God, Please Hear
God please hear my strongest appeal
I must quit this world in sense and actual
I feel discontented and resentful in real
As this is inner conscious urge and call
I don’t feel comfortable with people
Even though I am alright and capable
Beautiful land with all the resources at disposal
I always enjoy melody on cuckoo’s arrival
I find in her voice religious input and chanting
All hymns and prayers automatically compose and start emanating
That makes me not to go to any other place to hear
Your voice is heard there choked with pain to bear
You may be lamenting overall trend in general
People may not hesitate to kill and stage a funeral
Life has just become a curse and pawn in somebody’s hand
We can’t make out who is arch rival or reliable friend
Deception and treachery has formed the basic principles
Long queues are seen at religious place to become disciples
It not for offering prayers or helping the poor and needy
But to help the influential to accumulate more and become greedy
It has become ritual to pass on everything
Blame the luck, almighty and do nothing
I feel like to cry and weep with the tears
How far shall I stay here to witness and bear?
I don’t want to run away in fact
But I can’t be party to such acts
I have no power to rise in rebellion and react
As they are powerful enough to exert and assert
I enjoy the life with complete freedom
But in fact strangulate me and joy is seldom
“You must vacate the place” chides the wisdom
No use to say on land even if given a kingdom
Guide me with some discourses to stay
Keep me near with spirit and not push away
Neither shall I have courage to end holy mission
Nor to carry on with guilty conscious admission
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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His name
I hear a loud voice in morning "Allah Akbar"
It is heard across the town and even very far
I come out from the bed and look at the bright star
Same glittering and light even placed among small stars
What a pleasant morning to feel with his name!
One may wonder with the little thought "from where he came"
It is time to bow head and offer earnest prayers
Then to prepare for other activities as players
Why other religious places too lag behind?
Same meaning but with different slogan to find
Remember almighty for his graceful act
Owe everything to him for this known fact
O lord Ram or Allah Akbar I honestly swear
I am not afraid from life but have only one fear
Never subject us to feel pain and shed the tears
Only bless us each morning for your name to hear
Even if we are fast asleep you repeat the same cycle
Come out from your vault and make the full circle
Da
y and night take place and make beautiful round
Where on earth human beings find it around!
Kindness emerge all of sudden whenever I see at the cross
Force me to think twice whether life was not at total loss
Did I perform any act that can be detrimental to my faith?
What will I answer when I shall see thou after the death?
I open the eyes gracefully and thank almighty
What a day to enjoy and feel with simple beauty!
Everywhere to see colorful birds and enjoy melody
Endeavour to feel "he belongs to all and not to somebody"
It is time to start with day's routine
Duties and rights both combine
It may be only option to feel fine
As his presence is very much divine
* Lord Ram.. Worshipped by Hindu*
*Allaho Akbar……. BY Muslims*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We The People
I dream about a holy land
Where only live the friends
No foes, no rivals or greedy people
But only people to be called simple and noble
I wish the country to grow like tree
Where people find food in abundance and feel free
A shade to heave a sigh of relief
And even in diversity a bond of strong belief
Free justice to all and opportunity to grow
Enough of care and rivers with water to flow
No fight over rights but duties to care
I wonder for such place but to find where!
I wish the poor to be taken care of
But others are not neglected either
A place to live in like sacred land
Where hymns are played with musical band
Let morning be aired with cuckoo's melody
Churches, temples and mosques with name of almighty
Where day can rise with bright sun shine
Whole day to pass with struggle but to feel it very fine
Enough to eat and enough to feed
Where millions may smile sans greed
No lust for extra land and bloodshed at all
One voice from all to face and to prevent the fall
I wish to lead a march of hungry and desolate
Millions more with one voice to relate
Their participation in praise of mother land
Allow us to raise empire on solid sand
I wish to be buried along noble dead
Whose ideals were understood and read
I wish them all to sing in praise with peace
Let my all countrymen enjoy and live at ease
Color, cast and creed may try to divide
But let all them to unite and confide
Against any onslaught of division
This may then remain only our mission
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On the world stage
I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy
As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension
No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder
What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay
This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
"Come what may" approach may enlighten way
The story of success can't far away
Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came
Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry
So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty
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Seasons too change
Seasons too change
It is divine theory
Love end in faded memory
You get not what is desired
Whole life is in question and makes you tired
As season changes so the human
Life with animal to same like man and woman
Basic instinct to enjoy and desert
Known fact but got to accept and assert
As lots of worries and problems descend
Our anxieties grow more and demand
We make desperate bid and powerful drive
Try to lay hand on every thing and survive
We take birth alright
But die soon with all kinds of fight
We have come on this beautiful land
But can’t make it sure with lovely end
As desert booms with colorful flowers
The landscapes emerge with rainy showers
There is impressive show and nicely appealed
Lots of natural secrets to be positively revealed
Even though there is basic instinct to complain
Yet we can not keep aloof or silently remain
We watch it helplessly yet enjoy it full
As we know its futility and possibility of looking dull
Sometimes we feel sadness for unknown fear
Think of likely loss of life and shockingly bear
Everybody is duty bound to depart from lovely land
Why not then befriend with all and love the sand
We may loose our trail in time to come
Yet all changes must be welcomed
What is more important than having fear?
The strength to withstand and nothing more to hear
We are part and parcel of whole universe
One goes on or before time and another enters
Everything is set and known to all
There is rise for everything and imminent fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Forgive me Oh, almighty
My heart is filled with grief and pain
Tears rush in eyes for something to explain
The voice is choked as eyes refuse to believe
I just stay in silence for pain to relieve
I feel part of some heavenly body
This place has not been put by anybody
It is heavenly and appeals all to become noble
Serve the poor, pray the almighty and never crumble
Here is place where life was sacrificed
For sacred principles and upholding values as promised
Holiest of holy land from where prophet preached
Spread the message with utmost faith and searched
With first sight it generates divine feeling
Person may offer everything as willing
From a distance I have developed an emotional link
Something runs in veins when I pray and think
It is my first routine in the morning
Pray with joint hands and ask for condoning
For all mistakes and evil work done in day time
With open heart and clear mind to forgive as no crime
I am unable to hold more when face is covered with tears
It speaks of something which is difficult to bear
How could people be that disrespectful to the holy soul?
When disciples voluntarily gave up life for noble call
I could realize now why are we called mean animals?
Why we end up in tragedies with quick dismissals?
Why we face all consequences of bad nature
Yet don’t forget to inflict injury for others
I only know about the great sacrifice
The holy stand taken and laying down of life for promises
It makes me to cry and wish in all my humbleness
Oh God, grant me such strength and shine on face
It gives me enough of feeling from inner space to do worthwhile
To extend sincere wishes to all Muslim brethrens to think for while
The ideals and principles for which the traditional values are held
Be united in resolve and strength else the fate is going to be sealed
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happy Ramadan and Eid mubarak
“Happy Ramadan and Eid Mubark” I sincerely pray
Holy Ramadan end today on this very day
Let almighty shower all the blessings
You find all happiness without a single missing
I surrendered to almighty with a single wish
That you have everything in life with fine finish
I bowed before Him and prayed for happy stay
Happiness and joy with the family all the way
I waited for this holy day to end
With all fasts to the happiness of friend
May, Allah the almighty, show you the direction
Nothing can be sported as patch in your action
I obeyed his call during month long stay
Not a single day missed when I didn’t pay
That you be blessed with whatever possible
Life may pass with happiness and without any trouble
Stars had twinkled with gentle smile
The holy month was to start meanwhile
I stayed near to him for you
This one has remained fact and very true
Let this month come every year
When I hear prayers voice in my ear
I pray for your long life and happy journey
Let there be no dearth of precious jewels and money
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Eid greetings
“Happy Ramadan and Eid Mubark” I sincerely pray
Holy Ramadan end today on this very day
Let almighty shower all the blessings
You find all happiness without a single missing
I surrendered to almighty with a single wish
That you have everything in life with fine finish
I bowed before Him and prayed for happy stay
Happiness and joy with the family all the way
I waited for this holy day to end
With all fasts to the happiness of friend
May, Allah the almighty, show you the direction
Nothing can be sported as patch in your action
I obeyed his call during month long stay
Not a single day missed when I didn’t pay
That you be blessed with whatever possible
Life may pass with happiness and without any trouble
Stars had twinkled with gentle smile
The holy month was to start meanwhile
I stayed near to him for you
This one has remained fact and very true
Let this month come every year
When I hear prayers voice in my ear
I pray for your long life and happy journey
Let there be no dearth of precious jewels and money
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Mom, Where You Are!
You are hung on big white wall
A symbol of peace and look very tall
It is life size picture standing alone
Reminds me of the lovely days that have gone
Why did you leave us behind?
How much generous you were and kind?
How could you do that in hurry?
We are left helpless and in constant worry
Mom, daily I stand in front of your picture
You are live in my eyes and making it sure
You have not left us alone it seems
Why do I feel to be in night dreams?
Mom, tell me first, why did you go at all?
People tell it is not good place and like living hell
What will you be doing there without us?
I don’t believe anything and yet fully trust
No, you come back and take us in your fold
I feel we are left alone and just have been sold
We did not realize about absence or were told
We want no treasure, money or gold
Mummy, please hold my hand and take me out
Markets are flooded with toys as they all talk about
This is first time and I don’t see you around
You are no where here to be seen and found
I won’t celebrate any of the festivals
Till I see you in home with arrival
You left when I was fast asleep in your lap
Someone told me about your demise with big slap
I refuse to believe in almighty and his acts
Why did he do it alone with me in fact?
We feel helpless and have no place to go
The chilly wind reminds us all when it gently blows
With each silent knock, we rush to the door
We get up hurriedly from sleep when some steps are heard on floor
Oh mom, no reason to be away for so many days
You stay here permanently and don’t think of going away
Will you not listen to my voice with appeal?
I miss you so much at heart and cry in real
I am completely broken and miss every beat
I hear silently your sweet voice and rush to greet
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pain of thorn
Oh, God I could feel the pain of thorn
I am at aghast to know how it could be worn.
The wounds all over and body completely torn
Was this the only thing when God father sent the baby to be born?
Anarchy, disbelief, injustice and torture prevailed
Fanatics ruled and religious practice curtailed
No safety for disciples and complete blockade
No hymns, no prayers and all congregations forbade
Was there any necessity for almighty to take birth on land?
Why did earth illuminate and bell rang on arrival with the bands?
Was it right signal for the mass to take a heave a sigh of relief?
Some divine soul was to take birth to strengthen their belief
How much we caused a pain and anguish?
We were hell bent upon for their life to be finished
We did not see kindness and love for mankind
On the contrary we ignored the teachings as blind
Thousands of years later still I feel the same pain of wound
I cry over each place when touch and find
Why cruel treatment was meted out when you were very kind?
Why all appeals felled on deaf ears and were rescinded?
Certainly they would have been most feared animals
Who would have definitely resented the divine spirit’s arrival?
Hell might have been let loose and terror unleashed
The earth might have turned red with lots of bloodshed
You bled all along but did not flee
You were for them an inspiration like big tree
You wanted to see whole world happy and free
Many still preferred to be blinded and refused to see
What have you left behind us as golden heritage?
Beautiful life to be lead happily in each stage
No room for complaints of any kind from true disciples
Simple ideals neatly woven and based on principles
Not a single word against wrong doers and torturers?
“God forbid them from doing it and turn into believers”
They are all human and forgive them for what they are doing
Spare them for completing their sins and prove later on something
I understand no logic behind
It is forget and forgive of natural kind
No one reacts to the bad things in bad way
This is what we have been taught to keep away
Tears drops from my eyes as I try to memorize
Endless sufferings perpetrated and organized
How could you endure such a pain smilingly?
Here we are not prepared even to share happiness willingly?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Face Up
Ever since Ive seen your face
This life of mine has gone to waste
I was young and you were old
And I always knew you were cold
At the start you had a heart
But in the end you lost your friend
Can you see your own dark face?
Its dieing in a lonely place
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
As we get old, we lose our place
Reflecting back the worlds disgrace
I feel so low, I feel so humble
Sometimes in life we take a tumble
Dont let anybody tell you that youre no good
Cause you know they would
Dont let anybody tell you what you should do
Cause its not that way and...
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure
And life was just an open door
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
You were me and I was you
This world of ours it felt brand new
You took me a little further...
I heard it all before, Ive heard it all before
I cant hear it anymore
Your hair was long, your eyes was blue
Guess what Im gonna do to you
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure
And life was just an open door
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought...
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure...
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Continue normal way
Everything is going on as usual
Nothing is taken as unusual
People move in causal manner
Mix with each other and feel better
Human nature is as such and needs company
You may need some one to confide and not so many
Hence there is compulsion to create small group or circle
Where you can get support for everything and avoid possible troubles
No one knows what is happening on another side
As world has become one with areas very wide
People have moved closer with so much of cooperation
Opened up new avenues with closer ties and cordial relation
Who moves us to explore all possibilities?
When we know life is uncertain with lots of uncertainties?
Who pulls string from behind and make to dance with particular tune?
Everybody is aware of the fact and to some extent remain genuine
We can sustain the onslaughts but can’t remove
We can put brave front and try to improve
But altogether it is somebody who guides us invisibly
Forces us to act stubborn and show the result notably
It is nice place to stay on beautiful earth
A place specially created to enjoy and end up with death
No one is immortal here and leave behind everything
Yet some people forget the basic fact and try stick on for something
Let us enjoy in limited span that has been given
Let the basic threat remain in force but forgotten
We play our part as per the conscience and situation
Life is as such with us for the simple continuation
We can’t shorten the life line or increase
That idea should never enter in mind, please
Try to lift as many miserable people as possible
The life for them otherwise proved quite impossible
We live as human being and continue normal way
We confine to circle and never try divide or go away
It is once in life time chance that we are here
Think of other land if that is possible and available there
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Simple Race
In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
It is the only way to feel guilty
As we are called children of almighty
We are made by him from simple clay
He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay
We are human being and may err
It is neither folly on our part nor error
But a gamble that every individual takes
In quest for obtaining sweet cake
Sin or no sin yet it is great load
Some of the secrets are not to be sold
They are confessed before almighty
With pure heart to regret and feel sorry
He is there with kind heart
To forgive all our sins for new start
We got to assure him of good conduct
This is known to all with simple fact
I shall stay wherever I am
Nothing should bother me or them
He is merciful and our savior
No one is superior or no one is inferior
Let us live as single entity
Prove your worth with nobility
No one takes you for granted
You lead the life as you wanted
Curse or no curse it is your concern
But forget soon when tides turn
Go before him and confess
Life is to be moved on as simple race
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In the shadow of Your wing
There's a place where safety resides,
Where I can hide from all my enemies,
There's a place where The Father gracefully provides,
Where I can hear Victor's melody.
There's a place where any scar is healed,
And all my tears are wiped away,
There's a place where my soul with peace is filled,
A place where I would always happily stay.
To that place, I often run,
I lay down my fears and woes,
I enjoy the rising sun,
And my new white as snow clothes.
In the shadow of Your wings,
The safest place I have known,
Beside the still waters and the cooling springs,
In the shadow of Your wings, never alone.
When the storms of life are coming,
When the winds so angry roar,
When I feel my world is crashing,
I dream of that Golden Shore.
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Morning Prayer Words
I hear Morning Prayer words
I think it is prevalent all over world
Somebody may call it 'Azan'*
Some one may call them 'Bhajan'*
It has definitely some meaning
A divine call from heart for winning
Love the fellow brethrens and pardon
For whatever they have unknowingly done
Why such places give us mental peace?
Why do we feel that we are at complete ease?
Is there no hidden message from our creator?
I bow my head whenever hear some prayer words in air
Our Muslim brethrens may be fasting this month
Holiest of holy month as it is called Ramadan
To purify the soul and pray for peace all over
'Allah -O-Akabar', almighty to provide the safe cover
Prayers have tremendous strength and hidden power
People offer it with sincere wishes and in rainy shower
Nothing moves them from commitment and resolve
With only request to grant confidence for it to solve
Whole religious places seem to be emitting lights
Each person dreams to have blessings right
Bow head in silence and seek for pardon
If all committed something wrong on someone
I know for sure that on one is perfect
But can not improve upon our acts?
Can we not become tolerant to mankind?
As has been seen recently that we have gone blind
'Shower on us peace and strength to withstand '
Any burden or trouble that we may be unable to stand
Provide the correct path with respect to each religion
Let some fresh air with fragrance blow in any region!
I visit holy Kaba* stone in my prayer
It provides me peace and acts as sooth sawyer
Likewise my heart bleeds when I find tears
When poor people in street painfully bear
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A day to start with....
Why our day starts with beautiful music in ear?
Why it doesn’t fail even for single day in year?
Cuckoo airs melody at an appointed hour
Whole atmosphere echoes it with good odor
All birds have special character
We may find them usually in every sector
They have their own specialty to serve the mankind
Each one holds prominence and has specialty of its kind
Cuckoo is only one bird with melodious voice
We exclaim and appreciate without any choice
She airs lovely music in air when breeze is cool
Arrival of sun shine with her song may alert even fool
It is pleasant to hear her voice with music
It generates thrill and creates good magic
God might have gifted it to one in million
Music with beauty is considered as real union
Cuckoo is black but considered as melody queen
Everybody may listen to and seems to be very keen
Pigeon may be called peace ambassador
Cuckoo too may be called God's messenger
It is early definitely some signal in the morning
Telling the world about impeding danger and stern warning
“You be sweet to all” and remain close to heart
Jump to brisk but later on turn it to good start
Nature is very kind to human being
It doesn’t differentiate between poor and king
Its flow is uniform and even in all the direction
Seasons too follow the suit with equal action
In every action you may witness complete harmony
It may not be possible with us or in fact with many
It is tragedy and must be looked as not good sign
We must love to live with peace and feel fine
If birds don’t ignore the nature then why do we?
Why we remove the trees and make them refugee
We loose the shed and they loose the home
We know nothing and aimlessly roam
Nature never deserts us and offer fine place
How easily we can forget and replace?
We can act thankless and invite the wrath
It is one step away from loosing faith
Had there been any other option for us to follow?
We could have made the land to go barren and allow
Complete destruction of natural property to pave the way
For other things to come up and permanently stay
No body can save us from possible fall out
It will be no retreat but invitation to drought
Complete extermination of mankind without battles fought
What do we seek in reality? Survival or rout?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sir Duke
Music is a world within itself
With a language we all understand
With an equal opportunity
For all to sing, dance and clap their hands
But just because a record has a groove
Dont make it in the groove
But you can tell right away at letter a
When the people start to move
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just wont quit
But here are some of musics pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget
For theres basie, miller, satchmo
And the king of all sir duke
And with a voice like ellas ringing out
Theres no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
I can feel it all over-all over now people
Cant you feel it all over
Come on lets feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
Everybody-all over people
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The Spring Has
Spring has lovely means to bring
All birds together with cuckoo to sing
Not by poor along but also king
To feel about change around the ring
Young veins allow and open to flow
For fresh blood to speed fast and show
Its real color for nature's love
Trust it more and strongly believer
It is time for changing old cloth
We it is nice time for both
To breathe and stay together
To be called innocent and passionate lover
It is in fact a lesson
For various reasons
If natures adopts change
We should look forward and manage
Love is to be made exception
It has no reason to feel for relation
It is same in autumn or monsoon
But spring may make it possible soon
What a way to observe and watch?
To get lost in moment to catch
Move around in hand to hand
Not to make others to feel jealous about friend
Moon is the only witness
Where lovers find their true face
No way to get lost over in any case
As it seems to be the only race
Silver light hunts around
Make all surrounding silvery to be found
Not only beautiful land but trees too shine
Make it superfluous to feel fine
I close the eyes when go near
Just lower the lips without any fear
It makes soul to feel and bear
The closeness to feel with few tears
It shall be endeavor of both souls
To seek solace and warmth not to commit fails
It is one of the memorable moments
To feel and make other to feel as heavenly sent
It may soon slip over to autumn
Many lovers may think bad and condemn
Yet it is change and time to settle down
To know each other and own
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May Smile On Arrival
Not only conch but hymns too
That is the only means to listen to as true
Hear or listen sacred names in the morning
Rest of the day may pass nice till the evening
Those things awaken the life
Otherwise it is like knife
It may cut man through both edges
Only faith and trust boosts him to manage
Why prayers are offered in the early hours?
Whole of the universe is fast asleep with fears
No one knows what can happen next day
So certainly the guidance is asked through prayers
If you are living near by church or mosques
You may hear it loudly when people are in queue
To offer their worship in wee hours
Some of the people may still be fast asleep on floors
Churches bell ring with clear sign
Mosques offering loudly regain
The presence of almighty is felt and aired
People may know it is time for prayers to be offered
The poem is not to speak about what you do
How you do and in which way you feel true?
It is just an indication of lovely signal
That fortune may smile on its arrival
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Thank You For Making Me Suffer
Thanks for using me up completely, then throwing me away
Thanks for making me cry, those sad tears again
Thanks for pushing me away, when I most needed you
Thanks for ignoring my calls, when I needed to hear your voice
Thanks for not answering my text messages, making me feel ignored and unloved
Thanks for blaming me for shit, I didn’t try to do
Thanks for making me feel worse than what my family made me feel
Thanks for walking out of my life, the real you has now been revealed
Thanks for helping me realize what this life is all about
No one is as nice as they say
No one is as perfect as they look
No one is as real as they claim
No one will stay with you but just walk away
We won’t be protected, just like they promised
Our heart is always in jeopardy
Promises always broken
Heart, once again, inflicted in pain
Thanks for hurting me and fortifying my heart
Thanks for opening my eyes to better things in life
I really do want to thank you
Because with no pain,
There is no strength to gain
In my soul
Bring me pain
make me suffer
Make me cry
Make me hate myself
Make me feel guilty
Because I know at the end
I will thank you
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Tears In Such A Way
No use in crying or shedding tears in such a way
Jesus is never far and stays away
He is always near to or in fact in your heart
Guides you each step and remains as inseparable part
Everything is destined to be happy moment
There is no scope to curse or resent
Why tears should find place in eyes?
Life should be trouble with many question of why’s?
You are able and very much capable
Leave your ship in his hand and forget about troubles
What is loss and gain when he has squared fairly?
His gesture with smile is always with you nearly
Let tears fill your eyes and heart
Feel the pain of what he had undergone at start
He bore all the pain to self and worked for us
We shall have faith and unbreakable trust
Nothing should weaken you spirit
As it is divine and get from poor when you greet
Ask for blessings to pursue the message in earnest
This is the life he wants from us to lead as best
Leave everything to him and act as disciple
Life is meant to be led even with struggle
Smooth and easy life is no happiness at all
Swipe the tears of poor and make it as frequent call
You will find glittering shine on face
Let it be anything or whatever may be the case
He is there to take care of lovely garden
We may be blooming daily and fading even
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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