Highest peak
So many achievements and feats by able bodied persons
They have high ambitions and fulfillment with reasons
And why not they dream high for personal goals?
As it will always be the desire for inviting calls
It is not easy to score victory for adversary?
It has become now all that important and necessary
It is moving through all difficult terrains and hostile winds
Let us hope and resolve it with bright hopes to find
Some one pertinently asked me the question in disbelief?
How come a handicapped person goes top with belief?
I had no reason to hide the answer but merely stared
I could laugh at him and cut joke but did not dare
Can lame person scale the highest peak?
If God is pleased then yes even if he is weak
when mentally retarded can understand and speak?
Why can you not do it if not in days than in weeks?
His blessings are invariably must
Provided you have full confidence and trust
If God is pleased then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land can be turned infertile and fertile into barren
if He wished it to happen and that too all of sudden
We will face the upheaval and upset
When sun is in middle and not set
We remember Him only when caught between cross fire
They have no time to spare little time for prayer
What else keeps them alive amidst all uncertainties?
When all odds disfavor them and no clear certainty
It was our good luck that we are safe and alive
this is despite our wrong doings and reluctance to believe
We have been ample opportunities to prove and excel
Else we can not have the right to feel safe and well
No one can find out the reason or cause of their well being
They may still be ruling on vast land as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and very unkind
at any time they may be unseated with flow of wind
There won't be any easy escape route or recall
They will witness all worst things including downfall
The wind may throw them on and cause rout
No one will come to know their where about
The change may sweep them away in flood
They may not be able to avail the good food
They may be forced to flee and leave all behind
There won’t be any trace or trail to find
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A lame can scale
Can lame person scale the peak?
If God is pleased then yes even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is pleased then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and turn barren
We will face the destruction all of sudden
People remember God when caught in cross fire
They did not pray so far or admired
It was their good luck that had kept them alive
They were not in this world because they did not believe
God doesn't distinguish between believer and non believer
Even though they are burden on earth don’t deliver
Such type of persons may be hardly or found in some sections
We can feel pity and offer no reaction
They don't realize the cause of their well being
They may still be ruling on vast land as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not kind
We have witnessed their down in wind
One final blow by God may unseat them all
There won't be any escape for their recall
The wind may dash them ground and result in rout
No one will come to know about their where about
Have you ever witnessed the rough weather during sea voyage?
Was their any chance to come alive to shore and manage?
Could anyone bring it under control with power of money?
It was only His grace that made possible your safe journey
Who can come to your rescue when ship is sure to sink?
At critical time why do you remember him and think?
He will definitely show the grace if you had maintained the link?
You may find no route, watch helplessly and blink
He is there to protect us in all crisis
There is no particular reason or thesis
It is firm belief and faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can come on earth with force
You may be suffering from guilt with remorse
You are misguided lot even if path is carefully chosen
Relation may stand severed and continuously frozen
You stay cool from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding the plants with bad aim in farm
It will not grow fully until rains heavily
You may come to realize later on wen it grows really
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Act before it is lost
Can lame scale the highest peak?
If God is pleased, even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is merciful then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and there won't be any trace
We will face the destruction if fallen out of grace
People loose the faith when caught in cross fire
They had so far not prayed almighty and admired
It was their uncommitted faith that had kept them alive
They were in this world even if they did not believe
God doesn't disgrace those who are non believer
Even though they are burden on earth and unable to deliver
There may be hardly few or to be found in some section
We can never appreciate or digest their reaction
They don't come into terms and realize of their well being
They may be ruling on vast land with authority as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not very kind
We have seen and witnessed their down fall like that of wind
One final blow may unseat them all
There won't be any escape even if they pray and call
The wind may deliver final blow with possible rout
No one will come to know about their fate or where about
Have you witnessed the sea turning rough during journey?
Can any one bring it under control with the help of money?
Who can come to your rescue when it is shot sure to sink?
Only prayers and good work if you had maintained the link
He is there to protect us all the time and in crisis
There is no particular science or thesis
It is firm belief and total faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can down pour with all its force
You may be waiting for its arrival with remorse
You may loose the path even if carefully chosen
Relation may sever and stand always frozen
Stay ablaze from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding with pouring of water in farm
It will not grow fully until it showers heavily
You may come to sense when it grows really
This is how you come into being and grow with confidence
He is always there to avoid any unpleasant incidence
You may still deny His existence and walk on barren land
You may live here aimlessly without any friend
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All dreams not come true###(in 500)
All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
though may not be the nature too so kind
Dreaming in day time is not at all good
Good thoughts and efforts work as food
Earnest efforts to come out of wood
Failure may stun and you loose the hope
Still not difficult to walk on tight rope
It is not bad to dream for high sky
Speak always truth and do not lie
You may not have wings to fly
Still nothing wrong to work and try
No need to think or needlessly cry
You must have third sense to rise
All acts should be sensible and wise
Rise and fall is part of the game
Goal and ideas you must frame
No use trying luck or fate to blame
What ever you do must be with resolve?
Take full blame and never try to absolve
Put in best efforts to come out and solve
Full dedication and make everybody to involve
Try to mix with all as soluble dissolve
Despite put in best efforts it may not materialize
Failure may be sure but we may not visualize
All draw backs reasons before us but can’t analyze
Complete system may run into trouble and paralyze
Still strive very hard to see the reason and synchronize
Complete days routine and reflections of day’s thoughts
In night, thoughts clash and hard won battles are fought
Freedom and joy sincerely thought and brought
Stealing in day time but not easily caught
Simply night dreaming when lying in the cot
Continue to seek solution in dream,
Energy not focused but travel in beam
Try very hard and work as team,
Good efforts in direction but not as power game
Not letting any opportunity with excuses lame
So I find easy way to seek refuge in night
Lie low and have good say without light
more and more attention I try to pay
Always hope to find way in form of ray
washing shores with water at feet of bay.
Life doesn’t end with setting of day
Sun may rise again with bright ray
Your hopes may be high and tall
Vast horizon may lie open for all
Try for success without any fall
Come what may be the slogan
Life and opportunities may begun
Nothing to loose with worth attempt
Sometimes you may gain with action prompt
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Cry not
You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?
Go in isolation or on the roof top
yell and shout as much as you and don’t stop
If need be then go to the hill peak
Shout in wilderness and don’t speak,
I want that not a word is heard,
No tears must be seen or feared
no one should come to sob you off
and no one should cut a joke on you and laugh
if you Cry in open or complain to anybody,
it may bring disgrace to somebody
it may prove difficult and the path may not be easy?
It will always trouble you even if you are so busy?
Never say in open that you loved her
Even if you want cry then don’t bother
don’t excuse that wall was so high
Wall may remain there even if you fly
Claim not that moral was so high,
you won’t get whatever you want in life
she may not become your wife,
then will you put your neck to knife?
See the reason and decide for and against
it is real submission that will be counted for as test,
what happens if you simply go for admission,
There may still be omission and emission,
Cry not for the beautiful and bright “eyes'
They are completely veiled to say byes
It may offer very good smile
When you are in very good mood for while
It is sign of cowardice and lack of the will
You should go for all the options available still
Why do you prefer to shed the tears in corner?
You should preserve your energy in the burner
There will be definite turn and change
Time may come and you will be able to manage
It will be good sign for honest and sincere lover
Rain too may feel happy and pour the shower
Think that you are the only person to be so lucky
The situation may prove difficult and tricky
Still you may have to face to the tune of rough weather
If you get her on your side then it will be honor or feather
Prove to the world that you are the only person?
There is every possibility to succeed for simple reason
The luck has to smile on you and wait for the chance
You will have then no time to look back and glance
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Emotional bursts
All of sudden tears roll out,
No reason whatsoever and nothing about,
No defeat, no victory and no rout,
Still reality and sudden fall out,
Emotions burst out with sudden good news,
No solution in sight but call for reviews,
No hopes for success but call for interviews,
Where chances for success are little or few,
It is state where sudden looseness occur in mind,
No easy way out still escape route to find
It is difficult to control but to bring an end,
Nerves act loose and emotions send,
Everything is known fact but still we weep,
Look so childish but forceful smile we keep,
No reason to look around but till we peep,
To avoid a personal audience we pretend to sleep,
Even bravest person among all on earth has failed,
Gripped with fear when boat is not smoothly sailed,
Got no reprieve and even not even bailed out
Emotions grip when dear ones are jailed,
With slight unusual things makes us to laugh,
Eyes glitter when not facing weather rough,
Fatal accidents not resulting into death,
Emotions run very high while laying wreath,
We gracefully bow when blessed with success,
Never dreamt about but find easy access,
We tend to loose control and surrender to feelings,
Heart is beating fast with joy and happy fillings
Even slight happiness sends us rolling,
Face becomes tense for result before polling,
Continuous flow of thought confine us to corner
Flare up emotion any time with heavy anger
Its occurrences is not unusual but natural,
One should not be Confined to limits overall,
It is simple to burst out with sudden call,
Even you may laugh free with a sudden fall
It is good for health to omit complete anger,
it is equally not good if not to ask food when facing hunger,
Let it take its implication in limited way,
No one has full control on it or even say
We should not be so sentimental in this regard
Not to think unnecessarily and look forward
It is beyond our capacity to ignore such call
It is so useful and important for our rise and fall
No one will have control over its outburst
Good control and anchoring is essential and must
It does not require special skill or talent
One must surrender to situation and relent
It may have serious fall out on health
Can’t be prevented with medicine or wealth
Only self control can put little brake
Its impact will be not less than earth quake
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Time turned cruel
The time turned cruel on me
I was shocked at news to find again lonely and free
He had breathed his last in hospital bed
He was no more and had been declared dead
It is easy for male to recover from shock
He can withstand up to the last till running out of stock
He can manage the scene and come back on feet
Prepare self to accept any challenge and meet
I am not mentally robust
Some times I loose confidence and trust
I am not made of stubborn stuff
I fear sometime to tell lie or offer bluff
Since I am left alone and must eventually bear
All consequence that has been thrust near
I must gear up self to meet the worst tomorrow
As I have no idea how things will allow
I have lost no hope and can cope up with time
I can put up with hard reality and face any time
He was strength to me but I should not cry over it
I must chase the opportunity with firmly placed feet
My daughter is the only surviving soul
So nice, helpful hand and beautiful
I have great hope in her to come out
Show to the world that there is nothing difficult to talk about
I find sea and its waves very close
Waves go up with force and make typical noise
All that fascinates me with wonderful change
Wind also blows powerfully but I skillfully manage
God has given me chance to prove ability
Females are no sitting ducks and can show quality
Either in good time or in bad times with demonstration
That they can face any rough weather in question
I am out with daughter on sea beach
Sea is out stretched and eyes can't reach
Yet I feel sea is very much magnificent
Whatever I do is correct and right with his consent
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Good quest
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more food.
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So many reasons
Incidentally we are God fearing persons
We have strong belief with so many reasons
It is broadly interwoven in complete mind
There is no pace for less scope for thoughts to find
Incidentally we are God fearing persons
We have strong belief with so many reasons
It is broadly interwoven in complete mind
There is no pace for less scope for thoughts to find
Faith sometimes compel us to depend on fate
We express helplessness and openly state
“Nothing is in our hand” as it is not destined
And we mutely agree to the things already imagined
Even highly educated people tend to bow down
They may curse themselves even if fault is not their own
This can be considered as a escapist tendency
One can only cut sorry figure and feel pity
We are for sure that only almighty is powerful
The life can end with consequence so sorrowful
This gives rise to faith blindness to succumb
Person never tries contest and remain mute and dumb
In one way it is good not to fight against unfavorable condition
It advises you to observe restraints and reserve the ammunition
It is nice to leave certain things for comfortable feeling
You might be certainly not for in or unwilling
If thing turn in your favor, you may pray god for success
You may even try to reason out for easy access
This has all happened due to luck and fate
Only fortune arrived in time from lucky gate
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What the hell 'm doing on earth?
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more fo
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I was too....
I was too busy to concentrate on daughter
With her funny ways I used to burst in laughter
Such was her sweet voice and innocent face
I was running behind her with little slow space
Days were riding on with high speed wind
Where was the time to think and find?
She was growing with faster pace
I too was too left out of the race
Alas! I could stop the time with imagination
She was lovely child borne out of good combination
Life was full of joy and she was our only hope
Suddenly I found myself walking on tight rope
It increased my pulse rate as it reminded me of something
She was opening up
as rose and I was ageing
What would be her fate or future in coming days?
What should I do for her to find the easy ways?
Her innocent days were just yesterday’s talk
It was gripping my mind when I used to go for walk
Was it not the genuine concern on part of father?
The thought itself was driving me further and further
She must be parted with very good education
At no stage in life she should feel alone or suffocation
She must have all the training as required
I immediately put my plan in action and enquired
She will come out as brilliant child
Intelligent, wise, beautiful and mild
She must be at heart very generous and kind
No one would think bad of her and mind
Normally what all parents think and do?
Wish that their kids prosper and pass through
Nothing should hamper their growth and future
They should get settled in their life tenure
I was no exception and thought the same
Her young age and maturity all off suddenly came
It left me thinking and in state of panic
It was not matter of joke or place for picnic
The Concern and fear made my nights barren
Change was unexpected and came all of sudden
I used to murmur in sleep and sake up at night’
“Must think and take steps” I thought it right
As wife had left amidst half way of the sea
She was only child of our love of tree
It was my only desire to see her in comforts
I had to concentrate my energy and double the efforts
I am very much sure of her golden days
She is humorous but must find ways
I have high hope in her to top and excel
Life should not contentious and pass well
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Still Waiting
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Drop dead a bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
Three times casino eviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Ignorance and Understanding
We're the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But whos left? To start the pleading
How far will we take this
It's not hard to see through the sickness
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
This can't last forever
Time won't make things better
I feel so alone
Can't help myself
And no one knows
If this is worthless
Tell me: so
What have we done
We're in a war that can't be won
This can't be real
I don't know what to feel
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
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Day and night
How do we define day and night?
Difference is like wrong and right
Not a one can be termed avoidable?
Each part is important and commendable?
Early morning and evening has it sown importance?
So many people might have not observed it even at once?
We only witness it as time lag for beginning or an end
We decline from the outset and have no favorable trend
We give full marks for the rising sun
Set our timings and start to run
It starts with opening up of day’s schedule
Man works like machine by injecting the fuel
It is done only by keeping the aspirations high
He has strong resolve to attain something and fly
Nothing comes on his way for fulfilling the aim
The days prove to be crucial fir legitimate claim
Each day brings him high hope and despair
Sometimes programme fail to take off and flop in air
Yet it did not discourage a dedicated person
He has every opportunity open with solid reasons
It has something to do with real life and accompany
Something to dream of and find nice company
A smooth and lovely path after day’s hard work
Something to remember and something to flirt
He has no spar time for morning breeze
Yet he can’t ignore or completely freeze
He has passion along with true devotion
To pass of the time peacefully with all the emotions
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Good morning Boss
Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart
It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way
In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,
I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work
I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?
Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed
it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass
If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords
After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost
Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence
It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence
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Nice to see you
"Hello, nice to see you here"
I was stunned to hear her
She was long time friend on line
I felt so excited and very fine
I wished her a happy life and good health
And she reciprocated it with equal warmth
"What a way to remember long time friend!
Even if with not in speaking terms can be mended
I felt like rushing to her
She was nice and very kind to care
I memorized her by saying many good things
You remember a friend for small or minute things
She was quick enough to invite in her land
An invitation very rare to refuse from friend
I was so much moved by her gesture
Saw an opportunity to see her in future
How do you remember so minutely?
I asked her in confidence lately
She was firm with reply and smiled
"You are so sweet" her reply was styled
You are white skinned woman
And I am man of dark complexion
She was not hesitant and acknowledged
Nice gesture with good humor well managed
It is common to find a person
You find some good things with reasons
But to stay for long with absence
And come out with same eagerness is real essence
You are lovely man with good nature
She was summing up with bold posture
I felt heavenly under the sky
She was worth to remember and try
As I was approaching evening in life
To find life time friend is to experience an edge of knife
It is difficult to judge and understand mentality
Yet it proved as an acid test with very good quality
I wondered about water pond in desert
She was same with all love to insert
I felt it unique in this hostile world
I felt gracious act on her part and lucky to be in her fold
People take an affront to friendship
Someone may remark it with bad sportsmanship
I always disregard their opinion and continue to surge
Accede to request and go on making new friends with strong urge
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A hard to say good bye
It is very hard to say good bye
You may loose the strength even if you try
You can’t bear the separation
To loose him or her permanently is out of question
The intimacy is developed over the number of years
It is very difficult to miss and silently bear
The ears may be deafening for sweet voice to hear
Thee whole schedule may be off the track and out of gear
Its impact on mind is really devastating
It is layer in between and keeps it insulating
The grief and sadness appear all of sudden
It may isolate you from daily routine even
How in a friction of seconds a person can be no more?
How in no time ship an run aground and not reach the shore?
Is it not the life full of uncertainties and unsecured?
Can life be taken for sure and in terms measured?
No one can answer these questions in affirmative
No one will come to your rescue and not even your relatives
It is full of mystery and bound to happen
You must brace up for any eventuality and sharpen
No activity comes to grinding halt
There may prevail lull after strong assault
The tragedy may take place but impact may be little short
You must try to forget it and cut very short
You may come across such things on number of occasions
There may be lot of casualties at the time of invasions
Whole country may be reeling under the grief
It may remain there for quite time but stay for brief
Certain things may remain forever and have lasting effect
Every year they may remind us and force us to react
We will not be in position to offer condolences or act
This is reality of life and remains as barren fact
You may try to forget and give it a go bye
You may not remember and ask any question as to why?
The things still remain in your upper mind
You may not have satisfactory answer to find
You have loved your dear ones for quite long
They might have committed right or wrong
Still they occupy position close to your heart
It may remain hardest hit fact from the start
Let us not be carried away by pure sentiments
We may feel sorry for that particular moment
We can’t stop moving with sadness at all places
We got to move on to find the smiling faces
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dark prepresents bad
Darkness is compared to blindness
Pessimism is termed as darkness
Permanent blockade of mind is considered as dark zone
Anything which h is not subject to change will prove prone
Yes darkness prevails where no future exists
No good things take place where morality lacks
There is absence of clear thought and insight
Future seems black and no hope to look it bright
Transformation form darkness to light is called new birth,
All means are available and there is no dearth
There should not be any hindrance to change
There exists ample chances and you must manage
Number of examples is there to site
You may find the direction from left to right
It may sometimes cause you anxiety and pain
Your efforts may pay you will never go in vain
Darkness goes away with the arrival light
It is not simple light but show of strength and might,
The goal can be seen clearly and path lay wide
You must catch the wind and successfully ride
Continue to strive hard and avoid fight or unpleasant things
You must have zeal power to cross the sea on powerful, wings
You should not feel caged as animals in circus rings
You can become mighty person on earth as king
Darkness is transitory period and can never last long
To think truth may not prevail is totally wrong
It may prove very difficult to go near the aim
But it may be felt sweet when you definitely claim
Bright sun shine spreads and illuminate the soil
All opportunities and chances are open to avail
One should not loose hope and remain in dark
Even dogs run for chance and continuously
Fortune favors the brave and eludes the cowards
The can never expect in their life any rewards
Righteous approach may rule but not the wrong,
Many may understand the truth and try to walk along,
No one needs to look back and think of dark,
You may try to search right things but not wrong side of the park,
It is always good beginning and humble start,
You jump in with good intention and start
The failures some time disappoint us and push to the corner
You are left with no option but to go all out and garner
It may prove very crucial if you stand fast and face the rough weather
You will come out with success and add to the glory with feather
Never remain gloomy with little setback
Gone days might be over and can't be brought back
The switch over should be smooth and quick
You must go all out and easily pick
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A turn about
Your eyes have deserted you and vision is blurred
Ears too have given the way with no faint idea of murmur
Feet crumble under the weight and can’t inch forward
There is no way left but to think and go downward
How to count those lost moments?
Why to shed for all past movements?
No particular good things to remember
Leave as refugee among the family members
You have no time left to make about turn
You have gone weak to run
What else you can do now?
The question remains to be seen where and how?
Who will you take with?
What will you try to seek?
The time has reduced from months to weeks?
You may witness fall from highest peak?
It is self created agony
It was all mad rush for money
What did I get at the end?
Everything is lost including friends
I fear my end journey may not go well
People may have enough complaints tot tell
It is proving difficult and living hell
I did everything including soul to sell
I may not taken well by anybody
I have alienated and annoyed everybody
I did care for self and beautiful body
I pretended that I was happy and moody
It doesn’t go well all the way
Sometimes you will have to dearly pay
They may neglect you completely to your dismay
You may think your self useless for further stay
Such is state of affair when you are left alone
It is such tragedy and condition after cyclone
It is battle and must be fought as lone
You may cut sorry figure with aching bone
You had enough time to recover and act
You neglected and did not pay attention to fact
You considered yourself as immortal
This only proved as mistake and very fatal
You never pay attention when tide is in favor
You big mistakes will be taken as minor
You may continue to live under false pride
The fact may remain fact but you may try to hide
It is not the time to retrieve the situation
There is also no time to for fine equation
It is time to go for honest salvation
Remember Him in those moments for elevation
It is easy to count in prayers all misdeeds
They may serve as solace with good feeds
Seek the true and easy way for remorse
You may not feel let down by force
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Desert
It simply strikes our mind with barren land
Love, gestures, good will and flowers in hand
Look beyond horizons and you find no friend
Eyes get tired and find nothing in the end
This is description of desert in our mind
Nothing friendly and nature too seems unkind
Sands all over with no lively movements in sight
It is nature versus human being for rightful fight
It has its own beautiful land and surroundings
Earth and sky meet present very good bonding
Sandy winds and dry climate force us to think
Eyes get widened to see vast tracks and wink
Desert has got its own source of greenery
Palm trees and sweet water present good scenery
How beautifully camel swim on sandy soil?
Relentless struggle with natural odds to toil
How can this barren land be turned into fertile?
What best we can strive and try for it meanwhile?
It is nature and human that tries to prevail upon
Foot prints on sand emerge when we follow on
Small water well in midst of soil may quench your thirst
You may think you are not the one who has traveled first
It’s deep Sand Ocean with so much mystery in its belt
More we are inching closer to it less its impact is felt
If human natures turns desolate or into desert
It has nothing to acknowledge or new ideas to insert
Love, affection and feelings have taken back seat
As if heart is there and functions but without any beats
It has no life to be witnessed or seen on the surface
Exchange no good words or feeling when see face to face
It has turned into hard stone with nothing new to offer
Person seems to be all over dead and inside coffer
It has its unusual boom and different visitor’s influx
They swarm from distant land with colorful wing and relax
All of sudden new life emerges with arrival of birds
Green pastures attract many including cattle herds
It has all qualities to absorb, refuge and shelter
Too hot windy summer and icy severe winter
To act as kind lover and meantime hostile enemy
To show the path to all with keen interest to envy
We have lot more to learn from desert environment
There is common ground for happy and sad moments
Once upon a time they would have remained hospitable
Now turning into marshy land or islands inhospitable
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A burden on individual
It is great burden on individual if he tries to conceal
His conscience may bite till he doesn’t reveal
It is like mustering medicine on wounds to heal
He may have peace of mind and fee it in real
It is human tendency to feel pinch of salt
He may think all the time about his fault
He may not be in position to hide his guilt
It is human mechanism that is there and inbuilt
One must remain particular about doing small things
His strength lies in feeling great like kings
He may find it convinient o think of powerful desire
His followers may follow suit and always admire
One may feel unwanted and forgotten by everybody
He may have strong urge for hunger in body
H e may feel the impact of poverty despite being rich
Everything may seems to be slipping away beyond his reach
He may feel elated at every success
With God’s blessings he will always have an easy access
It required only humbleness with an earnest try
He should leave it to almighty and never question why?
One should never feel lonely and isolated
Everything should run smoothly and stay related
It may not be possible to keep everything in tact
Less you retain more will be happiness in fact
It becomes impregnable fort if that is fortified
Nothing can penetrate even if honestly tried
We should not create a wall where nothing can go out
It will be then impossible to retrieve from possible rout
Let there be all the doors open for free air to come in
You may have to make less effort to score the win
You may easily converse and have the idea as to how to cope
It may prove not difficult but easy to walk on rope
Feed the one person if you can’t cater many
Try to show you are rich even if you are without penny
The flow will be automatic and the purpose will be served
You may get all what you have longed for and deserved
Spread out message of love and harmony to all
You may still feel guilty conscience to make call
Don’t confine anything to your self but make concerted effort
See to it that you are not failing in making good rapport
Everything will be fine with the advent of self confidence
Your heart may not skip with any of the bad incidence
It may prove to be a great asset on your part
It will good beginning with happy start
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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WhAt sHe Did tO HiM
He loved her more than anything alive
He thought she was the reason for him to survive
He’s always been fair to her
He always told her that she was the reason for his glee
But yet he never knew who she’ll become
And what person she’ll soon be
He thought she loved him as he loved her and even more
But soon he’ll find out that all this love was before
She will change and leave him with no hope for love or trust
He will find out that this love became iron rust
After all he’s done for her...she was never grateful indeed
She will soon tell him that he wasn’t the guy to need
He will be heartbroken, he will lie in despair
Desperation that has no cure and is impossible to repair
He will find it hard to acclimate
He will find it hard to accept
He will soon throw away all her precious things
Things so valuable that he has kept
Nobody can be trusted anymore
Since all this trust was before
It is hard to believe in the word love
Since love is what initiates problems before they are acted upon
And soon he or she that is loved
Will with no doubt
Be internally gone…
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