Girl friend
It is beautiful to dream about girl friend
As world is wide and horizon has no end
Sky is limitless and youth is like wrong wind
It can flow in any direction and beautifully find
All quest ends with holy bond
You marry a girl which you are very fond of
A step in right direction to start new journey
Worry about future to earn more money
Still you have not come out of wonderful image
Cow boy feeling and to impress upon others with age
Still throwing all gestures to woo and seek friendship
Even though the safe anchorage has been done to life ship
It involved two tracks to make further move
Clear ability to handle affairs at home to prove
And any misgiving if arising then to remove
It is clear and neat art to demonstrate with love
God has made human mind like monkey's brain
Even if monkey gets old he will not forget to train
If chance is within reach then he will jump too in fray
Go as far as possible on branches and try to stay
I too liked idea like any other human being longed
Dreamed about beautiful relation and steps were wronged
Was that really a part of living?
Certainly not strong argument for believing
Human mind has skill of developing crooked mind
Many ready made excuses will emerge and be found
But one thing remains certain and disgusting too
"Girl friend along with wife is not at all true"
It can't be said or equated with art of living
It can be termed as compromise for believing
Person may feel little relief from extra marital affair
But in real terms it can't be termed as fair
For certain reasons if it is agreed to with consent
Some of the doubts and apprehension may remain absent
Childless stage or incurable disease can be termed as one of the reasons
But it certainly depends on the stubborn thinking of a person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Words May Be Less
I have longed for your association
Dreamed about long stay with relation
It was you who made me smile
Otherwise it was hell for a while
I can't forget that lovely moment
When almighty had certainly sent
A chance to make strong union with bond
I opted for it and was very much fond
I have longed for your association
Dreamed about long stay with relation
It was you who made me smile
Otherwise it was hell for a while
I can't forget that lovely moment
When almighty had certainly sent
A chance to made strong union and bond
I opted for it and was very much fond
What will I choose if offered?
Never a thought to be differed
He is all for me in future journey
With clear blessings from almighty
Females may always want to settle
In life at later stage to feel well
Not to worry and face no troubles
As life is full of struggle
Some gentle whisper do magic in ears
As if moving on wider horizon with no fears
It is extreme zenith and peak
Where words may be less to speak
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Best friend
Girl’s best desire can be good friend
Can take her to safety and well deserved end
Where she need not think of another world
With all the warm relation and no place for cold
Girl is simple like any other human being
Where she wants to become queen of king
Person not actually being owner of all luxury
But keep her happy and totally worry free
The beautiful flower is compared to girl
A beautiful object ready to unfurl
Who may not want to have her?
And why girl should pick a person always to bother
Have her all the comforts in life
Let her dream of becoming partner and very good wife
Some of the things may be secondary subject
Don’t term her greedy, unreasonable and reject
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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Dream Fable
I saw myself in a wide green garden, more beautiful than I could begin to understand. In this garden was a young girl. I said to her, "How wonderful this place is!"
"Would you like to see a place even more wonderful than this?" she asked.
"Oh yes," I answered. Then taking me by the hand, she led me on until we came to a magnificent palace, like nothing that was ever seen by human eyes. The young girl knocked on the door, and someone opened it. Immediately both of us were flooded with light.
Only Allah knows the inner meaning of the maidens we saw living there. Each one carried in her hand a serving-tray filled with light. The young girl asked the maidens where they were going, and they answered her, "We are looking for someone who was drowned in the sea, and so became a martyr. She never slept at night, not one wink! We are going to rub funeral spices on her body."
"Then rub some on my friend here," the young girl said.
"Once upon a time," said the maidens, "part of this spice and the fragrance of it clung to her body -- but then she shied away."
Quickly the young girl let go of my hand, turned, and said to me:
"Your prayers are your light;
Your devotion is your strength;
Sleep is the enemy of both.
Your life is the only opportunity that life can give you.
If you ignore it, if you waste it,
You will only turn to dust."
Then the young girl disappeared.
poem by Rabia al Basri
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A many solutions
I may term it memorable
What I thought about her was quite deplorable
She was bound by some compulsions
her desertion was completely ruled out of question
She was quite at ease and offered many solutions
she had full commitments with full resolutions
it was her sincere effort to make it through
it was realized by me lately too
We may stay together in day
discuss it freely to find the way
she has nothing offer as condition
she never provoked me with ignition
i decided to fall in line
it thought it may be very fine
after all we have to to make it reality
it has o be finished with all the nicety
I was so much attached
it was troubling me a lot for the fear of being detached
one day absence of her was making me nervous
The mad love had made me so much famous
I used to enjoy lonely nights
she may come in dream and offer the fight
she may tease and threaten me to leave at once
I was made to worry often since
She may make me passionate
with all the promises and stories to narrate
she was leaving no point behind to hate
I had problem of grasping it late
She was proving very smart
this was th nice beginning from the start
she had kept her word till the last
I failed to impress her very fast
The woman is specially inclined to believe
the acceptance of harsh words just to relieve
this is greatest quality any female may have
it is agreed and believed to show courtesy and behave
you can't touch the depth of soul
if you have game plan to play with foul
it may not take you very far
you will be exposed and termed as liar
Generally speaking it is not sex oriented
love with friendship is consented
it may end in fiasco with complete failure
it is therefore necessary to make it sure
I am human being and no more exception
the sex has been there from very conception
it is natural to feel for true companion
you may need solid company even if you are a world champion
Though i used to remain little serious
she may speak in funny way almost continuous
I may sometime get confusion over her innocence
but I felt source of strength in her presence
I don't know what is logic behind
there remains some reasons to find
it may vary from person to person
I have no idea to doubt it with reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Down With Age
I am not down with age
Yet feel imprisoned and confined
Love was never meant for me and stood defined
I tried to interpret and redefined
It may be greed or lust
For any individual is essential and must
It gives lots of inspiration
Strengthens the bond and relation
It is human nature to long for some association
It should not be termed as lust with any definition
Some may do it secretly and conveniently hide
It s interpretation is varied and stands very wide
Sometimes we run after outer show and beauty
We must clearly understand it as gift from almighty
No one can have it for simple asking
It has naturally come with full backing
She has full right to choose her companion
She may earnestly try for solid and strong union
It is strange that you are unable to accommodate
As you are living with confusion with no future date
Some of the natural things can not be termed as disease
It comes with the age and from time to time released
It may be useless to keep some one aside for love failure
Enough response should be given and made it amply sure
Females are blessed with enough of courage
They can come, stand solidly behind and manage
They may also prove to the difficult situation
They may also like to stand by you with continuation
We can not escape with our strange behavior
They are truly devoted and act as savior
The life ship has to be pulled together
The storm has to be faced and allowed to wither
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Before marriage
What a girl might be thinking before her marriage?
Lot many happy dreams that has come up with age
A beautiful journey to be taken along with companion
A bond of never ending dreams and nice union!
So many friends come forward to suggest
What factors to be remembered as best?
What to forget outright and what to digest?
Well orchestrated rehearsal for coming test
All anxieties in mind for ship to anchor at the port
Clear worries with all illusions to garner the support
The sky may naturally clear off with clouds disappearance
When meeting will be taking with full trust and faith at once
Life has been put to me as two wheels of cart
I may prove its test and find charm at the start
Love to accommodate and live with whatever he has
Try to find out some good smile that must fit on face?
I foresee and anticipate male domination
Flowers presentation with vigorous aggression
Under the name of holy bond to witness the surrender
All speculations to come at rest when meet the real challenger
What will be left out me after that sweet encounter?
I think everything will move on smoothly thereafter
Life may go on with all the dreams to realize one after another
Worries to be kept at bay and not much of it left to bother
What will be stand on the way here after as one sage is over?
Find fine tuning with the circumstances and enjoy under cover
What else can be expected when all the anxieties are over in one night?
A peaceful life with not much to think what is wrong or right
In girl’s life such a stage come once in life time?
Where fears remain in remote corner sometimes
Yet that situation is preferred with fear or joy
We call it a fun but worth to enjoy it with beautiful toy
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A sense of deep feeling
I had the sense of deep feeling
Had strong urge and of course willing
But from inside something was killing
I could not decide whether it was end or beginning
It is strong human bond that forces for something
You might have got all or desired for everything
Still it needs warmth and special relation
If so then you are kind hearted person with such indication
It is not matter for open discussion
But make sure of it before having any passion
You must give fair trial for its durability
Such relation may only last long if has fine quality
Just pose a question where you are loved person
If so then what are the most probable reasons
Do you love your self than any body else?
Or is it simply infatuation or feelings very false?
There is no fun in rushing for quick result
You draw flake and sometimes insults
There are likely chances of failure
So make it reasonable to feel very sure
The intense feeling and eyes do the rest
You can read it and feel it as best
It has its own merits and demerits
You make sure where does it fit
The love is not a feeling to be prepared in advance
It takes place all of sudden and at once
No one knows when and why it will happen?
It is bound to take place if not desired even
It ahs fair chance of succeeding at any stage
Only it requires coming at the right age
As it is writing of words on new page
It is definitely a delicate and critical phase
One must make it sure that it is blessings
Not a single aspect must go unnoticed or missing
It is beautiful stage and must be felt immensely
It is God gift and must be treated as heavenly
It may have little sex angle or body attachment
But it is deep feeling with glorious moment
Some of the moments run along with mutual consent
But over all impact is understood and felt
I shall consider it as holy union
There is nothing wrong to seek companion
It is after all a strong bond with passion
One is ready for its acceptance and admission
I shall not deny its existence
The whole outlook is changed in its presence
You are stopped from doing something bad
Denial of its role may make you unstable and sad
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am in love
Love doesn’t depend on what you like
It is spontaneous and go up like kite
It needs little air and direction
Rest all depends on feelings and action
It may burn your skin if you zealous
It may also ruin if you are callous
It has to be steady and continuous
It can land in trouble or make you famous
You know very well that you have an inclination
You have opted to go in for healthy relation
Both sides might have expressed it with indication
Slight separation may be leading them to suffocation too
It is nice and holy bond to be together
It has different feeling and attachment altogether
One should not go too far or read in between
It is perfect union and clear win
You may feel that you are meant for each other
No worry and nothing can make you to bother
No other force can make it deviate or alter
You have got what has been sought after
Why at all you should feel pity?
It is gift and blessings from almighty
It is human to feel such quality
You should clear instinct and ability
You should have no doubt in your action
There can not be and hesitation or reaction
You can not afford to fade it away
You must steer the course and find the way
Love does not mean to stay together and move
It stands for any misgivings to remove
You stay apart but still feel the pulse
You should push away negative thoughts or repulse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As An Insult
I took it as an insult
It is was terrible and difficult
How can an earnest offer be declined?
Why does she not see reason and defined?
Well all those seasons were for me to analyze
She had pushed me in corner and generalized
I deserved her hand for life time stay
She gave me shock and preferred to be away
I gave thought from another angle
May there be some reasons with a love triangle
She has every right to be master of her destiny
I gave all the reasons fair try and left it to the almighty
Love was not that kind I understood
Neither was it tonic nor a food
But a strong bond to take one out of wood
If not then it was better to stay out for good
Love is not an isolated affair
That can’t be termed as fair
What you feel may not be good for her
Rather love her more but don’t force her to bother
You look at the sky and its vastness
Complete blue but no shine on face
No one may judge what is hidden in belt
This is the way how love is felt
It demands sacrifice and not words
Prepare for readiness and always look forward
No relation can be on rock unless strengthened
Some plants may come up if earth is dug or softened
Now I have every reason to be satisfied
At no stage she had compromised or lied
It was one sided feeling and deserved to be left
There was no let up in relation or complete shift
I consoled self and came to the terms
It was good to take decision and make turn
Who knows what can be good for future?
I left it to future course that may take place and assure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Waiting... For My Dream Girl
Who is my Dream Girl?
Who is my Dream Girl?
Who is made just for me,
Who is only such girl made by Thee,
Who is no less than an angel,
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
The moon and the star
Bow down in honour,
Seeing the beauty marvel
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
The 'Goddess of Beauty'
Who is titled
In the Bible,
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Not only for her gorgeous nature,
But also for her beautiful heart like a shinig mirror
Who is worshipped in temple
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Who is as purified
As the innocence of a child
From mind nad body, heart and soul,
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Who is innocent of anger
Whose sweet voice can never be heard louder,
In front of everyone who is always humble,
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Whose eyes so resplendent
Express every feeling hidden,
Who is so much adorable
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
For whom I am the only one,
Who makes me feel like Heaven,
For whom I am so special,
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
For whom the courtesy strictly matters,
For her family, from the core of her heart, who cares,
Who can't be more liable
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Who can distinguish very well between wrong and right
Who can be the most responsible wife,
The family remains at whose disposal
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
For whom I am the life,
For whom I survive,
Till my last breath, who is still loveable
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
Now let Fate, Luck and Time play the game of Love
For they will someday make me meet my Lady Dove,
And for whom I can wait for Time Eternal
She is my Dream Girl...She is my Dream Girl.
poem by Akash Agrawal
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See That Love Grows
See that love grows
Naturally blooms and flows
As it is gifted by god
It must be thing of joy and not with concern or load
Love may, at one point, look a symbol of sex or lust
But as age advances it develops into mutual trust
It brings couple together and starts liking first
Anything else becomes secondary as crucial test
It is predominantly a human feeling
It has full consent with complete willingness
Two souls merge with honest combination
For duration of happy and long relation
Nobody can deny existence of such bond
It is divine feeling and person becomes very fond
Longs for particular person and express desire
Some times he may succeed and sometimes fired
It must happen and sometimes may not happen
As desire is emanated naturally and not hidden
Same is the situation with female partner
As in such a game both may be new beginner
Love flows in its own stream
It reflects even in spare time and in dream
The dream comes true and results into reality
Both love to unite and make life worth with humanity
Life is short and must be made meaningful
No one can be termed simply successful
Unless he has lived it to full length with motives
Even though he may remain concerned with and selective
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Got My Mind Made Up
Dont ever try to change me,
I been in this thing too long.
Theres nothin you can say or do
To make me think Im wrong.
Well, Im goin off to libya,
Theres a guy I gotta see.
Hes been living there three years now,
In an oil refinery.
Ive got my mind made up.
Oh, I ve got my mind made up.
Call your ma in tallahassee
Tell her her babys on the line.
Tell her not to worry
Everything is gonna be fine.
Well, I gave you all my money
All my connections, too.
There aint nothin in this world, girl
You can say I didnt give to you.
Ive got my mind made up.
Ive got my mind made up.
You will be alright, girl,
Someones watchin over you.
He wont do nothin to you
Baby that I wouldnt do.
Well, if you dont want to see me,
Look the other way.
You dont have to feed me,
I aint your dog thats gone astray.
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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A real friendship
Only friends but not the friendship should be in question
Can this be termed as simple thing and narration?
This is unique bond and needs no further explanation
You can’t have it merely by extending the invitation
It bothered me since the beginning with some doubts
I was unable to think precisely and talk about
I cared so much about it in life but could go no further
I have all the sympathy for those who are for others
Yes, no one can definitely say why they want it?
What is the special need o go after person and greet?
What makes one impatient all the time to meet?
One may have all the comforts and prefer the home to sit
It has deep roots and special attachment
You can notice it in every movement
Joy and happiness rush on the face
You may want new friends and try to trace
We are social animal and need some one to care
You may not bother about who comes from where?
The person is needed by some one to confide
It is very difficult to suppress or hide
The person may be lucky if he has true friendship
There is so much joy in maintaining the companionship
It is like having good sailor on the board to navigate the ship
How the barren land can be so much attached to the camel as desert ship
It has to be durable and must have long spell
Everything may prove test of time and go well
It has to do so much with real bond
Every one should be careful and be fond
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Go Home, Girl
(a. alexander)
Well, me and frank were the best of friends
And our friendship will never end
But it would hurt him so for him to know
That Im in love with his girlfriend
Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend
Are two things you cant compare
Though my heart will ache I will let it break
cause I know that it just aint fair
So go on home girl, lets call it a night
You better go home girl, this just aint right
But before you go I want you to know
That I love you, yes I do
And though it breaks my heart for us to part
Still I know frank loves you too
Well, you say that a we can make him see
We have a love thats really real
But I think that he is just like me
And I dont know just how hed feel
Darling, people know it would hurt him so
If you told him that it must end
And I could never hold the love I stole
From a man I call my best friend
Go on home girl, you better go home, girl
Go on home, you better move on
Me and frank been friends for so long
And our friendship is really strong
He gives me his car to go for a ride
Never knows how long Ill be gone
Well, Im trying to forget all the things that weve done
While frank is just a-waiting back home
Girl you cant go ride with me anymore
Thats the way its got to be from now on
Go on home!
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. now you better move on, girl
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. you better move on, girl
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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A worth living
Lif e is full of adventure
There lay our future
We must have some means and ways
Ot definitelely shows and paves
We mave some problems with the present
So many things in life may be felt as absent
But this is temporary phase and would disapapear
It should grip our mind with fear
We must have some stake
It should make you you strong but should not break
It is also not like sweet cake
We should live alert and awakae
It can not be lived with ideals
The aim and goal must be real
You got to be practcal and wise
As it is full of promise
You may find many changes
You will have to adjust and manage
Friends may not remain friend
You have to find logical end
You have ability to lead
The aim must be clearly read
It may earn you bread and means
You msut go out for clear win
Every one tries for better prospectus
This process has to remain continous
The life may prove erronous
But you have to prove the onus
You must pick the positive hints
Try to find new and leave behind some prints
It may help you at some points
Somewhere you may break and somehwere able to joint
Life is worth living
It has lead us into believing
It has purpose and definte message
We must un derstand pick from the page
There is absolutely no harm
Try to maintain relation good and warm
It msut be always full of enthisiasm
It should never be taken over by passism
Love to live and enjoy the moments
It hardly needs explanation or comments
One has to make it simply beautiful
Only joy and enjoyment should be full
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Ape And God
Son put a poser up to me
That made me scratch my head:
"God made the whole wide world," quoth he;
"That's right, my boy," I said.
Said son: "He mad the mountains soar,
And all the plains lie flat;
But Dad, what did he do before
He did all that?
Said I: "Creation was his biz;
He set the stars to shine;
The sun and moon and all that is
Were His unique design.
The Cosmos is his concrete thought,
The Universe his chore..."
Said Son: "I understand, but what
Did He before?"
I gave it up; I could not cope
With his enquiring prod,
And must admit I've little hope
Of understanding God.
Indeed I find more to my mind
The monkey in the tree
In whose crude form Nature defined
Our human destiny.
Thought I: "Why search for Deity
In visionary shape?
'Twould better be if we could see
The angel in the ape.
Let mystic seek a God above:
Far wiser he who delves,
To find in kindliness and love
God in ourselves."
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Why do I seek more
Why do I seek more when it is not sure?
Why I go for all out result when it is totally unclear?
What does this speak of when comes to real term?
It speaks of sick mind affected by deadly germ
I sought after all means to reach the end
I did not distinguished between foes and friends
It was clear to me that relation should not come in the way
I have drawn the lines and far as possible kept away
It does not speak well of an individual
When one is intentionally playing dual
It is very dangerous and later on resented
The tact is not appreciated and consented
It hardly maters and attains any importance
If it varies in essence and in substance
For silly things it may be called as mad steps
For bigger things it may be termed as slaps on face
It is human tendency to seek in abundance
It has remained weakness and clear stance
The thrust for such thing is apparently visible
So many try to pretend but practice it as invisible way
It is good on individual’s part to struggle very hard
By doing so he has to always remain alert and on the guard
Nothing may be had in easy and simple manner
Though it may come later or sooner
So one must know the capability and its worth
It should be borne in mind and looked forth
The efforts should be made when something is very sure
Only to remain desirous of anything is not sure way to cure
We can draw our opinion by analyzing the result
We may face reversals much to our discomfort and insult
It is expected in every field and one should be totally ready
The success chance are evenly predicted and remains steady
The casual approach sometimes may prove very deadly
Since it is performed with half heart it will be felt badly
It is neither win or loss but worthless enterprise
It will be aborted in advance much to our surprise
It is nice feeling when success rate is high
The immense happiness makes us to fly
The life missions seems to have attained
The thrust is also in order and properly maintained
If one takes it as his normal function
There won’t be any regret for any malfunction
He will be ready for any kind of eventuality
He may make it sure not to employ any kind of duality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dollhouse
Well ever since you were a little girl
You set the rules in your little world
But girls grow up and throw their toys away
Youre a big girl now but you still wanna play
(girl were living)
You dress them up the way you want to
(girl were living)
You make them do just what you want them to do
(girl were living)
Once I thought we had a love that was true
But Im just another doll in your dollhouse to you
Were living in a dollhouse
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl were living in a dollhouse
You may feel safe and sound
But your dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Its all been neatly arranged in your mind
Every detail fits your own design
Every room is perfectly in place
But I can see the sadness, baby, on your face
You had a plan and darling like a child
You thought its down to fashion, down to style
But your little dreamhouse is runnin wild
Before your very eyes were shrinking down to size
Were living in a dollhouse
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl were living in a dollhouse
We may feel safe and sound
But our dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Everythings as you dreamed it would be
But theres something wrong that you cant see
Room by room you keep looking for some little flaw
A crack somewhere in your dollhouse wall
Something, girl, that will explain away
The hurt you feel, darling, when we play
Your little dolls they got a grip on you
Until youre just another doll in your dollhouse too
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl, were living in a dollhouse
Oh were living in a dollhouse
We may feel safe and sound
But our dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Oh were living in a dollhouse
Girl, were living in a dollhouse
Yeah were living in a dollhouse
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wolf Man
What do you think about a girl
who fell in love with a wolf man
night after night
she would look at his photo
on an LP record cover
missing him and thinking about him
This girl was me in my younger days
for he looked so serene and beautiful
without knowing his fate that
when the moon rises he will have to turn into
a wolf and roam around the fields and mountains
She didn't know his fate though she knew
he is the wolf man
with the charm he only contained in his feature
with a soul that maddened him and her
simultaneously
They never met in person
but the girl was truly in love with this wolf man
or rather a young boy he was
as young as she was I think 14
him 17 at the most...
One day this girl went to see a movie
about the wolf man
though it was banned for a school girl to go
see a movie by the school authority
she dare went to the theater and watched this movie
Nazareno it was titled
and saw the boy turn into a wolf
and saw that boy in real form
When would she meet this wolf man
in her life?
If fate allows her to see him in person
that will be a love for the first sight!
The boy grew over the years and became a man
a young man who could hand her a hand
to rescue her to rise from her
own seclusion and show her a new world
that would enlighten her soul and body
to be able to truly love someone
she dearly care about,
and that was her fate that she would
finally meet the guy in person
maybe a knight on a white horse
as many would described her him to be
and experience a new life
with and through him.
so this girl was waiting for that knight to arrive
at her door step
but he didn't come
so she had to go all the way across the sea
to eventually find him and meet him
and she is renewed by that knight
not on a white horse but
near her and beside her and with her
Now that her story is complete and
a great helper he became to her
such a soul and feature the man held
with him to show this girl the direction to go to
and led her through the walks of life
She is back home now having met this man
the wolf man who always was in her mind
and the wolf became a human again
and came to this human world.
Now they are here finally
safely arrived from the long
journey life challenged her to take on.
10: 02 PM
(November 17,2012) Korea-Japan time
poem by Sangnam Nam
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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