I feel guilty
I feel guilty when enter the holy place
For asking favor with fake face
Bring pity on face and fold the hands
Close the eyes and wish with prayers
Nothing bad has taken place so far
Only some draw backs have taken place temporarily
I could face it in any case bravely
But there was hidden fear that bothered me intensely
"Go to Him with prayers" many friends used to advise
The result may come in your favor and sometimes surprise
Even though I am firm believer and worked for good deeds
The success was the only thing of an hour and required indeed
From deep feelings, it made me foolish
Why I needed to go for such thing and wish?
I could try honestly and then leave it to his mercy
He is aware of all that but did not labor hard as duty
It is always good to approach him and seek blessings
Sometimes you are guilty and feel punch with teasing
Yet that provides you some form of solace
As you expect respite from divine store in such cases
Person feels secure after having made an appeal
At least on that score it seems from all the angles very real
When we are thrust upon this world as special entity
We need all types of grace and helping hand from almighty
It is felt and realized that nothing comes on as success
If we are totally blind and care for no blessings or an access
His wish is supreme and helps till the end of the journey
We ask nothing more from his divinity
Think about your self as luckiest most if life is spent smoothly
We might not have been provided enough to last happily
That is biggest achievement if you feel internally as contentment
Life as such is illusion and hence there is no room for discontentment
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If I am forced!
What would happen if I am forced to convert?
What can be result if I fail to perform at the concert?
Will it in any case affect what I really have at my heart?
Will entire stage show or life in any way effect?
I have probed this question many times with cool mind
I have approached many saints and tried to find
No one has given me satisfactory answer as to who is almighty?
Who are one and only one to have power and to be considered as deity?
I was totally dismayed at their inconclusive arguments
I did not find real truth when they tried to show all the movements
I remembered the story of elephant to be narrated by blind person
He may assertively speak authoritatively with the reason
There is no reason to go in favor or against their logic
Whatever they have spoken is really divine and not any magic
It is like mountain seen from different angle and leads us to believe
No other arguments can be accepted which may amount to deceive
The basic truth or divine power doesn’t loose its shine
So long it doesn’t result into any clashes, it is fine
It may be even better if religious sentiments are respected
The soul is perfectly searched, satisfied and introspected
I find no shape or perfect image to create any concrete impression
It does not appeal me sound when offered with different version
It generates peace and kindness when I raise my hands for prayers
It is power of almighty that sends magnetic feeling to the seers
Whether it is individual, temporal heads, priests
They are firm believer of Gods and called atheists
I do not blame their concept of propagating the views
But the narrow part of the teachings is enjoyed by only few
I get the same amount of feeling when visit any place
It has same amount of sanctity when look and face
I loose the heart only to experience the great sufferings undergone
Heart gets filled with heaviness in disbelief when their preaching is undone
I feel let down by my own feelings
I may not be sincere in believing or not believing
How does divine power get eroded?
Even if I profess or practice real things not quoted
Everybody wants blessings and asking for mercy
So many are not fortunate enough and that is real pity
What if I can get it by converting it into any of religion?
If that enables me to understand the message of pigeons
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Thank You Lord
"Thank You Lord"
A year has passed with a blink of an eye
I thank you Lord, for I'm still alive.
Pardon me if ever I did wrong
Keep me safe and keep me strong.
I pray for good health and courage to face
That life may bring just incase…..
So show me the light…the road to success
Build up my confidence…that I forget.
Keep my loved ones safe and sound
I know in prayers it can be found.
A special prayer for a special "U"
I love you God so help me through
I close my eyes and bow before you
Make my wishes and dreams come true.
For it's "U" I turn to in times of pain
And I know my prayers will be heard again…
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Aradhana...Meditation
We pray the God for well being
Ask from heart a little favor to bring
Happiness in home and in life
No trouble whatsoever even if to walk on edge of knife
"Aradhna" is some kind of meditation or constant worshipping
Dedicated efforts to attain expertise with blessings
The result is forthcoming but after long years
Person shines with his achievements unbelievable to the ears
I have come across many friends who live respectably
Speak nothing about their specialty and lead honorably
They have made their course precisely set
They have no more desires form this world to get
Yet my dear "Aradhna"* is different from others
She has preferred isolation and so much liked by her
She wants no praise but like very much to stay indoors
For her life is like struggle and not less than wars
I can understand the sufferings she might have undergone
May be her past not allowing to forget the by gone
Time comes when person prefers to shut down all communication
Not severing contacts altogether but live barely on thin relation
I love that theory and try to close in to her heart
She is down to earth and stays calm with natural art
There is no show in her approach but only wisdom
Such a quality is seen rarely and witnessed seldom
I don't know why she preferred to be at my door
I am not that intelligent to pick her feeling and look poor
She keeps on telling about her being alone in crowd
I welcome her feeling but don't appreciate it loud
She has suffered at cruel hands and wants no more
I only admire her skill and honestly adore
She may not like more acquaintance or closeness
But yes she has appetite for good things to face
She is best suited to her name
She is above everything and free from blame
What else one gentle lady can expect as prize?
Name, fame, or both much to her surprise
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Prayer Words
I took some of my prayer words back
I felt guilty for putting my interest at stake
Is that the correct logic or prayers are meant?
Will God listen to such request and relent?
I, for one, reserve the opinion
I may not get support from any of the companion
It may not find even favor
As prayers are restricted only to save honor
Why do I ask to fill my heart with mercy and kindness?
When I am fully blessed with happiness on y face
I still pretend to be ignorant before him and pray
As if He knows nothing and directs you a new way
Why do we pray for our happiness and others loss?
Is it not the insult to sacred place and holy cross?
I go to him with malicious intent
Instead ask for things and never regret or lament
Even one look in His eyes may send waves of sympathy
You may receive signals directly fro the almighty
You just read in the eyes and try to understand sufferings undergone
You will forget your own pain and stand like stone
Prayers are meant to purity soul and supplement it with more
Try to find out if something can still be explored
If you can’t feed the hungry and show little kindness
Don’t bother much but that thought itself will give happiness on face
Can we deny that he is only one to think of whole universe?
Who can go against His wish and negate verses?
It is all for us to follow and put into practice
Let it become daily routine till we face the demise
I just look at Him and seek no words
Ask him to allow me to go forward
I shall not regret for any outcome
His blessings will always be appreciated and welcomed
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With deep respect
I couldn't believe eyes
As she was no less then butterfly
Extremely beautiful and matter of joy
Any one would say "hello" and enjoy
Some of the human beings are just not ordinary
Some praise is must and I feel it necessary
No one can deny existence of almighty
So same is the case with the creative beauty
I was moved with her appearance
She was above all and came before me by chance
It was nice to see her in picture
An absolute and beautiful character with figure
"I see your reflection in beauty"
"From all the angles you are present o, almighty"
I can't take away my eyes
As I get up suddenly to visualize
You are with different form
I feel great and unusually very warm
Soul an heart synchronize with each and every bit
I smile internally, praise it and greet
"Can you not create picture in words"? She had replied
"Surely I can as it can be an order from lord" I relied
Made a point clear and tried to visualize each aspect
It was coming out as natural figure with deep respect
To err is human
But to love is divine
As you are helpless in game
No one can share the blame
Love is to felt from within
When you try to close in
It may be physical contact
But certainly a divine and graceful act
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Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
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On the world stage
I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy
As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension
No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder
What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay
This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
"Come what may" approach may enlighten way
The story of success can't far away
Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came
Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry
So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty
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Thank you a lot
I learnt it from nature
Despite harming so much for sure
"I bow head with respect"
To forgive us all for mad act
I thank almighty for providing precious life
Along with resolve to stay with lots of strife
Always waiting for good to happen
Despite all chances of no success even
I breathe in amidst uncertain moment
Thank nature for providing nice movement
To feel its pulse of its great act
What else can be felt in return as fact?
We can only thank in terms of gesture
That is goodness of human being for sure
We can reciprocate and recognize
If everything is understood as wise
Be calm and quiet while responding
Because that directly reflects and corresponds
Your inner soul action and feeling on face
Face lines are read in all the cases
Eyes go down in recognition
"Words are not sufficient reflection"
"I wish to speak something more"
It just weaves the thoughts and really adore
Such is the meaning of "Thank you"
It must convey feeling and look true
Merely saying "thank you" may look casual
Each time it may be spoken as lines from an individual
Lots of burden is removed when conveyed
The gratitude felt from inside and relayed
The receiver may too felt its impact
To feel real worth and graciousness of act
Thank all when you feel something good is done
Not to you but your friend and heart is won
This is the only gesture that costs nothing
But in return you earn a good will wish for something
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Peaceful mind
"Some thing is not there" I cried
"It is missing some where" I decried
Wealth is in plenty and in abundance
I am richest person in world by chance
Two sons, daughters and relatives all stand
They know me well and coolly understand
I need something else to feel satisfied
As they are very close but whole life lied
What made me to feel at uneasiness?
Why was there not all happiness on face?
"If I had no wealth" would they have stood by?
I desperately searched to find answer and made frantic try
No answer came by but added new feature
Now what I understood is naked fact for sure
All are aligned to me for one reason or another
Otherwise there is no wife, children or brother
I will be no more in few more days
That will open free fight for them anyway
There will be tug of war for inheriting fortune
Everybody will be surprised to find none
I have taken full care of my empire
There is hardly anything to acquire
I have left enough for destitute and poor
I shall have some joy to feel them near
Not that I have left them bare handed
Enough care has been taken to see they are not landed
In troubles and face lot many problems
As everything is now dependant on them
I was restless with only one fear
That they may fight over wealth among dear ones
This should not create bad blood and maintain harmony with peace
Life then would pose no problem for them to live at ease
With this little assurance provided by peaceful mind
I turned my eyes to look at them very kind
I smiled at them with great satisfaction
That itself was source of less worry with good indication
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The Quarrel
Our quarrel seemed a giant thing,
It made the room feel mean and small,
The books, the lamp, the furniture,
The very pictures on the wall--
Crowded upon us as we sat
Pale and terrified, face to face.
"Why do you stay?" she said, "my room
Can never be your resting place."
"Katinka, ere we part for life,
I pray you walk once more with me."
So down the dark, familiar road
We paced together, silently.
The sky--it seemed on fire with stars!
I said:--"Katinka dear, look up!"
Like thirsty children, both of us
Drank from the giant loving cup.
"Who were those dolls?" Katinka said
"What were their stupid, vague alarms?"
And suddenly we turned and laughed
And rushed into each other's arms.
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I am blind
I am as blind as anybody else
Always free without being tense
Nature has gifted me patience
I go slow and praise hence
People may be right when they compare even
My beauty with rose of beautiful garden
I feel shy and run away from the scene
It creates self prophesy and clearly seen
I may be unrestible and ordinarily figured
The beauty is for all human being assured
Some may be very good and outwardly shining
Others may be finding hard for defining
Female is as such very beautiful gift of nature
Life can be incomplete and so the future
She has all the reserves for making life beautiful
Normal tendency to remain calm and faithful
I have come across beautiful description of woman
They are termed as inseparable part of man
Man may be totally rudderless and blind
If he fails in his mission for female to find
She has golden shine in eyes and brightness on face
Any would fall for it and join the mad race
It is not for inviting any trouble but a challenge
A person has to prove himself and manage
Take it for granted if you stare at her constantly
You are in real love and fallen for it instantly
You are sure that she may prove good wife or mother
No one can fill that place indefinitely for others
There are enough sports for man to glorify
Only the things is she must feel and satisfy
She can make out what right or wrong
You can not take her for cheap song
She can be compared to any divine object
She has all powers to think and reject
She has powerful instinct to grasp your inner conflict
She may decide in favor with the kind act
Oh! Lady, O mother or sister of universe
We have so much in store to converse
You can be center of power and attraction
Let us confine ourselves to definite action
It will futile to attempt for forceful violation
It may leave many unanswered question
Otherwise also there is enough of congestion
Anything may prove contrary with suggestion
We are not talking of inner beauty
That has been given in abundance by almighty
It can spread message of love and unity
The life can be spent happily as entity
Let us join race for perseverance of human race
Man and woman have same story to tell on face
There is enough of plight in this lovely world
Let us remain one and in same fold
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As yet no clue
There was no clue yet as to why?
Why I run away and feel shy?
What can be its remedy?
Why life has become such a comedy?
I have found no answer
It was leading me no where
It is reality that I am here
I may leave constantly under fear
How can I prove as good human being?
Why I look so helpless in life circus ring?
Can I not live happily and meaningfully sing?
Oh God, you are the sole authority and king
Lead me kindly to the light from deep dark
Show me the end with will power to embark
I shall not deviate from performing well
Sum up all the difficulties and let loose hell
I am standing alone in vast and deep sea
Sea waves shock the boat for me to see
I wonder how it could be balanced to stand fast.
I want to see that it survives to the last
I shall stand with folding hands to pray
With sincere request to show me the way
I shall not blame my bad luck or powerful fate
I will have to come out of it even if it may be very late
I must realize the importance of being simple creature
It must be made worthy for bright future
Not all the way lady luck may smile or favor
I must have to make all round show to come over
I may not have to become somebody’s mouth piece
What I must ensure is its complete existence with peace
I have been sent here with some mission to accomplish
I may need heavenly blessings to come round and finish
I pray almighty to charge my spirit to withstand
Nothing should deter me amidst all when I stand
Let my foot prints disappear with passage of time
They may remember my noble role sometime
We are nothing but as such single entity
An individual with no name to have continuity
How can that become possible without divine favor?
It has to be carried on with all fervor
Life as such is distinctive gift from Almighty
We must try to live with all the honors and dignity
It has to have some meaning and purpose
There is no room for if, buts and suppose
I shall not complain for any draw backs
I shall stand firm and never show my back
It has to have smooth sailing with direction
I can only offer my dedication with good actions
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An ordinary man
I am no saint but an ordinary man
Do the things in simple manner and as much as I can
I need not become a person in white clad dress
I sometimes miss a God and do not find trace
No doubt God is mentor and savior
But that all depends on our behavior
What even if you daily visit him in temple or church
You will find him no where in your futile search
God does not demand any type of worship
It is really a hype and simple whip
It is only meant to be little sympathetic
To fear from almighty and be little realistic
No one may argue in favor of daily congregation
No one may even buy your appeal for superstition
You worship him honestly from inner conscience
You will find him near by and feel the presence
The world is suffering not missing prayers
The biggest sin is loss of trust layers
You never see love in eyes of fellow brethren
This is biggest tragedy and burning concern
To miss a kind eye is biggest sin
Without love you can enjoy no win
God clearly emphasizes on love and sympathy
You then deserve his blessings and mercy
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Secret behind
What is secret behind seeking some favor?
Are we not capable of enforcing it for?
Anything can be made possible with hard labor
To feel real happiness then it must start with neighbor
If neighbor is well looked after or properly understood
There won’t be any chance left for being misunderstood
If you have hostile neighbor and things are unfavorable
Nothing can be dreamed off or make it attainable
Despite these entire handicap we look toward to divine blessings
When we pray to God with clear heart nothing goes missing
We expect almighty to steer our course in midst of crisis
It is total communication with Him and is full of emphasis
Prayers are neither meant for seeking wealth
Nor for asking immunity from bad health
It is for granting love and peace to avoid death
To grant poor some means of living for not inviting wrath
If poor are hungry and staved
No homes will be free and saved
There is enough of strength in prayers
It has served as tonic and offer different form off layers
It is human weakness that we look towards Him in distress
We find it totally unmanageable to come out of mess
When we have nothing or no ways out for any kind of rescue
We whole heartedly go in for seeking blessing and ask for review
We know it from the beginning that we are absolutely nothing
We must adhere to some true norms to achieve something
If our life is ordinary and true to the divine allegiance
Life may be passed of easily even thought might have faced some variance
But if we totally deny the existence of any divine power
No one may buy any argument or even followed by fewer
Bulk of people have already decided in going for
It is to be decided what we are waiting for to be sure
Normally it is considered our secret strength
We have belief in divine powers with religious length
We know for sure that we may have any type of solution
Once we decide to go in for it with commitment and resolution
Some people are blind to the realities
They have their own logic for failures and uncertainties
They will not seek any remedial blessings in prayers
Even though they have repeat setbacks and failures
The life is carried on with strong belief
It may not provide any immediate relief
But certain some sort of mental peace will be there
Nothing more as miracle can be expected here
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Hard struggle
I was swept and carried away by foolish thinking
Success made me blind and eyes were blinking
I never knew it may some times offer kicking
I still went on to my position with views sticking
I had no other options but to remain with present
All other ideas were not coming or were absent
I did what was at that time need of the hour
Time was always good and in my favor
No regrets whatsoever for so long stay
I remembered Almighty and never went away
I always sought His blessings and guidance
I may close my eyes with happiness in abundance
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Living As God Favored
As I walk I feel the presence of God
No matter how uncertain I may feel at times, I know he is with me
When you have blessings coming from all places, that's the favor of God
Looking back, when I could have and should have lost my way, I had the favor of God
The Scripture says, the will of God will not take you,
Where the grace of God will not protect you and that's a fact
God is good and life is easy when you know you have the favor of God
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A human weaknesses
What if some thing is earnestly said and not done
What if silently witnessed and gone
What even if good words spoken and not acted upon
What will it cost if merely lip service rendered and undone
I shall think of all but do nothing
Search for personal solace and try for something
Still personal ego come and tries to obstruct
Not to obey but only to instruct
I try to be human
But later on blame as helpless woman or man
With noble start if any body can?
Try to love self and be very good fan
Try to be selfish as much as possible
This trend can be made reversible
One may feel contended after its contentment
It may then be satisfaction for that moment
Until you know the distrust you can not trust
It is paramount to know and is must
Any thing untested can be commented upon
It has to be tide over and own
To love a self is to love for others
You may know the odds and bother
How great will be pain for unknown?
Until it is loved by self and known
What is wrong if pursued in wrong direction?
What harm will be done if that is made rectified action?
It is important to learn from the past mistakes
The end result may be tested as sweet cake
Everyone praises the glorious events
No one looks upon failure and the hard attempts
The success has come after initial failures
It has contributed a lot for making it sure
It was probing the mind all along
People may adversely comment if something goes wrong
Only bright side is praised and appreciated
It is all the more same for the work initiated
We are made to suffer at the hands of fate
Any help or advice comes very late
It helps to boost the morale
It lands into success with different tale
Even if some help is offered partially
It will make substantive change really
It may have hidden blessings for the good efforts
The person may feel at ease with comforts
We all are gifted with human weaknesses
Some one can come out of it with great success
Most of us will be down with so many hurdles
Life is seen as temporary phase like water bubbles
We try to play safe without being hurt
Avoid the violence if there is spurt
It is easy to keep away from trouble
Think over it peacefully and try to be humble
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I shall hold you
I shall hold you back
I shall hold you back
As so much is at stake
Life is not simple cake
Whenever you like and take
Life is real
Come near and feel
It will make you fully secured
That is destiny and our future
You are made to feel
Love is divine and felt at will
"How and why" has no scope for doubt
It is all in love and we must talk about
The sky is vast and so is the world
You need to come and set in fold
You are safe with peace in wide arms
Without a single thought of any harm
Never think of running away
You will find no excuses for finding new way
You may try to run away but face high walls
You will look back to hear my sweet calls
"Keya*, Keya* to run away is cowardice
Retreat from commitment and honest promise
Where will you land in this unknown forest?
Will you be there for want of no interest?
I am here and permanently near
Come to me without any fear
I shall hold you till last or forever
Think not of running away ever
You have place to rest on my shoulder
They are well built and little wider
They can take care of your every comfort
Just anchor your ship at lovely port
Love is called love and almost pure
That makes a person very much sure
I, for one, can hardly afford
Your absence so I pray for you to Lord
*Keya is name
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Becoming I
Sunlight warms my face
Its hard to take in
An overwhelming grace
From the way that I live
So close to you
I feel so ashamed
This must be new
cause Ive fallen again
The stench smells so real
Like Ive been here before
Emotions will kill
The life Ive always known
Because of their lies
The world seems to change
But since youve arrived
I feel no more pain
cause I have become the one thing I hate
I have become the smile on your face
Theres no need to save the me that Ive made
cause I have become the one thing I hate
The unwanted things
That breathe in my skin
Have filled all the void
In which I live in
And every time you bounce
I feel so alive
So many ways to count
The many times Ive died
cause I have become the one thing I hate
I have become the smile on your face
Theres no need to save the me that Ive made
cause I have become the one thing I hate
So close to you, so close to you
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Look Not At
Look not at what he or she appears
They are the same since years
Their sweet voice ring constantly in ears
They are our real brothers, sisters and neighbors
I never saw ugliness
But read only happiness
When they spoke few nice words
That was as if blessings appeared from the lords
What we all need in real journey?
When not needed wealth or money?
Few words do the real trick
When we have strong resolve to stick
What makes us to feel for outer show?
May be some irritation when it grows
For a face unfamiliar or with ugly appearance
That has been given by almighty at once
Who can undo it for any good reason?
But an individual can be nice person
Good at heart and full of compassion
That is all needed now for good relation
I used to read lovely messages
When they may speak nothing due to old age
But I catch the intention when look at
Their eyes seems full of thanks when fully set
What can be good if beautiful face turns cruel?
With nothing in store to express or tell
I love ugly people (God forbade me)
Who always love and pose no trouble
I wish to be one among
Even if they go anytime wrong
I shall cherish their inner beauty
When they speak little but with blessings from almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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