bed is empty,
My hands are damp,
My lips so dry,
Rescue me oh my love,
I miss you so,
These are tears of mine
I see myself,
I imagine,
I cogitate,
Then i cry
Yes come to me,
Yes set me free,
My cheeks are wet,
I miss you so,
These tears of mine
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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The Promise (tracy Chapman)
The Promise
If you wait for me then I’ll come for you
Although I’ve traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then I’ll return to you
I’ll return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place that’s warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
Please say you’ll be waiting
Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if it’s one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say you’ll hold
A place for me in your heart.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Saturday Morning
It's Saturday morning
I'm sitting here alone again
with a cup of coffee
and my first morning joint
got the radio on low
so I can hear nature sing
outside my door
after a good morning rain
waiting for the afternoon sun
waiting for the day to shine
to shine down on everything
It's Saturday morning
and I have you on my mind
after a Friday night drink
guess some things in life
you just can't let go
it cuts you like a knife
wounds deep in you
so lets get to the point
no time left to think
You can bury your pain
but it's still there inside you
and it's here inside of me
with the weight we burden
Tell me you're doing fine
that you don't miss those days gone
when you were the one
to make me smile
tell me you were never mine
It's Saturday morning
think I'll sit here awhile
I traveled but many a mile
just trying to forget
all that's come undone
losing to a dream
it's been such a long time
though it may seem
lost in promises you never regret
(spiritwind-2001)
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