I Sell My Soul
“My soul and body for sale “
Offer from fish to a big whale,
When saw a big danger face went pale,
But indeed plain truth and not simple tale,
I can’t grow any more,
Nor can I protect in downpour,
Never faced worst ever this before,
Broken at heart and body lay tore,
I may not offer or even fight,
Find no candle even there no light,
Situation may be worse or even tight,
Worries may be more solution not in sight,
Tough it prove life may prove hard,
Can’t keep it away or off may ward,
Still it may remain, close I may eyes,
Nor it may vanish even I make byes,
I may boost big and promise tall make,
Handle it with ease and eat like cake,
Shaken from within when face rough,
Resolve may shrink when task find tough,
Still I may not relent, and also lament,
But loose I may ground and offer no comment,
I may collect thread and wave it neat,
Try to project success and excellent feat,
Had it been in reach, I may hold good,
Last I may more even without food,
But alas! I am gone and face defeat,
I may loose ground and may retreat,
Still I may hold firm and loose not grip,
Dark may not deter even light may trip,
I still stand fast and put brave front,
Odd may not give in I may more confront,
But as I said I just cave in,
Future lay barren and I shatter within,
I can’t offer more than body and soul,
Life proved hard and I feel foul,
So do I offer soul and body sale,
Story may not find well with male,
But it may find favour and also flavour,
I may keep it low but it will clamour
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sail The Rivers
Would you give me
One more chance
If I agree to your demands
Or will you turn the knife
Keep me in pain till
I cant take no more
Would you take the breath of my life
Or are you lookin for something
I never do right
I should be the one to let go
I could free your body and soul
So here we stand
Like actors in a play
On an empty stage
Not knowin what to say
I tried so hard to get through to you
cos dont you know I still need you
Oh, I need you
If I ask for one more night
Would you let me bathe in your light
Would you let me cover you up
And wrap myself around you
So you feel my love
Is this just the heat of the day
Or am I really feelin this way
I see your silent tears
Before the storm
I feel the breeze
From a love thats gone
Youve always walked
On the open sand
Youd risk it all so
Id reach out my hand
I tried so hard to hold on to you
cos dont you know I still need you
Sail the river and drift away
Find yourself on another day
Dont reach out
You have to hold me in bay
cos I will always follow you
Take a knife and cut me down
Spill my blood
Watch it fall to the ground
Theres no way to turn me around
cos I will always follow you
Be a part of you
If I was to offer my life
Id give it up just to
Bathe in your light
And you could have it
You could have it all
My heart, my body, my soul
Is this just the heat of the day
Or am I really feelin this way
I wipe away the tears
Before the storm
I feel the breeze
From a love thats gone
So here we stand
Nothing left to say
I give it all but you turn me away
I tried so hard to get through to you
Sail the river and drift away
Find yourself on another day
Sail the river and drift away
cos I will always follow you
I will always be a part of you
Sail the river and drift away
Sail the river and drift away
Sail the river ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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TODAY's prayer
I will praise God
And praise him with all my heart
I will sing praises to God
And I will sing praises to him at the top of all my voice
I will bend before him and lay flat on the ground
I will not look at him straight in the eye
I will offer all my heart
I will offer my entire mind
I will offer all my soul
I will offer him everything
That I have
I will offer all that I am
I will make another covenant with him
I will make another set of promises
I will sign a new agreement
I will execute a new set of promises
I will close my eyes and think of him
I will join him
In his silence
In his patience with my broken promises.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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O, mother
O mother except you no other,
No one can fill place either,
No brother, sister or father,
Only you mother and no other,
On this earth unique place you find,
So important and no one would mind,
As moon and stars always shine,
You hold position as that of power divine,
You hold all of us close to the chest,
Take great care and keep us in nest,
Worry you more and feed us best,
You make all of us happy and then rest,
You sleet in wet cloths and kept us dry
Awoke at night and stopped our cry,
Always we fell down when tried to fly
Gave us shield and cover when felt shy
You did not eat full but little saved
Faced problems more but never caved,
We were kept neat and always clean,
But you didn’t think it was mean,
I remember once mom you wept,
Havoc played by flood and house nearly swept,
You struggled very hard and together kept,
Neither you created bogey nor did you weep
Taught us lessons how to stand fast,
Hurdles to face many but not to last,
Essence of life not to be washed away,
Neither to be carried away nor to miss the way,
Such stand fast in life you always stood,
Otherwise would have starved for the want of food,
You stood like rock and done work good,
Made us so humble and taken out of wood,
What I am today all because of you,
I consider you always next to 'THOU'
He is everywhere but not in race
I see His reflection on your face
Whole world exists and so do I,
Had you not been here what could see my eye?
All flash, bones and body wants to reveal something
As it is seen today would have been nothing
Words may be less and find no place
No object on earth can take place or replace
No amount of praise can do a better
Ink may not do good so as to write letter,
Even in leisure, happiness I measure,
Never get an answer and am also not sure,
Even for little pain you had simple cure,
Even at home you made us fully secured,
Even if put body and life at service,
Will do neither good and nor it suffice,
Mom I wept so much at your demise,
I found no one to console and to promise,
I may dare not and not even think,
Word of dishonor and even blink,
I may even think all mothers alike,
Whether all agree or have dislike,
With a word 'mother” heart is filled,
Life becomes sweeter and doesn't matter,
Even with the age I am still child,
Remember your beating when I grew wild,
You are laid to rest
But still you offer best,
I stand firm and loose no test,
Your good advices firmly to chest
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good morning Boss
Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart
It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way
In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,
I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work
I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?
Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed
it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass
If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords
After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost
Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence
It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXVII: Storyteller
I only offer story
not the truth
I only offer fantasy
not the future
I only offer dream
not destiny
I only offer wish
not wisdom
I only offer memory
not the fact
I only offer chance
not miracle
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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What I Think
what i think is what you get
this is all i have
a finger, a thought, a tongue
i can offer you a hand
if you want
if you stay, i can offer you greater
than all these
you may have my body
and if you care for me more than
enough
you can even have my soul
but if you are true more than enough
that you take time
burying me when i die
then i can give you
more than my soul and my body
but you may not like it
so i may ask: won't you take my poetry?
don't laugh, i am a serious writer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unlimited offer
Unlimited offer.
With broken wings no bird can fly,
enjoy the freedom of the sky
But wings can heal and often do.
This is the hope I offer you.
Like broken hearts can be repaired.
As you will find if you’re not scared
then you will find a love that’s true
This is the hope I offer you.
You have a dream and must believe.
If you persist you will achieve
Discard whatever’s stopping you.
This is the hope I offer you
So grasp this chance and hold on tight
and everything will turn out right.
15-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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You go alone
You go for self and wait for none
Fight it out all but one
You may loose path but never be afraid
River may change path and course not straight
Consider it struggle and not path simple,
Task you may have but not opportunity ample,
Life may be game even worst than the gamble,
It may be acid test ………….
Make earnest effort and try very hard,
Life may even last as you grow old,
Youngsters may cut joke and laugh also elder,
Task may get tough as you spread wider,
It may be harder than even Herculean,
You may bogged down and not come clean,
Dark clouds may appear making more thunder,
You may loose heart and fear more plunder
Goal may be off and you may still wonder,
What will be in store? Question you may ponder?
It may hurt you more as ground seems look,
Not to loose composure but come out of hook
In peace you strive more for good result,
Chances may look deem facing more insult,
You may feel shame and not even consult,
It will give pain such as somersault,
If you sweat more less you may bleed
Stormy weather may pass without any read
Time is precious luck you may need,
Best efforts to be put while sowing seed,
You are always master but not go for rest,
Give hope a chance and try for best,
You may not fail but pass the entire test,
Strange are the ways but not last more,
You may have you faced task this before,
Never to contend with less but try more and more
Put your best efforts with new areas explore
Why to go alone and not efforts combine?
Success may come but not result fine,
No sincere effort but only little cry
Empire may be lost with half hearted try
You will need full attempt while acting tough,
Fall you may have on surface rough
Aim always high and inch still forward,
Face all odds and never fall backward,
Put brave front and not withdraw as coward
Success may touch your feet as full reward
Life is worth to live and is biggest award
Try for best and always look forward
You may heave sigh and feel also relief,
It may augur well and strengthen your belief,
Beginning will be little hard as fresh leaf,
Success story may speak and heard by deaf
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Soul
I dream of closeness
Sweet talks face to face
So near and calling me dear
Yet not gripped with any fear
You showed two hearts are beating
Close acquaintance still sweating
We were here for close meeting
Exchanging views and simply greeting
Call for enough of promises
Pledges for memory and not to make any misses
Wishing for golden rays to shine
Looking for no excuses and everything to confine
I can’t forget your lovely smile
It drives e crazy and pushes to miles
How will I bear your absence and remain away?
This question puzzles me all the time and stay
I would love if you hold me for ever
It had been my dream forever
You gave me new direction to live
I still hold you in esteem and believe
I rush to you like river in spate
Sometimes I get very late
You stand there in my anticipation
But keep calm and raise no question
You had been my strength
I was not perfect not even one tenth
You did smile at me number of times
I was stunned to find it sometimes
We have merged into one
Not body but soul also belongs to none
This is what I desired all along
Please kept it intact and don’t prove me wrong
I shall stand by in every critical moment
I shall utter no word or offer any comment
I shall be entity well thought over by you
I shall hold it till last and try to be true
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dehumanized
If I offer you my soul
Will you carry me away?
I cannot be the only one
To be dehumanized again
Left behind
Too determined
to be forgotten
Nothing left to enrapture me
Hard and silent, softly breaking
No beloved to confort me
Dead philosophy
If I offer you my soul
Will you carry me away?
I cannot be the only one
to be dehumanized again
Left behind
Feel the dtermination built into my mind
You're never going to find me
I'll wipe the world away
Your face it will remind me
Just how much I have to leave
(CHORUS) (OUT)
song performed by by Disturbed
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You Are Ugliest
“You are ugliest woman of world” I lied to wife
She did not loose temper but showed me knife
One more word to this and you will be no more
I thought she was well within her right to feel sore
This is one of the funniest ways to pass the comment
No one would prefer it even if humorously sent
It has hidden message with little fun
But that can make man desperately run
Any friend, relative or even sons
They may have solid reasons
If you try to be little excessive
They may not remain submissive
It is human nature not to offer any retaliation
At the insulting tone or on special relation
It is taken as person in stride
Then the difference may be made open and look very wide
It may be worthwhile to offer sweet words
This system is spread all over and known in whole world
Why we never cross the road when danger is known?
Same way no bitter words to be used even if not of your own
You can’t relay misgivings on the part of somebody
It may never be liked by anybody
Not even by your kith and keens
Even though they are closely associated or have been
It is advisable not to lie on face
You can choose the words in phrase
That may be taken as simple legendary tale
You will be escaped from turning into pale
You won’t know the kind of return
It may be severe of its kind in turn
We are not expert in reading the true mind
We yet to master the art and find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Too Much To Think About
Sister help take this pain from my heart
Help me stand up and find out whats right
Dont want to exist here in the dark
When the gates of eden offer so much light
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
Young man lay down your guns
And hold your woman in your arms
The concretes not worth dying fo
They say theres more to this life
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
So what am I living for
They say the truth is not hard to find
Its right here in front of my eyes
If I could just open my heart sometimes
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
Make up my mind
Make up my mind
Make up make up my mind
Make up make up my mind
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Time turned cruel
The time turned cruel on me
I was shocked at news to find again lonely and free
He had breathed his last in hospital bed
He was no more and had been declared dead
It is easy for male to recover from shock
He can withstand up to the last till running out of stock
He can manage the scene and come back on feet
Prepare self to accept any challenge and meet
I am not mentally robust
Some times I loose confidence and trust
I am not made of stubborn stuff
I fear sometime to tell lie or offer bluff
Since I am left alone and must eventually bear
All consequence that has been thrust near
I must gear up self to meet the worst tomorrow
As I have no idea how things will allow
I have lost no hope and can cope up with time
I can put up with hard reality and face any time
He was strength to me but I should not cry over it
I must chase the opportunity with firmly placed feet
My daughter is the only surviving soul
So nice, helpful hand and beautiful
I have great hope in her to come out
Show to the world that there is nothing difficult to talk about
I find sea and its waves very close
Waves go up with force and make typical noise
All that fascinates me with wonderful change
Wind also blows powerfully but I skillfully manage
God has given me chance to prove ability
Females are no sitting ducks and can show quality
Either in good time or in bad times with demonstration
That they can face any rough weather in question
I am out with daughter on sea beach
Sea is out stretched and eyes can't reach
Yet I feel sea is very much magnificent
Whatever I do is correct and right with his consent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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New alternative
Sound sleep without any noise
Day starts with bird’s sweet voice
Rest so essential without any choice
All ideas stored in mind with next day’s poise
Complete body relaxes but not mind
Getting new ideas and alternates find
May be they are active cells come to action
Fight with solution and offer novel reaction
Mild sun rays get end dreams to abrupt end
Sudden hurry to get up and ways to mend
Whole body gears up for the new race
Ready to go into action challenges face
It is not day to day routine but hard struggle
So much pressure and some times to buckle
Failure, humiliation but efforts to survive
Learning new things with resolve and strive
Dead are buried and may not speak
Living beings may feel frustrated and weak
Sometimes forcing to end the entire efforts
Losing confidence and maintain the rapports
It is endless struggle to be pressed and kept
No wise man have ever lamented and wept
It may be fall on ground but resolve to rise again
Not to loose hope but try and have solid gain
People may laugh and cut a joke
Unnecessary meddle and try to poke
Sometimes irritations and response evoke
May be unexpected result with masterly stroke
Steering the course in difficult situation
Gaining the ground wit exact and correct evaluation
Not missing the opportunity when knocks door
Show of satisfaction only after reaching the shore
Nothing may come on the way and deny
Success may come and opportunities many
No looking back with riding on the wings
Who knows when poor will be crowned as king?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Touch My Heart
Somehow you reach in and you touch my heart
Somehow you reach in, you touch my soul
When I look at you, I see everything we could be
Eyes wide open, looking at me
What can I offer you that youve never seen
Just dont be afraid, someone is watching
You will see
Somehow when you smile the day seems brighter
Somehow when you smile you melt my heart
When I look at you I see all things we should be
And in your darkest hour, hold out your hand for me
Something will guide you, Ill be beside you
And when its rough out there, Im with you everywhere
I will be right behind you if you should fall
Someday you will find everything you look for
Someday you will find a love like mine
When you smile at her you will feel the things you could be
Eyes wide open, looking at me
What can I offer you that youve never seen
Just dont be afraid, someone is watching
You will see, you will see
Somehow you reach in and you touch my heart
Somehow you reach in, you touch my soul
When I look at you, I see everything we could be
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Why feet are crumbling?
Why my feet are crumbling?
What is worrying and nailing?
Is it rough weather for sailing?
Is there no opportunity for availing?
Well all unanswered question suddenly attack,
I recollect and answer them back,
Something I find amusing and missing,
Bitter taste even in kid’s kissing?
All of sudden I rise from the bed,
Stories appear in mind as they were fed,
Slight knock or sound create panic,
Even it travels at speed sub sonic,
Is the body loosing its grip?
Not ready or prepared for any more trips?
Is it feared to be tripped?
Body can’t walk and slipped,
Hands shake and eyes loose sight,
Strength seems gone and no more fight,
No idea where to go left or right?
Dark all over and away from the light,
It is not the time to get loose idea,
Chances may be going away in new area,
I make only one and good plea,
Nothing matters if one dropp is taken from sea,
It is stop or halt to a life,
You will have to go even if time is not rife,
No body is immortal and will have to depart,
Say yes to good bye and happily depart,
Past events may pass as trailer,
Signal will serve as mailer,
People will be heard chanting slogans,
Body may feel shiver, weakening the organs,
It is just process that goes on for ever,
No regret or happiness however,
Wiser may take it as new challenge,
Nothing to loose and nothing to avenge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A run away
You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared
Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?
Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn
I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?
There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger
It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case
You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase
You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen
I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact
A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hair and hustle
Dear can you help me for a while?
asked apologetically for a good smile,
’No’ replied a friend, keeping distance mile,
worries all around so can’t smile,
Hounded by worries, sick for while,
how can I offer even forced smile,
pain in her voice Keeping her mild,
mind seized with thought for her child,
She was extremely sorry,
could not afford luxury as money was worry,
situation was tense and she was in hurry,
Mind not working and hand hitting with furry,
I Will do anything for sick child,
can’t remain quite so mild,
I will have to find some means and way,
Still have no hope and no more say,
’hair’ and ‘hustle’ is answer,
What? Hair and hustle,
what is all this about?
Fumed at answer asked, what is this all about? I asked
Explain it dear nothing going in head,
simple may be lines but can not read,
what do they and what it stand for?
Is that all meaning which they stood for?
Raged at the meaning, hair and hustle stood for,
asked again why? What really they meant?
Hair is just trimming as it is learnt,
Hustle is nothing but only business
I have no option but go for child care,
what is meaning hustle and what about hair,
they loose charm and stand nothing,
I may go for it if offered something,
Life of child is so dear
Pain may be more but I may bear,
Many stories appear and I also hear,
child should get care life I fear,
Child if suffers, I will be broke,
can’t bear any such more stroke,
So do not offer any more joke,
Even get angry if some one poke,
Hustle” I found as prostitute,
So mean word and not good substitute,
It was clever ploy on her part not tell truth,
Situation as warranted life not smooth
I remained restless and night whole awoke,
Packets after packets finished for smoke,
Hustle means selling body as she told,
I could not decide whether move was bold,
I learnt later life was living hell,
She did not find as means well,
I was not ready and also not willing,
But helpless as today soul I am killing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Attachment Level
I never gave thought for degree of attachment
How can one think of it and offer comment?
It is real feeling from inside depth
It remains till the time of the death
It is God gift that prompts you to go very close
World would have gone barren if we had no option to choose
It is unknown attraction that pulls us near
We address them affectionately and call dear
You think of good and give fine support
It is one kind of loose attachment with good rapport
Human beings are made of sensitive fiber
Never forget a close friend but always remember
You can do two things in life all the times
Miss some one and cry or offer smile sometimes
There is no third option with you to be called nice person
As everything is out of our ambit with certain reasons
The body stretches fast when you burst into laughter
You may come to know the effect soon after
Some thing freshen up to remain in good mood
As if energy is abstracted from the fresh food
No one regrets friendship if it is genuine
Some friends prove as bitter as quinine
They leave behind bitter taste to last long
You may feel sour about being with the company of wrong
We may not come to know about the end of the journey
Nothing may accompany us including assets or money
Some of the close friends may miss the company
Your absence may not invite the attention of many
It is difficult to weigh in terms of any degree
We feel certainly relieved and very much free
It is closeness and love that keeps us in good spirit
We are always eager to meet friends and lovingly greet
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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