How to redeem life
Pertinent question always knocking the mind,
Soul I honestly search, but answer not find,
Lucrative offers come on the way but rescind,
Unknown call from within always me remind,
I feel there is something which must be attained,
Salvation you may call but bondage not retained,
Attachment free link and true essence obtained,
Living in world but not isolation and detained,
Human life precious not to be easily lost,
Temptation more but not drawn at any cost,
May not find place when situation so worst,
I may turn good when honoured will be first,
How to lead a noble but simple life?
Will be most difficult as double edged knife,
I shall surge ahead not stop at this juncture,
Even when you find life wheel get puncture,
You may feel humiliation and path with obstacles,
Danger may lurk and not noticed by spectacles,
Not deterred by setbacks path should be found,
Worth will be mission and goal seem sound,
You are not free as surrounded by sides,
Which side to go will concern more besides,
If you choose left, right will be exposed,
So not to worry sides, trust only reposed,
Never assess good work but dump in the sea,
Either burry in ground or not attempt to see,
These small things emerge but may not matter,
It may harm more if mentioned or find utter,
This may not hamper your peaceful existence,
Life will be worth with powerful substance,
But even slight deviation or making distance,
Mission will be in jeopardy and quoted for instance.
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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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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.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
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Why Good or Why is it Bad?
The first time mankind found out the secret in paradise,
When they ate the forbidden fruit of good and bad for a surprise.
Since then people call happenings how they see,
Ignoring the truth, knowing not it is just positive and negative in Thee.
If one is searching for the truth can find it easily,
Many times bad can turn out good and good can turn into tragic suddenly.
All problems in our life comes from our own mind,
Without the truth we are pawns in this world, we are deaf and blind.
All the great teaching tell us that we have the free will,
If you think you can rule over others or the universe, you are ill.
The free will means you can choose between Life or malediction,
Follow your own feelings, have faith in God's goodness
Don't mind opposition.
We are here to learn and teach on the way we are able,
Stop calling names good or bad, go forward in peace and confidence.
Put your work on God's table.
Then, He will give you the understanding to every detail,
You'll find true contentment, happiness and the right trail.
If you really believe, that you do His work, don't question, don't oppose,
Do what you feel in the moment without any remorse.
Know, that God works thru you, let His will be done,
Let no man judge you for it, it is the business of none.
Then you'll have peace and contentment in your soul and spirit,
Health in your body and paradise you'll inhabit,
You'll understand the meaning to live forever,
All the teaching will be clear; you'll never be a pawn or a stranger.
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All trains stop here
All trains stop here and come to an abrupt halt
We call it cardiac arrest or near heart stop
No time at disposal for things to arrange
No grace period allowed for orderly manage
All must understand the essence of philosophy
Route to heavenly abode for collection of trophy
Paths is destined for sure and no choice or way
Body may remain motionless in ground to lay,
Small indicator within may give little glow,
Final preparation or ideas may suddenly flow.
High winds and air make big sound and blow,
Unnatural happenings will difinately grow,
Who knows better what is lying in store?
Whether for sure to reach safely a shore
Urge to finish work as soon as possible
Grief suddenly takes over, making it imposible
All living beings know it is for sure,
It is hard reality and no body can cure,
Only smooth passage you must ensure,
Hands jhould join for prayers making doubly sure
I have my mission fulfilled and complete
All good accounts retained and bad ones deleted
Rest must be left for others to judge,
you must stand ground well and should not budge
These feeling emerge for noble and pious man
Who may prayed sincerely for cause common,
Never thought of leaving or abandon,
Not asked for excuses but bowed for pardon,
Who ever has come here had to leave,
With clear hearts and bonds to weave,
Dear friends and relations may loudly cry,
Knowing fully well but still ask why?
World was very beautiful to live in,
Make amends and no curse within,
Lines were drawn clear and thin,
Options were clear where and how to lean,
Junction may bear deserted look,
You may get your seat with assured book,
Occupy the seat and close the eyes,
No time will be left to say good byes,
All feelings run high at this very juncture,
Before you find that life has puncture,
Must behave and take it sing of bless,
No time will be allowed for simple guess,
Lucky ones may have orderly end,
life fulfilled with ways amend,
chances more for heavenly abode,
angels may takes you from any mode,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A difficult to die
It is not difficult to die
Then to ask for it and why?
We often drag the feet
When time comes to greet?
It is all destined
You are not at all detained
You are free to feel
Make your journey on wheel
All are new destinations?
Lot many hurdles and new questions
Still got to make it lovely and go ahead
It is beautiful to feel good and lead
No thought should emerge to end journey?
It is God gift and should not end for only money?
You got to feel good and struggle for survival
You may enjoy it later with its revival
The life is precious thing
It should not be lost for anything
It has got to do with something
There should be no useless thinking
It will be over at any moment
It won’t wait for anybody’s comment
You take it seriously and think positive
Work for family and friends and be more constructive
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone
One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free
You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out
The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead
One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck
You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped
You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase
You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way
It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is The Healer (Album Version)
So many times in my life
I've been alone, left alone
Heart broken and
Turned around
I find myself
Crying in the night time
Dying out loud
In the night i sleeplessly
Wake up
From a dream that's
Tormenting me
I, i, i, i, i gotta get help
Oh, yeah
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Late at night i was afraid
And i tried to turn away
I was afraid to face
What in-evil-it-able is
Say you know the way
To find true freedom
Can you save yourself
From the pain you're feeling
Something in my head
That you're dreaming
That the angels said
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
Love...is the healer
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Do you know the way to love
Do you know the place of love
Do you know what love
Can do
Do you know what
It'll do for you
song performed by by Donna Summer
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A way to enter
“Welcome to our new world of family”
Words sounded me very good and not silly
It created deep impact on mind
I though of gesture to be so nice and kind
New entrants will find it very difficult
New environment with different cult
Readers, friends, pattern also new
May be new approach was definitely due
How to speak and catch about one’s mind?
People may not take it lightly and turn eyes blind
It may be possible they may not accept and rescind
Still it has to be honest attempt and way to find
I cut joke and call self as Jadia or fat
May not go in ground to play cricket with bat
At the most they may cut joke and hate
I have no reason to feel amused and state
I have always felt that jokes are good medicines
As disease disappear after taking vaccines
So jokes and loud laugh make blood to rush in vanes
Fresh air and wind make trees to bend in by lanes
Does the honesty pay in the long run?
Can anything be extracted at the point of gun?
What role does the comment and feed back play?
Beautiful ideas to float and make it relay
I may love to be part of large community
It will have its impact and continuity
New concept, ideas may find the real place
Right place and recognition without any race
One has to work very hard with dedication
Sincere efforts are seen as good indication
What is use of trying with no simplification?
Success may be ruled out and seen as out of question
Everything has its own time to offer the result
You shouldn’t blame anybody for simple fault
Luck or fate may play their own part
You may come out of it and look smart
Some people may make good use of talent
They may put all out efforts but not relent
“Come what may” may prove to be their ideal
Situation may prove to be difficult but may not prove real
One should be very careful at entry point
He should prove worth when initially join
It is said whose beginning is good then end too will be good
The ground must be covered and firmly stood
It is worth to stand in isolation than to loose
It has to be wise decision when you choose
It will have large impact for long time to come
Difficulties may arise but has to over come
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Love Is The Healer
So many times in my life
Ive been alone, left alone
Heart broken and
Turned around
I find myself
Crying in the night time
Dying out loud
In the night I sleeplessly
Wake up
From a dream thats
Tormenting me
I, i, i, i, I gotta get help
Oh, yeah
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Late at night I was afraid
And I tried to turn away
I was afraid to face
What in-evil-it-able is
Say you know the way
To find true freedom
Can you save yourself
From the pain youre feeling
Something in my head
That youre dreaming
That the angels said
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
Love...is the healer
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Do you know the way to love
Do you know the place of love
Do you know what love
Can do
Do you know what
Itll do for you
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A hidden treasure
There is hidden treasure in sea belt
Everybody has realized it and definitely felt
It is beyond anybody’s reach mostly improbable
Even thought we may have means and are capable
It has taken years and may take even more
To know exactly how much more to explore
It may yield precious things but still remain a mystery
It has long story to tell with complete history
The life is like deep sea and not totally understood
We have spent it in search of roof and food
The fight was for firm establishment and to stay on
It was illusory impression that we have sway over it and won
In fact we are where we were initially
No break through or in road is made really
We have strived hard to maintain the personal identity
To some extent we have succeeded to maintain the entity
As an intelligent human being, we are still ignorant
It was desperate search and efforts were constant
It was deeply probed to find out the exact mission
Why are we on earth with so much of confusion?
We may find some of the solutions from religious source
Something can be addressed from powerful speech force
The religious heads try to harp on fruitless drive
It is still difficult to rely upon and believe
There is only one thing for sure
No on can perfectly make you assure
What all earthly things you may carry with?
Why are we tongue tied and showing only teeth?
Probably we have come to know after years toil
Anger, frustration and worries internally boil
No further aim is seen with continuation of life
It has been understood as edged end of knife
One quietly knows that everything has to be left behind
Nothing comes along and still no peace is likely to find
It is burning desire to do something worth while
The life is continued in quest for meanwhile
Even though it was battled through various means
There were enough of losses and gains
It has satisfied lust and good part of thinking
Most of the parts have left us in dilemma and sinking
One simple truth is definitely emerged
All conflicts and interests are peacefully merged
Something has been realized from the personal experience
Life was in total disagreement with lots of variance
Time has come to wake up and realize
The soul has to be searched and obliged
The life mission is lone battle
One must pick the truth and settle
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Efforts Still
One, two and three
You will never be free
Go on counting and accumulate
Nothing more will remain to relate
Life may end fast
No time for you to choose and last
Rests of all will lye here for some one
No one shall care for your dead body even
It may be taken fast out
So many things will be left to talk about
Personal memory may remain in people's mind
Soon to test its worth from praise to find
No one may say bad words about departed person
But many may remember his noble work with reasons
His ashes may carry no value for world
But to some yes it may be warm feelings and not cold
Look at worthiness of human life
Even though it is sharp like knife
Not all may earn good will
Yet you got to make efforts still
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A new emergence
Several questions emerge in mind and invade
It makes me little nervous before they fade
Sometimes it is said idle mind is devil’s workshop
This all takes its shape when you prove to be super flop
It may matter less if you on last leg of your journey
Life is out lived and there is no lust for fame or money
You can afford to turn back to old memory and enjoy
It is like enjoying the past in present with no decoy
Still it troubles a lot when body refuses to act
It has lost all its vigor and visibly unable to react
Nothing comes at the right time to feel you sorry
It adds to tension and almost leads to more worry
Hands shake and feet start trembling all of sudden
Memory too deceives at particular point and goes off and on
Death emissary is awaiting call and knocking the door
Person may think of futility of life mission and what it was for
What is best way available for not to fall in such traps
What best option is open for and what can be good steps?
Let body not come to the rescue but at least mind can
You free your self open and mind should air the thoughts like fan
Many more may come to know about you and start believing
They may go on seeking advices your burdens may start relieving
Mind may find free from clutches and openly find breathing space
It is gearing up to meet the challenges by entering altogether new race
You will have vast horizon and open sky for traveling to and forth
It may induce you in believing the true essence of life and its worth
Why not explore the romantic world of youngsters and their behavior?
Why not act as if we are the one part of it and act as saviors?
It is difficult to know the love point with young mentality
You got to know your self well how long can be its durability?
Its hollowness can be ascertained by sheer sense of ability
Strong sense of humor with picking and adjusting the mobility
Let death while may blow up and there is every likelihood for train to be missed
Love bird may be miles away to offer lip sink and passionately to be kissed
There is no time for any kind of judgment to pass
You may try to gather fast what is best in class
Nothing shores up than to reach on the shore
It doesn’t matter how you did it or explored
It may have confirm to the morality standard
You happiness must reflect whether inward or outward
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Why Do I
why do I think of him all day long
why cant I get him off my mind
why do I wait all day for a five minute call
why do I count the days since I have seen him
why when I close my eyes I see him
why do I dream of his incredible kiss
why do I still feel his fiery touch
why dose my heart stop every time he takes his shirt off
why do butterfly's invade my stomach every time he smiles at me
why dose his laughter shoot a lightening bolt into my soul
why dose his voice sound like magical music to my ears
how dose he make me feel like I'm the most beautiful women in the world
why do I feel free like wild mistletoe making a bridge over a rushing river to a meadow of roses when I'm with him
why do I take him back even after I said I wouldn’t
how dose he still my heart away
how did he still my heart away
why do I question if I'm worth him
why do I down my self if he doesn’t call
why do I doubt if he likes me or not
how dose he make me feel pretty when I'm with him
why do I feel content when I'm with him
why did I not feel guilty for kissing him
why do I like him
why do I trust him
why do I wont to do things with him so badly that it feels like someone is playing hot potato with fire balls in my stomach
why is it that every time he touches me I feel like where he touches me is on fire
why dose his kiss make me feel like I’m floating on the clouds and sliding on rainbows
why do I dream of him when I sleep
why do I wake up and feel him
why do I want to spend all my time with him
why do I want to give him all I can
why would I sacrifice my life for his happiness
why would I give almost anything to see him to touch his unbelievably sexy body to kiss his fiery more experienced lips and to be one with him
whatever the answers are to the questions I have
I’ll find them one day
everyone one day will find out all the answers
to all the questions
they have in there life
the answers I find will lead to more questions
and more answers
but one day I will have no more questions
so I will not have to ask
why do I...
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An ambition is not fun
Who may not want to have an ambition?
Even with many difficulties and on run?
Can any one extract it at the point of gun?
What if we cut a joke and make fun?
It remains at the heart core
Asking for more and more
No one may be exactly sure
Will try to make it simple and pure
What is good there in becoming a star?
Dream will still be distant and very far
It may shine dimly and constantly remind
Why not try for it and certainly find?
Think very high and reach the goal
Find out the diamond from the coal
Show it to the world of its original class
Not few followers but may find in mass
It is still not done and required touch
Task may not be difficult as such
Try to respond in assertive manner
You need no support or known banner
Why not you try to become sun?
Your beam may shine the surface of moon
Find the reflection on faces of unknown
Great relevance in it to remain as well-known
Be the guide and weep the tears
Keep the spirit up without any fears
Mark the paper map with help of shears
Give the momentum with the help of gears
The world may notice your presence with surprise
You may have to look beyond and summarize
Let your conscience wake up and authorize
No one remains untouched when you glamorize
Is it not beautiful world to see with clear vision?
Goal is seen in near vicinity without any confusion?
Earnest attempt to wind it up for common betterment
Let us join the race and make it remarkable movement
Stand not alone amidst the desert sand
Call for help from unknown friend
Keep no secret about your good will mission
Never say no for any fresh response for admission
Alter the course by will power and thrust
Come out of the self exile as it is must
Don’t allow your revolutionary ideas to rust
Put all your efforts with determination and trust
You should know how to steer the course
Always ready to move without guilt or remorse
Nothing is impossible in the world of course
Love is only available and determined force
Swing the wind in your favor and sail
See the success and test it without fail
Life wagon may move safely on rail
Surge ahead and don’t look back or trail
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A no to death bell
No one wants to hear death bell
It doesn’t find favor or go well
Everyone has different stories to tell
No one can generate idea or easily sell
It creates fear in mind
All unnecessary thoughts get unwind
We are half dead before its arrival
There is anxiety and great upheaval
Well it has to come on appointed day
No is no escape route or way
No one has anything to offer or say
You need no worry or attention to pay
Your good work may come to rescue
It is fine with you and equally true
You are at relative comforts
It doesn’t bother you much or hurt
The end may be soon without any delay
The angels may be ready to take you away
There may be bright light in the sky
You will be heavenly abode without any shy
You have fulfilled your mission
There is nothing unusual things for admission
You have lived your life in elegant way
It was always nice to find very good day
You did whatever you could in your position
People try to project their work in exhibition
You stayed in humble way all along
No one could point out as wrong
It is expected from every person
You have to lead simple life without any reason
You change for good as per season
Words spoken need not bitter as poison
Lead the way in life as you like
Only good thought must strike
Try to be kind and generous
Spend the life like water in river and continuous
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Care for everyone
How sad to feel when some one is in pain?
How is that you are thirsty even in rain?
Can you think of remorse when find good efforts in drain?
Did you ever experience the shock when some one lay as stained?
This is sad state of mind one noble person feels
He is on constant move and uses no wheels
Yet he has everything to feel happy
The peace and enjoyment is given by him to many
Where is the time left for him to worry?
At no stage he may have to feel sorry
As things may move on with his constant move
It is always open and there is nothing to prove
It is irony of fact that person suffers at the end
He has no close circle to claim even as friend
He is for everyone but no one is for him
He has no one along with him to swim
Life is not dear yet precious
His efforts are ceaseless and continuous
He is lone traveler with a noble mission
Nothing to worry but to go ahead without confusion
That is how you evaluate the scene
Happiness is always seen
You have no time to think of your own
Pain is stored inside and is well-known
You are not alone but suffer from loneliness
No one may notice it on your face
But it is for certain that you have chosen the sufferings
You have all the ideals and wants to live as good human being
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life is a Journey; Not a Destination
The time has come
To say good bye
I gave it my all
I really did try
I took your heart
Which I broke in two
I tried to fix it
I did all I could do
Your eyes once warm
Now dead and cold
Your words once soft
Now cutting and bold
I became the man
You knew I could be
But now it's too late
These changes you won't see
You live in my past
Not here in today
Tomorrow doesn't matter
Our dreams washed away
You need to be happy
So I need to go
These changes to you
Are only a show
I bid you farewell
I wish you the best
I hope you find peace
I hope you find rest
I hope you find life
How you want it to be
I hope you find love
Even if not with me
My journey continues
Even if I'm alone
My Lord God will guide me
To wherever is home
For He knows my heart
And he knows my soul
In him I do trust
I am not alone
For the day will come
When I know his plan
I once was a boy
But now I'm a man
Even though I feel weak
I know I am strong
My path it is narrow
My path is so long
So I bid you farewell
And I hope I will find
That your path is not different
You're just two steps behind
For this is life is so short
And I have no control
My one living wish
Is to be one with your soul
It may not be tomorrow
But in the next life
Eternity together
As husband and wife
Take care my sweet princess
Take care my best friend
I will love you forever
As time has no end
On my path I continue
My heart it does know
Where God wants to take me
So with Him I will go
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Question Like
I have always hated the cage
It is darkest period of an age
How come one is imprisoned?
In solitary cell and confined
I find no answer
May be with fewer
How do you feel rain shower?
Do you ever realize its power?
In open and under sky
Any time venture out and try
Freedom, freedom you cry!
Birds with wings may elate and fly
Freedom is dear to all
Respect it with lovely call
Honor and see it is not compromised
Allow them to live as promised
I am for liberty and peace
Peaceful life to be spent at ease
No worry for being questioned
Liberty and freedom is not to be mentioned
Even release of tiny insect may give me joy
Is it not the real chance to look at and enjoy?
We are born free and must think on those lines
Everybody has to right to feel free and fine
If at all it is possible for me
I shall confine none and make them free
If freedom is desired by me and liked
Why at all it must stand disliked?
Let one day come for all to celebrate?
Enjoy under open sky and liberate
Shun the bondage and life under yoke
It is not the bad question but cruel joke
Liberate all those animals even
Let them be passionately driven
If I prefer tension free life under sky
Mind should not fight lots of questions like why
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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