Honorable inclusion
Until you are cemented with bond
You will have no thought as first or second
You won’t know what is called separation
It has no special lamp for indication
Some of the separations are observed by all
Since it is established fact and permanent call
Life and death can’t be separated
One is linked to other and nicely corroborated
No one can separate the soul from body
This can’t be done by anybody
It is divine need and felt necessarily
When that takes place it is accepted happily
Some of the separations are body concerns
It gets sour when spoiled in turn
Where you can’t pull on any more
The separation is wanted therefore
It can be self inflicted or imposed
In both the cases trust is never reposed
The urgency of separations is felt
It is severing of relation and hitting below belt
Sometimes you need isolation from growing discontentment
You need peace and live in secluded place devoid of any comments
It can be detachment or separation from existing world
Where you develop tendency to remain in control and look very cold
If you are inclined to positive thinking
None of the concern may lead to any type of sinking
You may take it as part of life and reach to conclusion
That this is your fate and must find honorable inclusion
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Separation
How does one define separation?
What does one mean by separation?
Is it when breath is severed from the body?
Is it when the court of law declares 'divorced? '
How many separations come as blows!
How many, pass by silently!
How many separations we live with
And how many more do we contain!
Don't some come as relief too?
Tell me, my friend
Why do we always think of separation as external?
How many of us aren't really separated from our self?
Tell me, can you define separation for me?
20 May 2011
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Sonnet- Separation
When you are born, you separate from womb;
Separate from world to get to the tomb!
Some separations come on at each stage;
Quite natural ’tis and that’s the great message.
From married daughter, you must separate;
If your son leaves too, never mind the date;
If leader dies, can you then reinstate?
Separations come to all and that’s fate!
The flower separates from parent plant;
Your prayer too separates when you chant;
Soul separates from its earthly body,
In order to attain Eternity.
So, Separations are a phase of life,
Just as you divorce from your ‘belov’d wife’!
poem by John Celes
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Felt It Badly
I had felt it badly this before
I had decide to remain aloof therefore
“I shall give no space to anyone”
“Even if I am liked by some one” I resolved
I didn’t know whether it grew out of frustration
What direct bearing it had on such relation?
I was to learn it later and change opinion
As there was enough of strength with companion
If you can’t carry on with permanent arrangement
Then people may suspect even your little movement
They will have suspicion and may not trust
This impression needs to be removed as it is must
It may so happen that you can’t live together
You have gathered the impression of that lone stranger
You have biased views altogether and keep aloof
As you had enough of reasons with proof
Life is such beautiful enterprise that you can’t live in isolation
It has something to do with love and its relation
It may not involve physical relation and association
Yet it is means to be cemented for any type of orientation
There is something called live in relationship
Where two people live without having companionship
The relation not appreciated by large section
As they look suspect with such type of action
Here no question heart breaking
Nothing of any sort or complete cracking
If you can’t pull on then separate willingly
There is not much pain as it is done smilingly
But it is not that easy as you think
Even if you have weak bond, you prefer to sink
Along with your partner if time demanded
You never utter a word that is meant to be offended
It has given foundation to nice feeling
Even though it has been always willing
Yet there is belonging and soft corner
Even if you leave temper ray as partner
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Exile
By the sad waters of separation
Where we have wandered by divers ways,
I have but the shadow and imitation
Of the old memorial days.
In music I have no consolation,
No roses are pale enough for me;
The sound of the waters of separation
Surpasseth roses and melody.
By the sad waters of separation
Dimly I hear from an hidden place
The sigh of mine ancient adoration:
Hardly can I remember your face.
If you be dead, no proclamation
Sprang to me over the waste, gray sea:
Living, the waters of separation
Sever for ever your soul from me.
No man knoweth our desolation;
Memory pales of the old delight;
While the sad waters of separation
Bear us on to the ultimate night.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Living thing has to perish
Any living thing has to perish
Any start will have to finish
We are all mortals so face the disintegration
Nothing to remain behind with any such relation
Your journey and quest starts from the day one
It is not taught by or guided by any one
It is from the clear instinct that you surge ahead
It may be immaterial whether you fall back or take the lead
The body is made up of bones and flashes
It may get torn up if subjected to lashes
Even the river water washes bank
Thinking seriously and always thank
We have to find permanent refuge
The task is not small but very huge
We will have to find place to rest
When time comes to call off after delivering best
The soul may be air borne when body is laid
“It has no use without body” proverbs said
Everything comes to an end when you are no more
There is permanent place to sleep with heavy snore
You have found the place near the grave
You were so powerful and very brave
It did not help when final countdown started
You left the place with heavy heart and really parted
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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So Far Gone
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another number.
Statistics.
Becoming a mystic.
Watch the hands closely.
Its a disappearing trick.
Shes there, shes gone.
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another picture.
Memories.
The burning disease.
Watch the horror movies.
Its more flashbacks.
Its there, its gone.
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another measure.
Despair.
So f*cking scared.
Watch the fire ignite.
Its a candle light vigil.
Were there were gone.
So far gone, so far gone.
Its another place.
Distant.
Separation of the body and mined.
Traveling through outer space.
Grab the twilight.
Hold on to it.
Make it yours.
For it hasn't been there before.
So far gone, so far gone.
Its another place.
Distant.
Separation of the body and mined.
Traveling through outer space.
Grab the twilight.
Hold on to it.
Make it yours.
For it hasn't been there before.
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another treasure.
Desire.
What you want.
Watch it fade away.
Its more fools gold.
Its there, its gone.
Always on the run.
Just another label.
Faking.
What are you.
Watch the dirt fly.
Its sticks and stones.
Your there, your gone.
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another vagrant.
Living.
A need to survive.
Watch her eyes now.
Its another color again.
Shes there, shes gone.
So far gone, so far gone.
Its another place.
Distant.
Separation of the body and mined.
Traveling through outer space.
Grab the twilight.
Hold on to it.
Make it yours.
For it hasn't been there before.
Once more.
So far gone, so far gone.
Its another place.
Distant.
Separation of the body and mined.
Traveling through outer space.
Grab the twilight.
Hold on to it.
Make it yours.
For it hasn't been there before.
How its done.
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Letter From Abélard To Héloïse
The separation were very painful
but still you are part of me
although it feels as if everything is coming to an end
but you remain inoculated into me, while my thoughts run wild,
life wanted to get me down,
but still you are part of me
while your loss and pain exhausts my body,
your voice have faded in my thoughts,
life wanted to get me down,
but vulnerable I dared to write love letters to you,
I wanted to press you against my chest,
your voice have faded in my thoughts,
but I have brought you back sharp from memories,
I could even smell your scent, feel your nearness,
wanted to press you against my chest,
I did mean my love in every letter to you.
The separation were very painful
I could even smell your scent, feel your nearness,
although it feels as if everything is coming to an end.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Death's Cornucopia
She faced Death saying
'I've rolled up all the roads
traveled on my life's highway
I've burned all my dilapidated bridges
to light my way across
to see Dim Death there
my future on his map
I'm wrapped up
in my many past circumstances
making peace
with this
my Ethereal Now
all my visions
prodigal
paying my many just dues-
shedding too
all my surly life illusions
placing them among
my many compromised dreams;
before me now only
the unseen
dark-
stretching away
toward that yawning, ultimate abyss;
toward our ultimate separation-
a separation we have never known;
we two
facing now this wrenching goodbye;
this, ' she said 'is the hard part;
the leaving of
of our youth,
the photographs
the laughter
we've known
the children set now on their own
path.
That done
you with me
now is all
I need
to place my foot on this new path
undeterred
and brave.
He said
'Death's Cornucopia
can be
when we wrap ourselves
in our memories
which help us glide
gently
to that other side
but know, ' he said,
'that is in body only;
our Spirits surely
join before
to make a bridge
across
making us whole again
on the other side
even across Death's Divide.
She died
with a faint smile.
He was there
to the last
holding her hand.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Something In Mind
entered the worship place with something in mind
I was restless at heart and wanted more to find
It was not for any favor, wealth or material gain
But something was really hurting me with pain
I found myself at the distant shore
Where I felt nobody had tried to explore
I had too not thought about it before
Was I really in quest for asking more?
No, the world had me totally disillusioned
Everywhere I was hunted and needlessly questioned
I wanted an answer for it and to be mentioned
Was it my fault to be here on this lovely earth to be stationed?
I found nothing wrong with mother earth
Ample opportunity provided for meeting with death
Body to rest with ceremony of laying wreath
That was totally in conformity with faith
How many souls visit earth with beautiful body?
Breathe freely and roll on as if business of nobody
No one bothers to know what for we are!
Watch the entire scene by sitting very far
I found no answer despite putting lots of prayers
I planned to visit and take advice of sooth Sayers
As I was passing through different type of confusion layers
I had feeling of lone identity thrust upon as player
I could see labors toiling in hot sun
Playing their part with no unpleasant run
They knew it is do or die game in life
What is use of putting neck on the edge of knife?
I had enough of everything to spend with pleasure
After all there is no yardstick to apply and measure
If little thing can grant you happiness and satisfaction
Life must be shining with example and indication
We have nothing on hand after arrival
It is mere show of existence with rehearsal
Either we develop self contentment and enjoy
Or lead the life with deception and decoy
I wondered at the regular function of divine objects
They were never faltering or delaying in their acts
Sun and moon appeared at their destined time
Why we normal people with uncertainty think more sometimes?
I thought over it several times and retuned
The table was now on me to be turned
All other places are not for providing the solution
We are the master and can be in control with resolutions
Why worry about things not known to us?
Why not leave it to fate and simply trust?
Work hard for return of no favor or outcome?
Just think of good and whole heartedly welcome
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Death Pains
Birth life death
Joy happiness mourning
Unity separation solitude
Ignorance knowledge understanding
Death life then birth
Mourning happiness then joy
Separation solitude then unity
Understanding yields knowledge
And extinguishes the flame of ignorance
Death pains sorrowful
The separation we hate
Understanding the sought out fate
Death pains a lingering task
burns inside like a hot water flask
poem by Mazwi Sedibe
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In My Womb
I had whole world in my womb
Happiness, worry, uncertainty all working like bomb
May soon explode to scatter the life's ambition
To put before the world my beautiful child for exhibition
I am breeding lovely and divine part
I shall hold it till the life lasts
Not to share it with any one
Except me and I alone
Oh what is this noise around me?
Why am I undergoing pain to feel free?
The new born is hitting me from inside
Just sliding down to come hastily and stay with my side
I loose control over self and go in silence
The baby has alighted in world and shown the presence
I have been informed of her arrival
With blood on body and spread over all
The cord has been cut
The baby is nicely put
My bond with her may last soon
Bodily separated but looks like a silver moon
'Look here' I am blessed with motherhood
Whole of the worlds know about it and rightly understood
What can be life without its attainment?
Lovely to feel in entire life with beautiful comments
Any mother may feel proud
When she can speak very loud
Of her and about beautiful child
To see nothing around as if being blind
Mothers are such and made of fine material
No one can opine differently and offer denial
She is very much inseparable part
Till we live long and finally depart
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is Limitless
Neither love is limited to an individual
Nor can it be taken as normal or casual
It is sort of fulfillment if got right companion
A strong bond to develop and form a union
May be it is divine feeling that pulls us towards
Make person to surrender unconditionally and look forward
If all goes well then it becomes easy to adjust in life
As generally happens, girl takes over responsibility and acts as wife
Many promises are given before marriage and repeated
The intention is to reassure and never meant to be cheated
Yet it faces rough weather and unusual things take place
Both get entangled and sometimes sadness takes over on the face
Life is tied to knot and that becomes holy link
All memorable events are inscribed in heart with ink
That makes life altogether different and worthwhile
All events go serially and later on forms as memory file
I was not lucky enough to catch him as prize
It shocked me and shattered my dream with total surprise
He declined to accept me and offered unbearable accusations
This was enough to halt the phase and to rethink of relation
I was under the sky again with silver moon at its zenith
My anxiety was increasing with halt in breaths
Heart was skipping a beat and all hell was let loose
I failed to judge my partner and there was some lapse to choose
He was very reasonable person but deceived me at crucial time
What had to think about him and offer anything sometime?
He blew me into pieces and created place for isolation
There was tragic end with no direction to search in relation
In corner I wept for burial of good relation and acquaintance
We were known for exemplary relation and was sighted as good instance
Alas! Fate played a mischief to prove how helpless we were?
If that was destined to take place then only it could take somewhere
I rubbed off tears and came out in open as steel woman
I might have felt bad but after all will have to act as human
Life can be moved on trust and respect for each other
Things may develop suddenly and lead you to bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is Not Limited
Neither love is limited to an individual
Nor can it be taken as normal or casual
It is sort of fulfillment if got right companion
A strong bond to develop and form a union
May be it is divine feeling that pulls us towards
Make person to surrender unconditionally and look forward
If all goes well then it becomes easy to adjust in life
As generally happens, girl takes over responsibility and acts as wife
Many promises are given before marriage and repeated
The intention is to reassure and never meant to be cheated
Yet it faces rough weather and unusual things take place
Both get entangled and sometimes sadness takes over on the face
Life is tied to knot and that becomes holy link
All memorable events are inscribed in heart with ink
That makes life altogether different and worthwhile
All events go serially and later on forms as memory file
I was not lucky enough to catch him as prize
It shocked me and shattered my dream with total surprise
He declined to accept me and offered unbearable accusations
This was enough to halt the phase and to rethink of relation
I was under the sky again with silver moon at its zenith
My anxiety was increasing with halt in breaths
Heart was skipping a beat and all hell was let loose
I failed to judge my partner and there was some lapse to choose
He was very reasonable person but deceived me at crucial time
What had to think about him and offer anything sometime?
He blew me into pieces and created place for isolation
There was tragic end with no direction to search in relation
In corner I wept for burial of good relation and acquaintance
We were known for exemplary relation and was sighted as good instance
Alas! Fate played a mischief to prove how helpless we were?
If that was destined to take place then only it could take somewhere
I rubbed off tears and came out in open as steel woman
I might have felt bad but after all will have to act as human
Life can be moved on trust and respect for each other
Things may develop suddenly and lead you to bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Novelty
Novelty.
This object.
Discussed...
As if devoid of feeling.
Blatant when shown disrespect.
Neglected like a weed.
But a flower this becomes.
Protected as it grows.
How it does it no one knows.
Reflecting no hints,
Of a torment separations felt...
That sent it grieving.
Obstacles met.
This object has no regrets.
It feels blessed,
To have survived!
No novelty is the life within,
That thrives.
And pioneers upon new horizons.
Brave and unafraid...
To be used as a preview to what comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Death is not more certainly a separation of our souls from our bodies than the Christian life is a separation of our souls from worldly tempers, vain indulgences, and unnecessary cares.
quote by William Law
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Sanctification is not to be understood here as a separation from ordinary use or consecration to some special use, although this meaning is often present in Scripture, sometimes referring to outward and sometimes to inward or effectual separation.
quote by William Ames
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Life in isolation
Life in isolation
In no way it helps to be alone
You are constantly facing fear of cyclone
It may sometime never come and strike
You may only be dreaming and flying kite
You have accepted pessimism as only way
That is driving you miles away
From reality and pushing to the brink
It may further force you to sink
You can have no peace at all
When respond to unreasonable call
No one has succeeded in isolation
In seclusion alone without having relation
Life may come to standstill
The inner conscious may loose strong will
Even though you are in life
But always fearful of loosing with knife
Life is no life without company
This has been experienced by many
No one has appreciated it so far
We can’t lead the life by looking at star
Think of the fact that you are human
It is good quality of man and woman
The truth must be clearly borne in mind
There are ways to come out of it and find
It is clear tendency on your part to kill
Lack of strength, enough of confidence and good will
You must live by self but not alone
Those days are definitely gone
You are young and energetic
Life can’t be stagnated or made static
There is so much to live by ideals
Life may then seem as and real
If at all you are not told
Face the truth and be bold
Life is yours and soul must obey
This is how you find sun and bright ray
This fear is unreal and only exists in mind
Some of the bare facts may appeal even to blind
Rest your mind not on imaginary facts
Start new life and don’t hastily act
Make it sure that you are master
You must gain time and move on faster
Life is to be caught up with speed and zeal
It may make difference for you to feel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Female character
I am of little shy nature
Never thought of colorful future
Yet thought a lot bit about being woman
How can that be better than that of man?
I did not turn to human being
For any type of good learning
Type of harmony and melodious singing
The idea was in mind and constantly ringing
I turned to no one but nature
Walked barefoot alone to cure
Sickness of mind and to secure
The solution for anything to assure
Why was early morning an opportune time?
Why was it quiet and pleasant sometimes?
Why all birds were in nest and only cuckoo out?
Why dews were still on leaves waiting to peter out?
I ventured to go near birds
They were on branches but heads skywards
Sun was to bring some shine and new hope
I just observed and thought life is like tight rope
Everybody is busy and looking out
There is lot more to talk about
How to live and cope up with problems?
How to adjust and peacefully live with them?
Flowers fear too in early morning
They will soon be plucked without warning
Yet that inbuilt fragrance remained
Even though fear of separation pained
We, the females, have special role
We have yet to respond to superficial call
Not all can adjust and lead to as it should be
But females are tolerant enough to act like big tree
We can be neglected but not forgotten
We can be cheated but role can't be shortened
It is specially designed and suited for our character
What else can we do than to play part as that of an actor?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Divine And Divined Love.
Love has seeped out of the vessels of my heart and lathered my soul with pleasure. I cannot stop thinking of you and I cannot stop contemplating the beauty you possess and the life you animate. I pledge my devotion to your life and love for your soul. Each tear lost is a new love born. I keep crying and my love remains afresh and new. I love you so much lady. There is no prospect of my love for you dying; this is to my relief and this is my soul's resolution. In solitude, I have been thinking, why have I been so insolent, cold and misanthropic with those around me? It's because inside I have felt and still feel all my love concentrating on you. Nobody deserves what virtue I may possess but you my sweet love. No one will ever feel a tinge of what I gave, give and will give to you and solely you. Right now time and space is the mortal enemy of our love. I can feel the vexations assail both our souls as we worry astray. My love, let's not lose ourselves in this never ending maze but find each other in ourselves. Let us rest on the cloud of confidence which lies in our souls and remember that first and foremost we love each other. If love creates our vexations and jealousies love can extinguish them as well. We must concentrate our beliefs, our thoughts, our souls on the virtue of love, or its vices and uncertainties shall savage our hearts, our minds and ruin us both. The deepest meanings of life are not found in mysteries, but found in the virtue of the human soul. What we know can set us free from what we don't know. I know you love me unconditionally, and I love you; this will set us free from the pangs of separation. Love is the fortune that will bring us back together and love is the fortune which gives us wealth and beauty.
The ether air of love intoxicates our heart
No death, no time, no space
Can separate our heart apart
Through the mouth of virtue doth love flow
To the heart apart
So the heart shall know
Our love is loftier than the reality of our separation. How could it not be? What is a brief life on this earth compared to the paramount life of eternity in heaven? What is heaven but living in an inexpressible essence of love with you. Our love and what we know has told us this a thousand times and will continue to tell us a thousand times more the truth. I can see the truth and hear it. I can see us sauntering above time and space, elevated above the human consciousness, married in unity, in heart soul and body, in the imperial air of heaven, majestic with wonder, and in perfect love.
Ascending from depths of earth
Our hearts unite in the ethereal realm
Wert love give birth to immortal mirth
In her life we shall whelm
Love has made ignorance more ignorant of itself and knowledge known to knowledge's self. Our love imbues the highest ideals of man and woman with marvel and real merit and made the impossible the only possibility in life and death.
The yearning of love surpasses fate
To the soul of truth, to the soul of great
Where we shall live and never dissipate
Divine, serene, immaculate
My love carry this with you, digest its beauty, so we may tattoo it on our immortal heart and use its truth and virtue to open the gates of heaven and pass on to the only consciousness, the consciousness where are souls live in peace; the consciousness of pure love. These are my meek words of my most marvelous love.
Love divine; divined love.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Music Band
Music band still plays and hold good as part of procession
Everybody prefer their presence in the opening up of session
They are still good at playing old music with famous tunes
It is general belief that good beginning brings the fortune
I heard from distance lovely music of band
May be they were the people dancing in marriage of friend
It approached the street blaring tunes from the far end
Wife was near and caught me mildly with the hold of hand
We both were happy and slipped in to old memory
it was cause of great concern at that time and matter of worry
I had happily consented and agreed to marry
Promised all the way to adhere to the responsibility and carry
The days Passed off easily like water flow
So peaceful, calm and quiet with maturity to grow
No worry, tension but ready to accept natural blow
Growth was fast but I kept pace little slow
She had never become so emotional
Held my hand with grip and intentional
She wanted to say thanks with little sparkle
Her grace was unique and very remarkable
Do you have anything specific in mind?
Do you want me something to find?
“No” came an answer from her with little tears
Separation at any time was cause of worry with fears
why are you thinking on those irrelevant matter?
Are you not well and feeling better? I asked
“I think but on different lines” was her answer
I have no clue but to offer suggestions fewer
What if, you and I are separated never?
Do you think it can happen in our life ever?
How one can or may get along in world?
Relation with all may freeze and get cold
This sudden Volvo from her sent shiver in spine
First time I felt it may prove true and she was not going to be mine
Was her indication real for sudden departure?
Was the fear for future was unwarranted and immature?
I failed to catch nerves and grasp her real intention
never before she has made any such mention
this proved as something new and bolt from the blue
I wondered and tried to know but found no clue
It gifted me many sleepless nights
was she correct in her own way and right?
I wondered but soon felt warmth in her hand
Music was dying away with passing of band
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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