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I may miss her

It left a deep scar on mind
I was in pain to feel and find
The naked truth about reality
The very much essence of life and quality

In young age if someone deserts
It does have little effect of flirts
You are not matured enough to feel pulse
You always want new and something else

I was pushed in corner at sudden departure
She was no more with me to endure
All my pains and agony to be shared
We both had challenged and dared

I would ask her jokingly about death
“Who will lay the floral wreath?
What would you do in such situation?
She would feel pain urge for discontinuation

No one is immune from death or immortal
It may be natural, simple one or fatal
This fact is known to all and almost dreaded
Any advice in this regard is silently heeded

It was ample proof of our happy stay
She was in good state of health and never went away
Not a day would have passed that she not beside
I felt so much elated to find her on my side

It was pleasant to say good bye daily
It was done in a good faith to find her happily
She would glance at all the members of the family
I too would smile at her and acknowledge it gladly

I never thought end may come soon
I used to walk miles in the burning noon
With the only hope that I will have to rush
As I had seen her last in morning with brush

She will keep everything ready for next day
Ad I had forgetful nature all the way
It was her routine to make it doubly sure
I was careless about next day or future

Such happy days won’t be back again
She is not likely to come back and regain
As she was laid there motionless and dead
I could still see worry on her face and read

I felt as if she would speak something
Though she was nowhere to miss anything
I was left behind to take care of everything
She was heavenly abode for nothing

I know it is inevitable part
Every living thing has to depart
It is destiny and ruled for all
No one can escape divine call

I will not cry over her death
As I have full trust and faith
Even though she has left early
I may miss her very dearly

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A slip to sleep

I go in to sleep to meet sure shot death
It is nothing but belief and faith
I have always lived in fear with
When I woke up find the closed teeth

It is unusual to believe in mythological truth
We live in fool’s paradise for feeling to soothe
Nothing helps in turn other than to create bogey
Mind is arrested and thoughts don’t emanate free

Ho many deaths you have to go through in life span
Is it like floating on life pond like white swan?
Do we go deep in water and not coming back again?
What do we do to come in life and regain?

It is absolutely painless odyssey
No one can offer any logic or alibi
It is happening daily and almost certain
I develop no amusement or pain

There is o escape from sleep to slip
It is successful onward trip
We sit on throne as powerful king
All courtesans offer the dance and sing

It is another world with all the comforts
All thoughts of day rush from mind and report
You perform there as super hero
Though you are worth nothing but zero

It is better to die once
There won’t be any pain or worry hence
You die thousand times a day
The sleep is only easy way

It is almost impossible to live at ease
It is stagnated and no fresh energy to release
I am not at happy and pleased
I wake in sleep and life seems to be ceased

It is tortuous and full of agony
I don’t know but it may be suffered by many
It may unwant call to decide at this stage
Still it is difficult to stand alone and manage

Let it be probed fully to help us later
It has to come sooner or later
Whether it is in day time or in sleep
It definitely gives us good slip

Let us escape this confusion and stay clean
We have many ways and means
It can keep us away from worry and tension
It is not worth here for all the time to mention

The death certain and bound to take place
It is to be realized and can be read on face
it should not engulf our mind or lay a seize
Life may come to stand still any time and cease

Give a nice slip to sleep
Smile always and good health to keep
Good bye to mythology or any theory
Keep it way if it causes worry

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Child in our home

It hurts most when dear one is lost
Mentally shaken, bodily broken and paying heavy cost
Lovely child has occupied beautiful mind
What a pain and agony when not to find

"We have rose like child in our home" wrote brother
You are father now and so is nice health of mother
He was third child after marriage and I was thrilled
My heart was full of joy and completely filled

I was to be her bed side when the date was given
I impatiently waited for that day to be driven
I was divinely shine on her face with satisfaction
She was damn happy with our growing relation

I was back from frontier posting and had left her home
We are expecting new born and awaited welcome
Nothing happened in those days of my leave period
She carried on with no result and left me annoyed

After resumption of my duty I received good news
I was unlucky to be her side and clearly view
Still I was happy that it was over with no more difficulty
I prayed earnestly and bowed head silently

"God has taken over your child" brother lamented loss
New born was dead after few days with many questions to pose
He was not afforded good treatment as doctors were on leave
It was vacation period and they were in hurry to leave

I rushed home and took the stock of situation
She was in deep shock and out of normal continuation
I felt helplessness at sudden departure of child
But alas! If that was the destiny we should not act as blind

Accept the fate and come to the terms
We all have to go one by one in turn
But sometime it derails out thoughts
We go blank and unnecessary advice is sought

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At his mercy

I saw big thunder in the sky
It almost blinded me for no reason why?
He was lying by the side in careless position
We had lovely life with fine composition

I got fear with loud explosion
It was to be create upheaval in ocean
The tidal waves were rising very high
The birds were ready in position to fly

I saw one long lightening scar
It as seen in sky very far
It feared me more as he lay motionless
I too did not bother him as careless

In no time he was taken away
He had found his divine way
He could see his destination and gone
He left me alone for all pains to be borne

I am firm believer of faith
I never thought of untimely death
He might have needed him more there
I had no reason to think of it elsewhere

I only pleaded for his happy sojourn
How could I weep and earnestly mourn?
He had left behind so much pain with long tail
I could not understand it well preferred to fail

I had all the desire to keep him with me
I was bound by His will and not free
It was to be respected at all cost
I had already sunk with dead end almost

I shall till think of his divine path
It can be final resort for all of us as last
Who are we to mourn the death and express the grief?
We have come here to stay for limited period or brief

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My daughter

I called my daughter to be near bed side
She was awake whole night and eyes remained wide
She had no full sleep and that was cause of concern
Everybody felt badly in family as it was completely unexpected turn

She had baby boy with abnormality at birth
Everybody prayed for his good health
The things were not proving to be happy
It was leaving behind source of concern and worry

Why doctor had told something unusual?
Was his arrival on this earth not normal?
We were taken by surprise and almost broke
It was cruel blessings and ugly joke

I trust almighty and believe in his judgment
There may be good sign later on and no cause to resent
Yet it left deep scar on our mind for helpless child
He was paralyzed from body and partially blind

“Dear, do you trust in his power and have faith”
I gave her some solace and explained philosophy of death
We are here on this beautiful land for delivering the good
This must be borne in mind and clearly understood

“Whether certain things we like or not”
I added some thing more to be taught
She listened carefully and replied at once
“Dad, worry not this is reality and a given chance”

I stared at her face and thought of her philosophy
How strong faith she had in the power of almighty!
I was cutting sorry figure and here was daughter
A strong philosopher and dedicated mother

“Dad, do you know what happens after death”?
I was sinking in ocean of uncertainty on earth
She was adding further but I remained deep in thoughts
What a blissful changes she had or were brought?

It is rightly said that river finds her way in any case
No blockade can prevent her from rushing with chase
She has to meet her destiny in determined phase
There may be on the path sometimes smooth or hard ways

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hope you are lonely

Since you left me
I miss your arms baby
When you held me
I felt safe, but maybe
I should’ve seen in your face
you wanted to find another place

I’m so lonely
everything is black
My one and only
I wish you would come back

Do you think you did good
when you left me
Did you feel I understood
when you broke up
Was it all for my sake
Like you said
Or did I make a mistake

I hope that you are lonely now, without me
I hope that you are lonely
I hope that you are lonely, since you left me
I hope you feel just like me

poem by A. V. Asreg
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You May Know

You may know it exactly
When interpret and understand properly
All lines speak of the same thing
That I miss somewhere something

You know it comes hard way
Nothing can be pushed away
As it is nicely felt and experienced
It can’t be easily pushed or distanced

Something should not bother me at all
As it is natural call
If it is responded well
It will have different story to tell

I feel internally different
My joy and feelings are apparent
It is like heavenly blessings and sent
It is beautifully analyzed and felt

It may not be correct on my part
To encourage such things and start
Love may be considered as an eternal art
Sometimes may grant you grief when part

Yet I feel it gives me smile
Even though it may be away by miles
Yet nothing wrong to try and wait
Sometimes it may turn good luck and fate

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is Good Medicine

Love is such good medicine
As it is completely divine
Lord has mixed blessings in it
You may feel enough of strength in feet

Feel glad and very much a part
With clean and good start
It can be proved heavenly
To be felt joyful by you evenly

You might have been cheated
Deceived and left behind as ill fated
Yet all occasions can't be equated
As love is unique and directly related

Sea waters can be turned sweet
Hatred can be removed if you openly greet
Love has enough of strength to combat
Turn bad luck into fortune to look at

What even if you have whole world?
Miss the love and feel barren cold
What has it to do with your lovely feeling?
It may serve as death penalty even if not killing

Storm the fort and capture
Don't be late and make it sure
Just enter as victorious man
With all the elegance of human

Love can never deceive anyone
Its pulse can be felt by everyone
No one must feel if something has gone wrong
Love can be heard in birds, nature or in any song

Enjoy it with cool mind even if forbidden by luck
Love may suddenly emerge and silently strike
You may be caught unaware and feel nervous
Still it is all for you to feel as very good means

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Will this be my last breathe

Will this be my last breathe
A question or doubt
That occurs to us
At times and the frequency of which
Becomes more
With advancing age

The anxiety is not out of way
As we witness people
Dying suddenly of a number of
Disease conditions and
System disorders
Leave alone,
People in large numbers meeting their ends
In man made accidents and
Natural calamities

No one knows for sure
How, when and where the
Death would conquer him or her
It can be while sleeping
It can be on an operation theatre
It can be while partying
It can be any time, any where and any how
And one day
Any one has to depart

It is natural
When this thought strikes
One would quickly take a relook
Of the entire life path
The tasks unfinished
The dreams unrealized
The goals unaccomplished
The wealth left behind
The love and affection of dearest ones
And range of things
That impacted his or her living
Positively or otherwise

These days, the person struck by this thought
Would, very likely, think about the
Possible financial benefits
From the life insurance funds
To the kith and kin

One fact, most people miss to note
Is that
When this is really the last breathe
There need not be any more worries
As all worldly things associated with the person
Become insignificant immediately after this
If at all, any one is to worry
Are the people left behind
The nearest one worrying maximum
The extent of worry dilutes
With the distance of association
Peripheries not even making a note
Of one’s departure

Least worrying person
Is the one who departs as
Nothing really happens to him or her
Who is going to breathe last
The physical pain associated with death
And emotional pain of moving away
From belongings vanish all on a sudden

Traditional wisdom points out
To one simple thing
Keep your cool
Know and feel the fact
That you are relieved of all
Attachment and bond
Associated with this body
You are not the one to worry any further
It is for people around you to do that
As they will be the one to stand
The impact of your departure
You cannot in any manner contribute a thing
Towards alleviating their pain

Breathe your last in peace and comfort

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Difficult to forget

It is difficult to forget near ones
They won’t be missed by some one
But by persons of close vicinity
And all members of the family

We may go on missing them forever
One day they may fade away however
They may still come and invade the memory
You may think and add to tension and worry

Any new place of similar nature may force you to think
You will slip into deep memory and try to sink
It will give you momentary relief and some kind of joy
Even though it is sad to miss any one and enjoy

We are sentimental and everything has some attachment
We may try to get near it and make happy comments
When that thing becomes thing of past
Some memory may not be forgotten and long last

More you cry and miss
He will get shock and a pulse
Where ever he is, he will have pain
As he will be in heavenly abode to remain

Insted do a thing which was so dear
He always tried for to be near
He will be with you for the years
And remind you he is with you and in your tears

These are unforgettable painful moments
There are no words left for comments
Yet we go on remembering them as and when feel free
We may have all comforts as if sitting under the shed of tree

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Closing

STEP BACK INSIDE THE LIE AGAIN
YOU'LL FIND YOU'RE WEARING THIN
KILLING THE SYMPATHY AS YOU TAKE ANOTHER SWING AT ME
NOW FIGHTING YOUR INNER SELF AGAIN
LOSING TO WHAT YOU FEEL
SHIELDED BEHIND THE LIES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL REAL
NOW IT'S OVER AND I DON'T FEEL A THING
BUT YOU'RE TRYING TO BREAK THE SCAR AGAIN
YOUR SPIRIT IS BLEEDING AS YOU GRIN
BUT YOUR BRIDGE KEEPS ON BURNING AT BOTH ENDS
IN YOUR MIND
THE ENDING SEEMS TO BE SO FAR FROM WHAT YOU NEED
TAKE BACK THE MEMORIES AS YOU SMILE TO HIDE THE PAIN FROM ME
NOW SHUT DOWN THE CURIOSITY THAT BRINGS YOU HERE AGAIN
NO SENSE OF PURITY AS YOU TRY TO TAKE THE LIFE FROM ME NOW
IT'S OVER AND I DON'T FEEL A THING
BUT YOU'RE TRYING TO BREAK THE SCAR AGAIN
YOUR SPIRIT IS BLEEDING AS YOU GRIN
BUT YOUR BRIDGE KEEPS ON BURNING AT BOTH ENDS
NOTHING THAT YOU EVER SAY COULD EVER POSSIBLYERASE ALL THE HATEFUL THINGS YOU DID
AND NOW I'M THROUGH WITH YOU
NOTHING THAT YOU EVER SAY COULD EVER POSSIBLY ERASE ALL THE HATEFUL THINGS YOU DID
AND NOW I'M THROUGH WITH YOU
NOTHING YOU COULD EVER SAY
NOTHING YOU COULD EVER SAY
NOTHING YOU COULD EVER SAY
NOTHING YOU COULD EVER SAY
IT'S OVER AND I DON'T FEEL A THING
BUT YOU'RE TRYING TO BREAK THE SCAR AGAIN
YOUR SPIRIT IS BLEEDING AS YOU GRIN
BUT YOUR BRIDGE KEEPS ON BURNING AT BOTH ENDS
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW

song performed by by 12 Stones
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Forbidden To See

We see it clearly yet forbidden to see
Feel bondage and not free
Wants to get rid off or cross
But find confusion and at loss,

Always inwardly feel
But no powerful will
Instinct to kill
But unable to fill

Near to truth
But still wants proof
With shelter and roof
Yet feels very lonely and aloof

It is inside strength
Match with full wave length
Soul revolts and ignorance melts
Wisdom prevails and divinity is felt

No drams but with reality
Prove as human being with good quality
Inhuman in approach yet close to humanity
Strong resolve despite known inability

Still more is needed
Advice is heeded
Path is searched
Goal is reached

What is to be left behind?
No one knows how to find
Yet at heart we are kind
Little upset compels us to mind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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So Here I Am

There you are, here I am
Holding back, what I wish to say again
I can do it, but I can't seem to find the words
So I keep to myself, so sheltered

And once you leave, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself
I knew what I wanted us to be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 16, at a party, of a friend of mine
You are here, and I wanted to say it, this time
But then I saw her, she kissed you
That struck deep; I broke in two
So I stayed there, all alone
And lost my chance to say it before you took her home

And once you left, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself again
I knew what I wanted to say, everything
But I kept, it to, myself again
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 23
And I’m in the back row, of your wedding
Cause I didn't want anyone to see, the tears that I cried-
Not for her, but for you and me, and what we should be
Should I object? Make my move?
But by the time I made up my mind, the whole thing was through

And once you left, they come right back
But I didn't have the courage to state the fact
And I didn't want to confuse your wedding day
But I can't stand to watch you walk away
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we’re 40, and look how big your kids have grown
Sometimes as I hug them, I still wish they were my own
And I still feel that light still burning; maybe it's not too late
But then I look into the eyes of your family, and I don't want to make a mistake

And once you leave the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think less of me
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 70, and your great grandchildren are born
And I can see your face, through everyone
And sometimes when you're on your porch, I still want make a move
But I just stay inside, like an old ladies supposed to do

And once you leave, the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think of me differently
So I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long to believe
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am.

Now we're 90, and I'm at your funeral
Oh how these years went by so quickly, it's hard to believe you're gone
And I'm infuriated with myself, for not acing fast
And upset, because I never took that chance
So finally to the grave, I am able to say:

Now that you're gone, the feelings come right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
But I am too late, waited too long
To take the chance, I dreamed upon
And I’ve I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long believe
I’ve kept, it all to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak

So here I am, without you
Sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, without you
Wishing, I would have came forward
So here I am.
And you're no where, to be seen
So here I am, without you
Missing you desperately

Now I'm at my funeral, on my way, to heaven
On my way to God, and still wishing for that blessing
And right when I walk in, through those pearly golden gates
You're right where I wanted, and finally I get my chance to say

And now we're here, the feelings came right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
Because now you're here
And now I'm here
And I'm no longer, keeping this to myself
Because I've waited my whole life just to tell you how I felt

So here I am, with you
No longer, sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, with you
Proud that I finally came forward

So here I am.

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Act Of Faith

I tell you honestly,
Dont you go and throw your heart away
I know its so hard to do
Youve got to let go when you want to hold on
I know how much you miss him celebrate what you had
Dont cry about the things left unsaid
Itll do no good
You look for mercy and a meaning somewhere
You know that the hurting wont go
til you walk through the fire
Its gonna take an act of faith stand up and face the day
Its gonna take an act of faith, nobody can make you stay
Its gonna take an act of faith
Maybe love will find its way back into your life
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Stand up, dont you fall
You just take good care of where you are
Youre thinking lifes through with you
Thats not what hed want or what you should do
I know you loved him baby celebrate who he was
I know you know youve got to go on and live your life
Go down to the river of the spirit that runs through you
And lay yourself down in the healing waters
Its gonna take an act of faith stand up and face the day
Its gonna take an act of faith, nobody can make you stay
Its gonna take an act of faith
Maybe love will find its way back into your life
Love is a healer
There is no purpose served in holding on
Love is a healer
There is no understanding why
Love is a healer
There is no sin in you that brought this to your door
My love, it just is
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Heres my heart my love is in it
Its gonna take an act of faith stand up and face the day
Its gonna take an act of faith, nobody can make you stay
Its gonna take an act of faith
Maybe love will find its way back into your life
Its gonna take an act of faith stand up and face the day
Its gonna take an act of faith, nobody can make you stay
Its gonna take an act of faith
Maybe love will find its way back into your life...

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Sudden call

Sudden call from your inner conscience
No use to sit idle and see across fence
Time is running short and has to pack
Final journey with no possible come back

What did you earn during life span?
Did you serve well yourself or clan?
Was there any remorse on your part?
Did you outwit or tried to outsmart?

Prepare self for possible journey
Nothing to accompany including money
Leaving the land with open eyes
Relative may say weep sad good byes

You may undergo deep anguish and pain
Your all efforts will be futile and in vain
You may look miserable helpless
Looking at sky with eyes clueless

You may wonder why you failed.
Were you confined with life or jailed?
Did that serve and useful purpose?
What is left for you now to suppose?

You may try to look bank and analyze
Try to feel pity and gesture to sympathize
Something to speak but fail to deliver
Living organs die slowly including lever

You may slowly slip into coma stage
You may try to regain but unable to manage
All memories may surface as pinching salt
You may feel it deeply with final assault

Thousand of thought may invade mind
You may not have escape route to find
Eventually you may relent and accept the reality
Life’s misadventure and its overall futility

Nothing goes along except good will or gesture
No one may remember you in near future
All your lifework may soon to evaporate
Good work may speak for people to narrate

Life to end with body to be laid
Two words of praise always said
Nothing rests with body or soul
Night may look odd with voice of owl

Departure or end may coincide with mission
May be there so many emissions or omissions
Thousands of problems with unanswered questions
Its end may be tragic or ………………..

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Man proposes but...

Man proposes but God disposes
Fewer successes and more miss
Plan more but get nothing
Message is loud and clear for something

I am slowly going to end stage
I think it is calling off the day with age
So far successfully survived and managed
Now some departure ceremony ahs to be arranged

It is good to arrange in advance
It must be thought over at once
You must look back or give little glance
It must be clearly seen from your stance

The death is most dreaded fear
One got to be seized with it and bear
That can not be pushed further or delayed
The message is understood and clearly relayed

Dead are given respect and decent burial
It has to be accepted and no one can offer denial
As everybody has to be treated same way
No one can afford to ignore or stay away

Hindus lay dead body on pyre
After religious chanting it is handed over to fire
The body is then consigned to flames
It is merged with earth after reducing to ashes

The Muslims and Christians bury the dead
Their place is indicated and message is read
It is done with mark of respect
Tearful departure with final act

Let the methods vary but goal is same
One has to choose it without any blame
It is destined hour and stage is set
The same treatment and honor one is likely to get

I am coward and really afraid
I continuously think of stage ahead
What will I feel when buried?
This is open fact and can’t be lied

This is hunting me all the times
I become restless sometimes
Though it is reality but I am not prepared
I think of the condition and compare

I am puzzled by the fact that body will be exhumed
How much time will it take to be consumed?
Will I be feeling sense of long torture?
Is it going to take place for sure?

I have read the plight of dead bodies
Dogs sometimes pull them out from cemeteries
The fate will never be known to relatives
Such thoughts emerge in mind to give in

My dead body must be given full care
I know it must be laid somewhere
No one has escaped so far or got immunity
It is really helplessness and one can only feel pity

* The death fever should not grip the mind anytime*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad demises

We egret the demise of close and near ones
Miss their greatness and pardonable acts
Never bothering about unkind gestures
Forgiveness for all in their whole tenure

When father departed, we lost shelter
we were make to run helter scalier
there after we could regain the lost credence,
We definitely lacked the confidence

He did held supreme and pivotal position,
Hardship if any was out of question,
No one dared to point out at us or raise finger,
He never allowed the issue to linger,

I could recover some ground when lost mother
It was big jolt and blows yet another
She stood for all sources of courage and solace
We lived we in small house but felt in palace,

When all departed then I was left with only sister,
All hunt started to find for her a mister,
Mother always worried to find a good match,
Efforts were made many but couldn’t catch,

We always found mother in her,
Same affection love and good care
She handled it well with age maturity
Ladies are gifted with such nice quality

Such is life cycle which never stops,
Situation can be handled when it crops
Rain water may hit ground in form of drops,
Everybody may try to improve when show flops

Whether it is death, birth or rise and fall,
it should, be called as nature’s call
They are inevitable and must be accepted
It is God’s wish and must be respected

We should not loose faith or trust,
Wheels of life must move with vigor and thrust
Life has to be made lovely and beautiful
It must be lived with purpose and be successful

We may be grown like complete tree
All our children may feel secure and free
We may be able to give them what they desire
Our role may be then appreciated and admired

It is noble inheritance and we must treasure
Life should not be termed hard or can be measured
It has to be our efforts to remain fully assured
Live life king size with immense pleasure

Time may come you may also prepare to depart
You may have no time to offer or impart
You may think life was lost from the start
You got to believe it is pure an d simple form of art

Life will be still full of surprises
It may compel you to make more promises
Life will not end with demise of any one
It is cycle that may repeat with every one

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No plan to live

I have no plan to live good life
It may be for others like an edge of knife
I am comfortable with it and happy
Everything is going on very easy

Father has left good fortune
Nothing more is required to be done
Rest of the days may also be gone
Life is to be at ease and carefully I have chosen

So there may be many more lucky people like me
Careless, unconcerned an totally free
I shall take nothing into consideration
Enjoy the empire without any question

Father had worked hard to build
There was tremendous growth and enough of yield
I saw him working late nights
I have inherited fortune by right

I shall not work that hard as he did
I have no clue now how to lead
I am afraid to swim in rough sea
Let me think over it and finally see

He had advised me not to spend recklessly
Not a coin should be used excessively
I have kept that advice in mind
I shall seek nothing more to find

He took nothing along with him
Everything is left behind for family team
We all were given full comfort and fine stay
Now he has left us and gone away

I have learnt nothing to expand business
Now I f eel uneasiness on the face
Worry lines sometimes rush and bother
I shall have to depend now on others

It is good to have enough of wealth
To have an expertise enhances the health
Health and wealth combine gives confidence
Life is providing one more opportunity or chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Emotional bursts

All of sudden tears roll out,
No reason whatsoever and nothing about,
No defeat, no victory and no rout,
Still reality and sudden fall out,

Emotions burst out with sudden good news,
No solution in sight but call for reviews,
No hopes for success but call for interviews,
Where chances for success are little or few,

It is state where sudden looseness occur in mind,
No easy way out still escape route to find
It is difficult to control but to bring an end,
Nerves act loose and emotions send,

Everything is known fact but still we weep,
Look so childish but forceful smile we keep,
No reason to look around but till we peep,
To avoid a personal audience we pretend to sleep,

Even bravest person among all on earth has failed,
Gripped with fear when boat is not smoothly sailed,
Got no reprieve and even not even bailed out
Emotions grip when dear ones are jailed,

With slight unusual things makes us to laugh,
Eyes glitter when not facing weather rough,
Fatal accidents not resulting into death,
Emotions run very high while laying wreath,

We gracefully bow when blessed with success,
Never dreamt about but find easy access,
We tend to loose control and surrender to feelings,
Heart is beating fast with joy and happy fillings

Even slight happiness sends us rolling,
Face becomes tense for result before polling,
Continuous flow of thought confine us to corner
Flare up emotion any time with heavy anger

Its occurrences is not unusual but natural,
One should not be Confined to limits overall,
It is simple to burst out with sudden call,
Even you may laugh free with a sudden fall

It is good for health to omit complete anger,
it is equally not good if not to ask food when facing hunger,
Let it take its implication in limited way,
No one has full control on it or even say

We should not be so sentimental in this regard
Not to think unnecessarily and look forward
It is beyond our capacity to ignore such call
It is so useful and important for our rise and fall

No one will have control over its outburst
Good control and anchoring is essential and must
It does not require special skill or talent
One must surrender to situation and relent

It may have serious fall out on health
Can’t be prevented with medicine or wealth
Only self control can put little brake
Its impact will be not less than earth quake

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A Lola or grandma

She remained motionless and was laid on the ground
Her mortal remains could only be visibly found
She had completed her successful journey around
It was destined time to depart with no alarm or sound

We stood motionless and watched her lifeless body
She was before placed before us for the knowledge of everybody
Soon she will be taken to final place and laid to rest
This was real time for all of us to remain calm and stand the test

Oh, grandma you are no more
Who I will remember and adore?
I never witnessed such scene this before?
I couldn’t think about any idea to explore

She was source of strength to all of us
She had all the courage and trust
She was like complete shed as that of tree
We us to live and feel completely free

She will call me personally and confide
Would you not tell me truth and not hide?
Why you want to lead your life as lone woman?
Don’t you prefer honest and trustworthy as your man?

“No” I used to argue loudly and then cry?
Aged persons seemingly asking same questions, why?
I used to be in rage but same time feeling very shy
Grandma was really a kind woman and making worth try

I may miss her very badly as she is no more with family
I cried a lot with emotions and looked so silly
It was the moment for all of us to shed tears
She was now not among us and those were the worst fears

She lived her life with full honor
Brought us up in family even though we were minor
She worked very hard for our well being
We felt as if we were crippled without wing

“Lola” or grandma has left for heavenly abode
I still feel she is among us and never bade
She is remaining before my eyes all the day
I don’t feel loneliness and find the correct way

She used to call me and whisper in ears
“What will you really do in coming year? ”
You got to find a lovely companion
He should be real all-rounder and champion

“I will keep him at bay and never allow”
He will have to obey and strictly follow
If he doesn’t then he will have to forgo
I will not accept and let him go”

Such were nicest words that still sound my mind
No ideal family may have luck to have such lola to find
I may miss but may find her everywhere in the home
I still may hear her foot steps when stroll or roam

Lola…… grand mother

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Killing An Angel With Swollen Pride

Their is the good times and the bad
How could have things went so wrong
Nothing left for me
Killing an angel with my destiny

Watching in agony
Nothing I can do to relieve her misery
The bleeding I can't stop
I think I hit an artery
So fatal
So lethal
Death defying
Mind blowing
No looking back
Wishing against my own existence
Take my life
Take me
Oh please just take me

Theirs the good times and the bad
How could have it went so wrong
Nothing left for me
Killing an angel with my destiny

Its destroying everything as far as the eye can see
All for something I might just be
Not for my wants or needs
Basic survival
Destroy all your rivals
Still I don't feel liable
The important things stick like glue to you
Don't tell me you don't know who

Theirs the good times and the bad
How could have things went so wrong
Killing an angel with my destiny
Nothing left for me

Twenty years disappear
Nothing left to hold on to so dear
Look into a mirror
Only to have a ghost look back
Forgetting all the facts
Living in the past
This will eat your soul away
Till to the end of your days
Even if you pray
You still can't stay
Because your not okay
The heart gets torn apart
Ripped in two
Fed to the confused
Guess you lose

I have killed to many angels with my destiny
The devil got me
I have killed the angels
I killed them all
All because my pride came before my fall

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