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Her absence

I see her daily and find
All smiling faces in air and wind
Giving enormous joy and divine touch
To feel whole world in her as such

No amount of words may glorify
But her presence always signify
She is there at helm of affairs
We are at bottom and she is up in stairs

I cry for mom when she not around
I search here and there for her to be found
I have felt the pulse of missing substance
This is one of the most glorious instances

I love them in any form or as it is
Lovely and beautiful creative piece
The world can be doldrums or at war
She can influence and not allow the relation to soar

I cry not for her helplessness but for her absence
She may go to any extent even opt for sentence
No flower, no money or no amount may replace
Her magnetic influence carved on our face

Today I pay great tribute in her honor
Even though I have gained statehood of major
She may excel and reign supreme
Even if situation may stay different and extreme

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A differemt world

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Oh, what an thrilling experience
To enter different world at once
Warm reception and open hands
I see in you a reliable friend

I did not know until you made it known
I was eager to see you and ready to be flown
In realistic world where you and me mattered
I was confident of reality not to be shattered

I could see high hopes in your green eyes
I could see the graph going high and rise
Never to fall and fail in beautiful journey
You had not lust for wealth, fame or money

You were sending chillier waves
I was feeling great escape and close shaves
You were standing there to embrace
I had all the smiling on my face

The rose flower lost its charm
As you were affectionate and warm
The flowers had no place near by
It would be total failure even if you try

I could see and envisage golden future
You were standing there for me to assure
Life will be so beautiful without any sadness
To be absorbed in your presence with so much gladness

There is no presence of mind now
No other ideas but to surrender how?
You are sent by almighty to guide the ship
I shall be secured and won’t let you skip

I dreamed of a place where there was no scope
No desertion, no deception and slight chance to flop
You were there in every object to boost my spirit
I was finding clear path even when lamp was dimly lit

We were to unit with divine blessings
It was assured of no lapses or missing
The soul and blood had mixed to such an extent
That to think of minute’s separation was force to lament

The eyes sparkled when you stared at
I could see clearly a divine wait
It was not simple gesture or lust
The eternal love was felt as must

You did all convincing in best possible way
I could see bright future with hopeful ray
It was to enlighten us in coming days
I was confident of reality and not running away

It was immense pull from your magnetic filed
So much influence and powerful thrust to yield
You were there with terrific charisma and held
A position which was uppermost and mind and worked as shield

What an awesome way for an end to quest?
All speculations and uncertainties to rest
I definitely feel the pulse of eternal belonging
It was the sun shine with very good beginning

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Glorious day

I see her daily and find
All smiling faces in air and wind
Giving enormous joy and divine touch
To feel whole world in her as such

Why all women may not feel same?
No one is to be blamed?
It is natural arrangement
Not necessary to offer bad comments

It is glorious day
Let everybody feel it in different way
Women may remain powerful and at center
With not at mercy of her mentor

It is time to assert and prevail
With all rights to enforce and avail
No more cruelty and torture
We may shape the future

Why go as weak force and submit?
Let it start with small glow with dim lit
We may put more thrust and fuel
At least no to role that is dual

Let no one remain under wrong illusion
There is not even slight confusion
We are there and even rise from the grave
Continue to strive for position and crave

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Air...nothing But Air....

i have not seen you
you are air
that passes me by
you are invisible and you
want to teach my heart
to love
so you ask the help of the
scented flower
and you made the petals dance
the buds open
and you have finally taught my
heart to sing
the songs of love
under the fullness of the moon

i feel you then...

can i change you into something that i can kiss
and touch and sleep with?
you are air still,
you are invisible,
i feel your essence but i cannot touch
your presence
my arms are empty
and longings still haunt me
you are still a certain space
that is never filled up
by any substance

you will pass me by
and i will feel the absence later
and this will amount to nothing but pain

more & more pain and so
i have decided for once
on a shorter notice
that as early as noontime
i shall forget you then
completely even before
the sunset comes.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Whom It May Concern

O those ignorant of the path to God
don't carry on about less than a dog.
There’s so much to be gained in youth
so get yourself interested in the truth.

If some stranger were to say to you
certain words that proved to be true
would you hold onto them and pray,
regardless of whether it was today?

You brood over too many things it seems
which are of little value even in dreams.
This situation sometimes gets out of hand
but you do manage bravely and withstand.

You're so caught up in the ways of the flesh
that you hardly know how to escape the mesh.
You keep on repeating the same mistakes over again
and wonder how on earth you have come to this end.

In this world you will always reap what you sow
take heed therefore and make an effort to know:
the actions performed will cause one to rise or fall
whatever is held in the mind opens or closes a door.

We should never take this world to be real and lasting
because everything and everyone is part of the casting,
on the world's stage depicting various dramatic scenes
and whether we like it or not make impressions it seems.

Everything we see and touch has a beginning and ending
yet we persist in hoarding as much as we can for tending.
Our inner desires are never really all fulfilled to the extent
that we don't want or crave something else for our content.

The affairs of this world have become so complex and binding
where is that situation or condition which is not demanding?
For the average person who doesn't consider any alternative
their attachment’s complete; hands, feet and head affirmative.

With everything we say and do we reveal or give something away
how much therefore can we hide from one seeing through the array.
When we find or realize our ideal in life then we'll surely know
all we have gained outside of ourselves is only a passing show.

The world we all see around us is made up of light and shadow
for everything that there is an opposite exists my dear fellow.
Most of the people in the world go from one extreme to the other
they spend most of their lives seeking additional ground to cover.

The mystery of life and death still remains to be resolved
praise be to that person who this ignorance has dissolved.
That person is immersed in knowledge and has also reached The Goal
radiating to all the divine light of wisdom, bliss and love of The Soul.

poem by George Krokos
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Lovely shelter

“Mom, you are one of the best and beautiful women”
My entry in this home might be good omen
I am so lucky to have you as wonderful mother
Who else can take your place in any way either?

I loved the way you manage complete affair
Right form domestic help to all places and very fair
How could you do it in extra ordinary way?
Emotionally attached through out and not going away

What an elegant look and gorgeous personality you are!
I shall never think of or even have little idea of going far
You provided all of us a shed under the tree
We have grown up in all the respects to be fair and free

I find whole of world in your eyes
It has never occurred in mind to ask why?
I tried to find some flaws in your movement
But no where I could found the place to resent

You are both intelligent and kind
You are strict too and not averse or blind
You take us to task for silly mistakes
We never come to you with any of the complaint or takes

I feel overwhelmed with your presence
That may be reason with divine essence
You are to me precious thing in world
Your slight absence sends me shiver with cold

I find whole world’s comfort
When I come near to you and report
I swim into another world with relief
When you move hand and murmur little or brief

I shall never be ashamed to be called your daughter
“Your mom is so beautiful” I hear this and burst into laughter
What else in family we are seeking after?
Your presence, affection and lovely shelter

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A beautiful object

The most beautiful object from the nature
To see for for self and make it sure
Its revelation is simple and pure
Eyes make its presence and assure

Everybody has realized this fact in the world
You can’t neglect or put it on hold
The relation can’t be stored in cold
The initiative has to be very bold

The silence may speak thousand of words
The world can’t be won over by power of swords
Some warmth has to be felt from within
There there will be surrender and compete win

The rolling stones will be in motion
The place may be taken over by emotions
You may try to influence and prove best
Make it known as it is your final test

Who will speak for you and reveal
Who will hold it back and conceal
It will almost prove to be real
It may find its approval and final seal

Still the eyes may speak a lot
The consequences or result you might have not thought
Without reasons no wars are fought
It is acknowledged and reasons are not sought

Silence may descend as you feel the pulse
You may have strong urge not to repulse
The eyes may not speak but seek the solace
You got to make your hut as palace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Breeze On Face

I tried to catch blowing wind
Only to find wetness of some kind
Some helplessness stage to feel internally
Some of the worry lines running externally

It is stage of anxiety with uncertainty
Some of the mysterious stages put by almighty
More we try to solve and think
Deeper we slide in and sink

I feel touch of cool breeze on the face
But she is no where near with any of the trace
I feel she is some where around
Nature to deceive me on the beautiful ground

Fragrance is spreading across the layer
I am the only one in vicinity as player
I think of her and sink in the deep thoughts
With nothing new in mind to be brought

God has done this only as right thing
Even cruel animal can be controlled in the ring
Human being has always remained love hungry
In absence of it life becomes dull and solitary

Dreams to some extent come to the rescue
You float with lots of happiness with over views
You feel and see the self as mightier man of the universe
Only to be let down in morning with tease or curse

It is not at all failure but separation
That makes you suspicious of relation
You want her to be adored in your arm
Seek the love and feel the immense charm

It is simple way of expression
Sometimes to suffer under the aegis of obsession
Ups and down take pulse away from controlled rhythm
To seek the company without wasting a moment or time

Never miss a nature even if it is man made
It is closeness of bond and not a trade
You may be puzzled but not written off
Love is knocking the door to make you laugh

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Just Emergence

Look at their just emergence
It awaits mere beautiful chance
To come up in world at once
With bright sun rays on flower's face

If you dream about its beauty
You can at once know the power of almighty
It ahs put all such elegance in its show
You can forget whole world when it grows

Such is fragrance and its outer appearance
It attracts eyes and makes magnetic influence
It has with all kinds of flowers in the garden
It is over all show and as if blessed from heaven

We are noticing only beauty and its full blossom
But never think of protecting or granting any freedom
The new born baby child meets same fate
No thought for how many might have been crushed of late

Flowers and babies have same fear over their future
Some may come up and some may vanish for sure
They are done away with termination before birth
A step never thought over even by almighty

Can we not give a second thought for a while?
Allow them to come in this world in their style
Excel with their elegance and make us to smile
Let us not make way for their exit and file

It has right to come up in a manner
And in a way so natural even in summer
Flowers need our protection to groom with care
So no one thinks to molest, pick or dare

The world is shrinking fast
The ladies are discriminated and may not evenly last
They need stern hand against and proper care
They have enormous potential to come up anywhere

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At Beautiful Home

I was at home
When you came to welcome
I was just your lovely friend
And you wanted it to end

To come near as much as possible
End the quest and put seal on final struggle
You embraced and proposed for divine bond
I consented to it as I was very much fond

Till that day onward
You are living piece with all the words
I speak with you under the influence of intoxication
Well deserved words of thanks and with appreciation

Life would have been incomplete
Had you been not there with me to compete?
Life had posed many ups and down
We hade jointly accepted it and owned

I look back with happy smile
When you are with me even for while
I hold your hand and speak nothing
My eyes do the rest and speak something

I don't know what the world will be like
But with your company there was nothing to strike
You had filled my life with all the happiness
Any would blindly pass the words on face

What would have been my fate without you?
If I had to pass with troubled time through
You were an embodiment of strong rock
All the waves retreated after being struck

I have waited long for this memorable event
When you would be sitting next to comment
I must pass few words in your praise
'Oh, my lady you have made me enough to run after and chase

What a lovely lady and beautiful you were!
I was waiting for you in window to stare
Now I sit in lovely compound
You are seen with flowers and happily to be found

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful Home