I will protest
I will protest
With loud noise as best
Space was always fast
Only we couldn't compete and last
Only writers were serious
Not providing humor continuous
There is family type attachment here
Everything is spoken with farness and pleasant to hear
You are best among best
We fail to analyze it as test
Serve and provide to the best of your ability
We shall try to pick with limited capacity
Writers always face criticism
That is quality of humanism
We must face and answer
As it may be understood by fewer
So read and listen
To the critical part
Answer as much as possible
That shall improve and enhance the struggle
It is good to face exposure
That shows the human power
How rain plays havoc at first strike?
Whether we dislike or like
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Total Contrast
It is total contrast
It is not ego blast
Neither it is for importance
Not gesture at once
It is just letting person to realize
Make hi to think positive and realize
Strong rebuff or retaliation is no answer
This logic may be understood by fewer
It is quality inbuilt
It is not hiding of weakness or guilt
It is quality of brave man
Making you feel like true human
It is demonstration of strong will
You have power even to fight or kill
What others may not see your greatness
But may be clearly seen on their face
It is noble act and needs to be forgotten
Nothing is taken away from you or stolen
It is resolve of strong mind
Such quality is rare and treasure to find
Human beings are selfish but not that difficult
They will bear grudge and remember insult
Yet your gesture will be highly appreciated
It will improve upon rather then make it vitiated
Even strongest rebellion can be crushed
Enemy can be killed or pushed
What might not be defeated?
His ill will and that should not be repeated
It is weapon of strong
It can’t make him go wrong
That may deter friends and enemies among
As they may know well that it is not sold for song
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Race
Lie down, [fair 1//pheromone], and come away
Till the rain is over and gone
G-g-gimme the beat now (face the music)
Lead line (face the music)
If the air is a little thick in this room 2nite
I reckon its the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin so fast that even they
Talkin so fast that even they
Dont know what they mean
Of all the things that base a rhyme
How is it that u everytime
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?
Thank God this aint monopoly
Ud make us all go back 2 start
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
Check it
Three seats over theres a lady black
Entrusted 2 her care is a little white girl
And the fact of the matter is
Before her momma or another kid at school
Tells her about the fallacy that 1 race rules over the other
Shed be a much-better-off-left fool (face the music)
If we never heard about the evils that those before us committed
Then how my dear, tell me now how my dear, tell me now how now would we know
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
(face the music)
D-d-down with h-i-s-t-o-r-y and all this bs propagandi
Keepin u from me and me from u as we grow
I dont wanna know (I dont wanna know)
Why those before us hated each other
Id rather believe they never did
Id rather believe (Id rather, Id rather believe)
That theres hope 4 a kid
And if he imitates the best
I guess thats what Ill try 2 be
And I will let the rest dissolve with my guitar underneath the sea
Race
(face face face face face)
Face the music (face the music)
Face the music
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
Get it?
Race
Got it
Race
Face the music
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
Race race
(face-f-face the music)
Race
song performed by by Prince
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Her Face!
Face! A kind of identity
She has got his quality
To change her face
In the clouds of grace
I want to see her again
In the season cloudy rain
When her face is watered
Nothing could be uttered
Seeing her face I think
I don't want to blink
But it's shameful eyes
Plays off when she shys.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Most Writers
Most writers 'twould seem have moments of self doubt
But they never go short of things to write about
And to become a top writer of one a big ask
And to succeed as a writer for many seems too daunting a task.
Most writers do not write for wealth or for fame
And despite lack of success they pen on just the same
For every one hundred thousand writers perhaps one writing millionaire
Amongst the ranks of the wealthy the writers are rare.
Few writers can hope for to scale success height
For the love of writing they only do write
Few writers get published and fewer know of success
But in their writings on paper their thoughts they express.
Most writers will never know wealth and renown
And they are not even well known in their own Hometown
They never will be known beyond their home shore
They write for the love of it and little more.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Never Destroy Anything
Never destrroy anything
It has scope for turning
Misfortune into luck
If you are badly struck
Love not to hate
But calmly relate
Peacefully put across and state
It is still not late
It is easy to burn
To take from bad to worst turn
But what next there after!
You can't change or alter
Burn your own desire
Kill the devil inside and not admire
Never give any sort of encouragement
Avoid appeasement and engagement
Not all pages of book may give solution
You have to create powerful resolution
No one may pick your finger and lead
You got to wait for right moment and read
Who shall guide you in distress?
What all things you are prepared to face?
I think you have an appropriate answer
Probably may not be known to all but only fewer
Nothing else but your own mood may provide an answer
World may look tiny from height of tower
Find out the truth on the surface of ground
It looks so lovely as if previously was not found
Never trust what is seen outwardly
Search it within and inwardly
We are here on this beautiful earth to enjoy
Nature may take your care and provide joy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God smiles on everybody
God smiles on everybody whether you read scriptures or not
These are arguments of yesteryears and need not be fought
Whatever appeals your heart and mind becomes religion
Choose whomever you like and stay as companion
These are all true things to learn and observe
It will be really nice to stay at disposal and serve
No matter what ideology you share or believe
Must live in heart with love and try honestly to live
If you have good heart and kindness at heart then you will smile
The whole of area around you may bear the same for a while
Nothing will affect your daily routine as you are close to him
He will take care of everything even if some of the chances are thin
I read your message on Poor’s face
Toiling very hard without being in any race
I saw sarisfaction, gratitude and complete faith
I forgot almighty or God and remained with him
I saw God every where around
His music was prevalent in every object and found
The air was responding with all rhythms and music
There was beauty and only natural beauty as magic
You need not search peace ion any temple or church
It will prove illusory and result into futile search
You need not be told about omni presence or to be preached
You can directly have link or easily reached
Love does not mean physical attachment with beauty
You can have it as part of life and become naughty
But still at large it is affection and love to fellow men
If this is to be taken as any indication then it is good omen
Love spreads love and emanates same in vicinity
This is called humble submission with good quality
Where hate can be countered with love and affection?
What else do we contemplate or want as action?
Merely visiting a holy place is no answer
This might have been understood by fewer
Still it holds the views and ground very well
No one may be in position to offer different tale
It is not bad to hold orthodox views with reasons
It cling us to be near to Him as devotee or religious person
Still if you held broad views about him and surrender
It may work as miracle and pure wonder
See smile and love on each face
God may be compelled to resurface
This is rare probability in case
But we may through very good phase
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Art of Humor
The parody, the comic
The irony, the slapstick
The comedy, the joke
There are many names of humor
A little flirt, a bit sway
A random bait, a strike catch
A prick of crack, a needed pain
So far we go just for humor
Because it is fun, because it is crazy
Because it is refreshing, because it brings laugh
Lightening the mood, building emotion
Always use humor in a good way
The situation, the mimic
The trap, the surprise
The movement, the style
Only human could understand humor
The witty question, the innocence answer
The spontaneous expression, the awaited performance
The dilemma, the mistake
Everything could turn into humor
To tease, to distract
To criticize, to attract
To break the ice, to open the gag
Don't take humor too serious
In critical condition, in awkward moment
In relaxing time, in happy hour
In strange fact, in life experience
Do you know that God also has a sense of humor?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Face of God
Someone asked; God what if we were to meet face to face?
What face would I see?
Would your eyes be slanted and blue?
Would you have a jewel in the middle of your forehead?
Would your noise be pointed or would it be flat?
Would your lips be thin or would they be full?
God what face would I see?
God answers with these words.
If we were to meet face to face here is what you would see.
Pick up a mirror and the face staring back at you is not only you it is also me.
Four Main Types of Writers (personal opinion)
The Lonely Writer
Some writings tell me
This person is lonely
And is reaching out
For the touch of a friendly comment
These writers are sad, solitary,
Isolated, but good persons
And quite often very good writers
The needy juvenile writer
Some writings contain words
Or language meant to shock
And to offend.
These writers are lonely also
But in a different way.
These writers are simply saying
Like a little child
“hey! I exist! Someone better
Acknowledge me! ”
These writers can often write well
But usually don’t, can’t, or choose not to
The Spite Writer
This writer can be of either gender
But seems to be in a female majority
They’ve been spurned or rejected
Two-timed or lied to.
And they are going to vent their ire
In the most public way they can.
These writers can also be very good writers
But too often let their anger get in the way.
The Religious Writer
These writers show people passionate
And zealously devoted to singing the praises
Of the Lord and goodness and charity.
They’re probably austere, honest people
Who almost always write very well.
For the most part these writers seem
To want to spread the word and
At the same time tend to be rather singular
In the subject matter of their writings,
Rarely attempting other genres.
poem by David Whalen
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Dream home
An imagination for dream home continues
Not so particular about its construction or avenues
Not even location or in any particular place
Not so big, not ordinary also and not to look even palace
I shall prefer hut to big mansion
It will need no solid foundation
No fear of water logging or inundation
Natural air from all sides for enough ventilation
Well face to face rising sun
Same way silver rays from full moon
Stars too can twinkle and be seen through window
Cool breeze in morning silently to touch and flow
Eyes to explore vast horizon with no purpose
Think of its vastness and nothing more to suppose
Give all credit to almighty for creating such beautiful objects
Even looks itself gives freshness and influence views or try to inject
If it has river flow by the side with all its natural curves
What an object view it may create and definitely serve!
Such home can well be the pure imagination as an ideal home
We sand on the back of the river and smilingly welcome
Why do we go to the nature in the troubled period only?
It has lot more to serve the interest and avoid
The difficult and strenuous period to lapse
Create the self confidence and environment from turning tense
Not the mountains inject us with the idea to rise to that height?
Why even cracking thunder lights fail to dislodge it even late?
Solution is there for asking but we must have will power to act
The nature is always there and ready to help in fact
Even on flat surface green fields provide fresh air
Inhale little and you will freshness through hair
Mind that was bogged down may have fresh impulse
All the power to think afresh and strong resolve to repulse
Why to go to soul searchers to inside echo?
Why it should not travel at our will power and go?
Strike at the peak and come back with answer
But the language can be understood by fewer
Who has understood the sweet language of cuckoo?
It has made you to be carried away and fall through
The codes and its secrets getting slowly familiar
When mixed with lovely voice in the thick fresh air
I would prefer to be among tribal men and wonder in forest
It might have large area stretching from east to west
I shall have enough to eat and share its treasure
What can be real joy with all parameters unable to measure?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Know Me
Take 5 second, think about my crew, who am I p.o.d.
Chorus
Listen my cry, what do you hear?
Live my breath, how do you feel?
Look my soul, what do you see?
Imagine a moment, you dont know me
Take five seconds and listen up, open your mind
Never met me face to face, but persist to talk behind my back
In face, you never even seen me never been where I am
From, where Im at, or even be me so check me, test me,
I aint got nothing to loose, been down since the beginning
Stop and stare at me not who you are
Cuz your to scared to be
Chorus
Reap what Ive sown, it all goes along with my past
Its not the first time Ive struggled and it wont be the last
No class, when you talk about another how can you say
You love me, when you hate your brother, you smother
But my faith keeps me difference between me and you holmes
Is that Im forgiven, I got your back if youre down with my crew
I looked to him, so I dont answer to you
Chorus
Who am i, I am you
8x
Im just like you
4x
Listen my cry and tell me, I know you hear me
Live my breath and tell me, I know you feel me
Look my soul, and tell me, I know you see me
I know you love me
song performed by by P.O.D.
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A goal in sight
One two or go on making it to eight hundred
The poems may go on piling without any end
There is definite goal or aim in sight
You might attain it or would like to continue the fight
'You are good man but bad poet'
I read message which cautioned me not to write
This is not right place for you to reflect the views
I too felt it needed constant reviews
It has become craze among writers
They try to play easy and not prove as good fighters
They may approach readers to view their articles
They also try to limit themselves in small circle
'You read my article and I shall read yours'
This may please each other to have some favors
The quality may limit to one particular leave
The writers may not have good chance to excel
The flaws or drawbacks may not be pointed to him at all
It may be crushed under friendly observation or call
Why at all we need to approach viewers to comment?
Is there no other option to approach them for a moment?
Many comment sarcastically as if they are very good expert
The writer' only crime is request for support
This is not essentially to find any favor at the outset
It is only aimed at getting foot hold to set
Some writers get alienated over the honest remark
They want favorable remarks when try to venture or embark
This is not correct approach as it may not allow their real talents to surface
It may block the creativity and finally they enter in mad race
Any human being may not be pleased with the criticism
It hurts their ego and they take it affront to individualism
The relation has to be kept at one side and profession on other
Both should not be mixed and it should not concern or bother
The writing skill is God's gift and may come out as creation
To some it may prove dine piece and to others only recreation
Everybody has different perception and right to evaluate
The writers weight pro and con and the calculate
It is always nice to find place with some recognition
Your pen may be contributing more with ammunition
They may embark up on new themes and excel
Everything may then move on sound footing to fare well
Let us bear in mind that writing is good skill
They must write original and not try to steal
This may give them real test of poetry
It may prompt them to write new and it may also vary
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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They're fancy talkers about themselves, writers. If I had to give young writers advice, I would say don't listen to writers talking about writing or themselves.
quote by Lillian Hellman
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Good night
Good Night is no answer
Good knowledge is known by fewer
We know there is great risk
Day may never turn right
Yet so good about night to reflect on face
As we surrender to almighty in darkness
Not knowing about next day
Simple sleep with shelter to him anyway
"Good morning" may bring cheers
Face may brighten without fear
You are in world to see with joy
Whole day to witness and enjoy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Get An Answer
Man is not made known by his richness
But by simple logic of his humbleness
A poor man can be so rich in his heritage
Rest all the qualities come in later stage
“Will you like a glass of water” asked old man
It was scorching heat for any human
I was on way to a another town
Had chosen path of my own
I could read those worry lines
He was still standing on side line
He was no relative but only a stranger
I was much impressed and wanted to know more
This morning only someone had asked me question
What really makes man rich in sense and in relation?
I was in dilemma to answer but it touched inner core
I had to struggle hard for answer and explore
I thought of this old man and got answer
Such qualities may be had by fewer
They are happiest persons in the world
I would be so much lucky if find such safe fold
“Not by what you get but by what you give”
“Not by revenge but how you pardon or forgive”
These were all good signs of richness
This gave me an answer and brought shine on the face
It may necessary to have enough of fortune
Luxury and comfort in life with harmony and tune
Yet it is not everything if we compare to what others have
Kind gesture makes them rich and brave
The life has taught us to be little liberal
We may not spend on causes considered to be noble
Yet turn out and behavior makes it all important
Rich or poor may just be stage but one should not be ignorant
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Smiling Face
[V1]
Sitting on the bus
Looking through the window
And I close my eyes
I see the shade of your smiling face
Your smiling face
When you walk in through the door
Smiling face
Like I've never seen before
[V2]
Standing in the rain
Nearly washed the day away
Then I think of you
I know the sight of your smiling face
Your smiling face
And it's always here with me
Smiling face
Well I wonder could it be
[CHORUS]
I still know
That I'm never gonna find you
But I do believe
That you're standing right behind
Will I ever get
The answer to my question
Life will go on
song performed by by M2M from Shades Of Purple
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The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power.
quote by Toni Morrison
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The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power.
quote by Toni Morrison
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De Bat (Fly In My Face)
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well I hope de bat don't come out and fly in me face tonight
Well I come home from a party
And I'm feelin' a little spaced
And I walk on in the kitchen and
A bat fly in me face
Well de bat come down the chimney
You see he wait in the fireplace
When he hear that I'm getting a little snack
De bat fly in me face
(Chorus)
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well I hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
De bat he rat got wings
All the children know that
What I need to know from the lord
Is how you get de wings on the cat
They say a bat's got radar
And he can fly through fan
But what I am afraid of is
That he got another plan
To fly in me face
Fly in me face
(Chorus)
Well I hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
Fly in me face
One thing I forgot to tell you about the human race
Everybody get a little upset when a bat fly in they face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well I hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
song performed by by Carly Simon
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De Bat
(carly simon)
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well i hope de bat don't come out and fly in me face tonight
Well i come home from a party
And i'm feelin' a little spaced
And i walk on in the kitchen and
A bat fly in me face
Well de bat come down the chimney
You see he wait in the fireplace
When he hear that i'm getting a little snack
De bat fly in me face
(chorus)
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well i hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
De bat he rat got wings
All the children know that
What i need to know from the lord
Is how you get de wings on the cat
They say a bat's got radar
And he can fly through fan
But what i am afraid of is
That he got another plan
To fly in me face
Fly in me face
(chorus)
Well i hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
Fly in me face
One thing i forgot to tell you about the human race
Everybody get a little upset when a bat fly in they face
Fly in me face
Fly in me face
Well i hope de bat he don't come out
And fly in me face tonight
song performed by by Carly Simon
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