If There Were
Think if there were no thoughts
No solution would have been sought
Endless wars might have been fought
No thieves might have been caught
The idle mind works in different direction
Each and every word is backed by action
If something goes wrong then it is put to scrutiny
But finally it is decided to push towards destiny
Some of the moments are very crucial
When you find no way to offer denial
You are caught unaware and will have to offer excuse
You have no sufficient reasons to take refuge
You slip into isolation for speedy answer
Look towards sky and wait for shower
The rain may not come for asking
But you need some help with backing
Under such situation you ask for divine help
This is only way or considered as first step
You ask forefathers to render divine hand
As you are now on earth without friends
Dream can have powerful wings
Melody can be added when birds sing
Some powerful spirit can be added to reach heaven
The idea is not at all bad even
It is nice to think of hollow sky
Go on with mission without asking why
This all can happen with his blessings
Reach out to those wishes before it goes missing
So it is blessings in disguise to have mind
It may try to go to any length to find
It may not allow you to act as blind
But go after it vigorously without any axe to grind
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Beautiful Sunday
I waited for beautiful Sunday
Normally place chosen as good day
Visiting shrines, mosques or churches
Well considered Him as impossible to reach
Does he really stay there and reside?
Then why he failed to show us or preferred to hide?
We are all busy persons and have many reasons
Why he should stay away when considered as their sons?
Yes I do concede one point in mind
He is not inaccessible to find
Many may tell that he has found good refuge
Only we fail to recognize and refuse
It is bit confusing and strange
This commonsense has come after considerable age
I have learnt to pray all divine forces
As no one has found them after considerable remorse
Take solace or satisfaction for only visiting
Verbal utterances for all sins and admitting
That may reduce heaviness already existed
This is the position and already stated
We may follow as heard of sheep
Only to wait for and sins to keep
Where else we may find the place to weep?
Only remember him to grant a peaceful sleep
Is it not funny to wait for long seven days?
Precious time lost in finding the solution and ways
Only one day to offer for simple blessing
In case something goes wrong or missing
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A bad dream
I hastily stepped out from bed to ponder over
It was bad dream and I started to find cover
It made me restless and compelled to wonder
I rubbed the eyes and regained composure however
It happens many times when you are seized with work
So many times you may trying to avoid or shirt
It does not relieve you from burden and chain of thoughts invade
The memory is fast recycling and not easily fades
It is human mind that works as super computer
It adjusts very fast and compels the situation to alter
It argues in favor and against in protective manner
It keeps hope alive and does not make chance thinner
Dreams are in fact a safe refuge or heaven
We are the king and also beautiful queen
The whole set up revolves around and make us proud
Your voice is heard clear and loud
It is replica of sound and healthy mind
We have enough space to find
We can have level field to play
It keeps you linked and do not push away
It is said that when person is gripped by fear
He may not be in position to think or shed tears
He will have no place to put his views
The dreams may provide him enough time to review
It is by product of active human psychology
Mind does not rest even if raised in bogey
It strikes back to find the reasonable solution
It will not rest until finds out with strong resolution
I think over endlessly over the state of mind
It some times cry and try to act very kind
If something wrong is done unintentionally
It will try to satisfy logic by reasons finally
It is right application at right moment
It does not disturb the normal movement
The ups and down may force to think
But the stable mind may not allow to sink
The unstable mind sometimes pushed person to brink
He may loose the power to balance and properly to think
It is progressive thoughts that come to the rescue
This is considered as positive step and may be had by only few
So the dreams are healthy sign of mental order
It takes active part and always ready at border
The slight palpitation may push it to strong action
It will be sound and positive reaction
It is always good to sleep without any tension
The mind may be occupied with lots of questions
Still it is wroth try to be worry free
It is nice idea for all of us to agree
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A Discovery of Divine Spirit!
Is it indwelling spirit or Nature activating human?
Nature kindles mind to realise divine everywhere;
Going deep in all things reach one finally to the core
Where lives the eternal spirit activating all ever...!
Unlike animal going by instinct man explores by mind
All only to be confused as peeling onion endlessly on
And willingly suspending all ideas mystically indulges
In Nature at last to find an answer conclusive ever...!
Mind in communion with Nature man feels divine spirit
That opens door of heart like opening petals of lotus
To reveal the golden yellow divine dwelling deep finally
That actually activates mind, heart and soul of man...!
Discovery of inner spirit having communion with Nature,
Universal Spirit finally brings peace and bliss all long for!
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I and melody
It always formed as basic in my mind
It is hunted not from the mind of the blind
With such questions in mind it needed an answer
It could be found from genuine friends who were fewer
How melody can enhance the music in poetry?
What can influence more in its earnest entry?
It all invaded mind and made me restless
I was to find an answer and genuinely trace
I had reminded friends on my being as an ordinary poet
I normally preferred to remain calm and quiet
But one of my poetess friends forced me to explain
What formed hard core, nice poem and free from any pain?
“Poetry is strong arm of an art”
She asserted it with confidence to look very smart
I had fined her interesting at the start
I found her in tune with poetry touch and very much part
I added mixture of both to form basic
It looks then melodious and classic
Where else was I to go and find?
When Melody was always there to find?
I was in mood to elaborate as she remained at heart
The poems were right means and purest form of an art
It was berthing and spreading fragrance all the times
I used to enjoy it and smelt most of the times
She was to complain that it was music in absence of tune
How can you claim it flawless, without weakness and immune?
I emphasized it to be divine melody
It was not in the hands of anybody
Art is always in pure form
Only you should stay inform
The love and art definitely are inborn
In absence it may stand as if torn
I told her to enjoy lovely evening
Have full faith in art with clear leaning
In end it was bound to be always winning
As the rays are bright and shining
I asked her to be always nice
Stand firm in her promise
Poetry should not face sudden demise
As it is heavenly and divine device
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Unknown factor
Unknown factor keeps human being constantly in fear
They are seized with many problems and stressfully bear
Ready to strike with revenge but still address as dear
Experience pinch of salt when some sad news they hear
It is human psychology that drives and controls the nerve
In danger or crisis they take over and brilliantly serve
It is known fact that life is real but full of uncertainty
It will be sheer madness if we remain unknown about its futility
It gives joy and happiness as long as it is pleasant
No sorrow or grief is filled without His grace or consent
We tend to take little contingent of what the next will descend?
Unfortunate events or momentary drawbacks
Unforeseen situation may force us to turn to divine power
Prayers and offerings to God for blessings to shower
“Come to my fold and I shall “sound very much in ear
Force to rethink course of action when look back to years
Is it not the age old phenomenon that we have followed the same?
Is it not the brilliant idea of some one who has worked hard to frame?
The spirituous mystery that no one has tested or spoken so far
To take the advantage of human minds as so much weak they are
What will they do as last resort to come out of it and take refuge?
What can be simple remedy for acquiring new energy to infuse?
Why all of sudden it invades in mind that it may be end of world?
Why it shakes spine with fear, feet crumble and develop cold|?
No easy solution for complete dejection or burning inferno
Movement to stop with unexpected blockade of water flow
Reckless mind to stop thinking with no more ideas to grow
No where to go with hopeless situation and out of proportion to blow
These all factors drive them to the near vicinity of divinity
It is at this crucial juncture that they realize the power of infinity
It is borne in mind that life is another name of continuity
How much it is important to lead or to be lead in community
We need some overwhelming factor to guide our destiny
It makes us to rise in arms with powerful force for mutiny
Nothing on earth can force the intelligent approach of human being
It remain throughout same with ordinary man or powerful king
It may strengthen faith and belief
Which can only provide the relief?
It has nothing to do with fame or noun?
What else we need to calm down?
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How far this attitude
I don’t know how far this attitude can be correct?
But it definitely forces me to think over and positively act
You can cheat everybody but not your conscience
It will trouble you whenever you are feeling absence
Why at all do we need to go almighty and bow head?
Do we have no clear guidance for the simple life to lead?
Why all the times we resort to take refuge under falsehood?
We are utterly disgusting the name of our parenthood
We have lame excuse to offer ourselves for any of the mistake
We think almighty is very kind and will not mind for our being fake
We can visit once a while and excuse for all the sins
God will pardon us for all ills and never grin
Well, rightly said and observed too
There is definite weight behind and very true
Even without going to Him, we can have blessings
There is absolutely nothing wrong in our approach or missing
He is there to pardon us for each and everything
We should be prepared to let something
At least some part or fraction of entire things
You will be given enough of blessings
Love the sinner but lot the sin
The chances for change are very thin
Sinner can be persuaded to change
The tendency may remain so even if you win
It is common knowledge to ask for forgiveness
This is one sign of good quality of kindness
You have kind heart that fears from evil
All nice things may happen with you or are on anvil
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Act first
I decided to act first and think later
It was not important matter
It had some postive fall outs
It was not going to help with big shouts
It was Godly feeling from inside
All these emerged in the form of slides
Perceptionally the difference was very wide
I had honestly to perform and not to hide
The hatred was to be given go bye
It was to earnest and sincere try
There was no use feeling very shy
The wings were eager spread in sky
It had all sanctity and blessings
Everything was perfect and nothing was missing
It started from innder depth of the heart
I had to make it as good start
I am not at all afraid
Everything is done and not said
It is not fake or tailor made
It is backed by bright shade
I must offer flowers as fine gesture
It may assuage the feelings and nurture
No wounds can remain unhealed
Fate can’t be there permanently sealed
It may be worth and possible attempt
I got to be quick and prompt
No one, in fac t, is free or exempt
The ill feelings once for all must be swept
Leave it in on e corner of the mind
New ways and means to find
One has to be very generous and kind
No one canpretend to be blind
Things may definitely move in right direction
You attitude may speak with action
There won’t be any hostile reaction
It will be appreciated by al, the sections
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Shape and Body
Anything that has shape and body
It is governed by laws of science or philosophy
Some may put it as very simple
That is easy to understand without any trouble
Some of things fall under exception
Proven without any doubt and question
No gravity or any of laws are applicable
Life becomes beautiful, enjoyable and stable
It travels beyond any boundary
This is gift from God and is necessary
Some of the things are considered to be thoughtless
But they are there for sure and bring happiness on face
There is gravitational pull
It is explained in full
Whatever goes up in sky?
May fall on earth without any reason for why
But thoughts in human body are not governed by these principles
It does not fall under any category or disciplines
It may go far beyond the international boundary
It does not violate any norms and is considered as secondary
It is nice to feel at speedy journey
You may go very far without expenses or money
It has no restriction and can touch the human heart
This is considered as good method or art
Thoughts can gain shape later on
When the plan is followed on
The dream is materialized and comes true
As thoughts had made concrete way too
Any plan must have serious backing and thoughts
No wars are single handedly fought
It has powerful execution with some angle of thought
The desirous result is then definitely pulled and brought
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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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Truth is eternal
Truth is eternal
Echoes all over but not from internal
Pulse is there but not to be heard
Lies within but not to be searched
Fruitless travel but no answer
Knowledge within but known to fewer
Soul and mind to alien and merge
To seek an answer thoughts to purge
Not to run but find a refuge
Open at heart but not to refuse
This is how world comes near
Nothing worry and not to fear
Pain may be there as good company
Anguish too may be there to accompany
Lot more sufferings but not realized by many
Solution is there but not found by any
Aimless venture and no ultimate result
To face the shame and come across insult
Wound to aggravate if put little salt
Still enough of joy if you forget and exalt
Not to cry and not to make hunt
Approach straight and prepare to be blunt
What can not be achieved if applied with mind?
Solution within but need only blessings kind
Oasis water only represents illusion
Why at all there should be any confusion?
We all know it but still ignorant
Why fruitless search often and constant?
Go to jungle or remotely place
Every where you may find anxiety and race
What is it to us if serves no purpose?
Nothing may appeal even if it is rose
I have asked each and everyone
The answer lies with no one
I am directed to go in one direction
“Do not wait for result” and go for action
I understand the contents and fall in line
I expect it to work with result to be fine
Still it stops me from doing so well
The luck may have it with different story to tell
No one has succeeded in imaginary contest
One has to contend and feel to be at rest
It does not lie with your ability or power
You may not find any suitable answer
Try to seek an answer which has some alternative
Should have some reality and not purely imaginative
It may not take you far but land in trouble
Life may be over in quest as it is like bubble
It has to end somewhere with full contentment
It must also resonate with nice movement
The clarity and vision lies within control
The gain may be had even if very small
It is always nice to ask
What am I for any task?
Is what I seek and ask for?
Why not gain it now without waging war?
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Being very dear
I won’t step in anybody’s show and compare
I shall have to find the real place to go somewhere
Dreamland will not make me feel at home
Who else will be waiting for me to welcome?
I have my own land to live with and flow
Little thought of her brings on cheeks a fine glow
I don’t know how to take it as gift or blessings?
Certainly I shall think of it as place never missing
You were not far from being very dear
I can still feel the pulse of heart very near
It is pulsating slowly but with sensation I hear
Some unknown thought grip the mind and create fear
I have asked each and every leaf of tree about you
I was passionate and blind in love as it is very much true
Nothing appeals me much than those sweet words
They were none the less than have been spoken by lords
I have longed for the close company even this before
I had no courage to come forward and ask for
It would have been considered absurd and illogical
How could then it be proved as honest and logical?
You had hardly any spell of fragrance near by
Still I could smell it from distance without any try
The wind too took direction from you to steer the course
It was gentle blow and coming in with bit by bit force
What is so special in those moments to strike now?
I have no idea to dream of those and cope up to how?
I advance the hand and find you guiding me on clear way
It is drawing me closer but pushing slowly and gradually away
I knew about the separation but had not experienced
I had seen the birds making desperate noise and keenly glanced
It had never occurred in mind that such may be the unbearable separation
Even though it was thumping win for love with such fine elevation
I need ask moon to glow less and hide behind clouds
I too have no intention in asking clouds to make big sound
I want it to go as natural way and fall on ground like rain
At least earth may get little wind of it and feel no drain
I have nothing else to feel and miss
I can find you in fresh flowers and bliss
How does it matter if I watch them from the distance?
I will not look back to hear any steps at once
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Words Spoken
Words spoken to self in isolation
Mystery not in question but in relation
Simple confusion in mind
Forcing others to find out its kind
Yet nice appreciation,
Applause from all over and no more questions
Mind reveals and heart opens
Ripples created and caught by fans
Why do we try to speak our mind?
Is something necessary of that kind?
Why at all you want sympathy?
That people should have soft corner and feel pity
No one has seen you breaking off?
If so, they would have definitely laughed
As you were boosting of your love at all places
All were jealous of you with frown on faces
You were afraid that you will be made victim
A simple donkey with no sense to reach home
Uncertain mind as was made of you with satire
Now you feared it will be certainly put on fire
So it is better to speak through poetry
It will be race but gaining from back door entry
No one to know who the man behind is?
What will be pain behind or tease
It is nice to appease and find solution
In one way it reduces some what tension
You have little insight with no more confusion
The answer is found within the question
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May not prove right
Sometimes what you think may not prove right
Instead of left you may chose wrong and go out of sight
You are adamant and sticking with wrong judgment
It lands you in maximum trouble with embarrassment
How can sea turn from blue to white?
How can you get any thing without putting up fight?
It has its own deep depth to make you wonder
The nature has its own secrets for all the time to ponder
The mango tree may not ripen its fruit of its own
You have your own tendency and are well-known
You want it to dropp in your mouth with no efforts
No one may provide you such blessings with comforts
Merely hoping may do no wonder
Rain may shower with heavy thunder
This all may take place in its own way
You can not hope it in leisure time and run away
Life is same as it was before
Your thinking is erroneous and is flawed therefore
It is ridiculous to think about reaching safely at shore
You are lost on the way and may reach no where
Any person is worth penniless unless tries very hard
He may fear before it begins with good starts
He may think of leaving it in between
And loose the hope of getting clear win
Life may seem dull and useless
You may be lost simply in race
There will be nothing more left to trace
It will be really delicate and bad phase
He may within himself generate dejection
Life may look worth for simple rejection
There is nerd for powerful thrust with injection
It may them improve altogether with some indication
Thank God, in day time the stars are not seen
Otherwise time will be spent sky and its scene
The moon will not surface and cool the mind
The wishes and desires may never be on hand to find
Well some hopes can be revived
It is only means to remain survived
Life hinges on the thin ray of hope
The show can never go flop
We are gifted with untiring energy and strength
It may loose some thing on way and not match wave length
Yet it has powerful beacon to trace the location
There is lot more to wait for happiness and elation
So loose no sight or blame the fate
We are to be blamed for if anything comes late
Either we have failed to realize the situation
Or failed to match with it and had no continuation
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On The Earth
Divine song's purred as the day falls
The love and blessings reach to all
The first light rays fall from heaven
To the earth and to lighten up all even…
The morning dews glisten all falling
All around with its beauty and rendering
Divine message and love to all living beings,
And the leaves dance as one with wind and sing…
The waterfall roars and makes music
And all the hovering birds make lyric
Singing and dancing in the sky with mirth
For the 'God' given us all on the earth…
Written by: Narendra Rai
Talhar Badin, Sindh, PK...
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Moments after
Who know what will happen moment after?
Cries may be all over after day of joy and laughter
Destruction all over and mass slaughter
When hate spreads its wings and revenge there after
No one knows what is likely to take place
There may not be any body to offer solace
Better to prepare for worst to follow
Not let up or uncertainty allow
Who ever is alert is bound to succeed?
Careful planning cautiously proceed
May not yield what is expected
Danger may not take over as suspected
Half way is through if alertness is there
Easy solution and path way clear
Full confidence without any fear
Mental preparedness for hardship to bear
Life is full of uncertainty
No one is sure of its continuity
Happy moments should he shared fully
Life may believed in sense truly
“Leave all worries to me” I shall look
Every message is thus read in book
Why worry today when He is present?
Try for best which has got His consent
Life is continuity and noble mission
Needs some divine blessings with submission?
May be there lapses and emission with omission
Still lot of joy left with clear position
It may happen at destined hour
Nothing will be left to claim mine or your
This is one of simplest philosophy of life
Situation is not bad and time is ripe
Moments after and moments now
Hangs a balance for to act and how
If we can understand and manage
Road is open with clear message
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Bitter words
Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling
It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before
Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer
It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say
We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press
Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive
It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain
Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense
Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….
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No sleep
I struggled hard and made futile fight
It was flooding me with thoughts as light
Mind fully awakened to venture in unknown places
Friends, foes, relatives and others troubled with faces
I had done no quarreling with anybody and bothered
Yet they were coming in mind one after another
I became restless and decided to leave the bed
It was totally useless to think and to be fed
You become hero in all the actions
Solve all the problems without any reactions
You have all the options to think over leisurely
But in turn loose good amount of sleep surely
Once you start thinking then won't reach anywhere
It will push you from one end to another
You will be struggling very hard to come over
But there won't be any clue as how to find cover
You may come out of room and start looking at the sky
Stars may also not come to your help even after full try
I know one solution much to everybody's surprise
But you keep it to yourself and will have to promise
I started praying to get sound sleep or find
It is nice way to come out from restless mind
The time cloaked morning seven when I got up
Birds were singing and tea was ready in cup
I was not woken up by anyone as they knew
They might have seen me moving here and there with over view
I was not sore over last night's sleepless stage
But any how not failed completely but managed
Human mind is compared to the eruption of volcano
That may happen all of sudden and you won't know
Same way here with peaceful mind but loosing ground
No where near peace of mind and feeling sound
But I love the stage as many things happen in rage
You feel certainly big personality and try to manage
You are the lone character to think it with pleasure
As you are fully aware that there is no one to ask you for sure
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My Requiem
From the arising of the golden sun
To the gloomy shadow of the moon
The wind still whispers
While I'm standing here by myself
I'm waiting for a sign that could lead me
Away to the land of the divine
But when weariness starts to affect
The eclipse of the sun come to earth
I hide from the sun and try to live
And I know in my heart
(That) this is a life that God can not give
I still carry in my mind
The feeling that I'm blind
I still carry in my mind
The fear that something is behind
Tear, left bare
Rule the whole earth
The dark will rise
I await its birth - To die
I see gray in the sky
And pray for rain
But the sky slowly becomes blue once again
The spirit of God controls my mind
The divine - The unearthly Lord
He left me a sign - Made me a God
I lie in eternal coldness
I'm trying to find
The thing I couldn't find
Nowhere else in my past life
My spirit sours into heaven
I reincarnate into a cold-black raven
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Beauty In Essence
I read beautiful sentence 'beauty is joy forever'
How best to understand 'beauty lies in the eyes of beholder'
I was restless and decided to search
But I had imagined it as beyond reach
God only knows how to define beauty
He has created it and certainly is his duty
I shall have to feel or be the part of beautiful universe
If I am granted black color then it should not be the cause of curse
Oh God! What a project I have taken on hand?
Not even almighty has tried to understand
It was freely distributed on earth by nature
Many flowers have come up in garden to reassure
'No, it can't be as simple as that' I was amused
I opened eyes but in misbelieve refused
Why was it not attracting as it should have been?
I thought for a while but lacked the power to be called divine
Wherever I moved and tried to guess
I saw the same power with divine face
He was there in each particle
Each one speaking itself as independent article
I found beauty in black eyes
With same attraction and force it tried
Not that white lacked any appeal
But black represented nothing to repeal
I raised my hands and looked at his mighty power
Only rain god had the blessings to offer
Bring life and beauty to earth in general
So many appeared quickly and many disappeared with funeral
I tried to read and decode the beautiful language
I was not young enough to understand that page
Where all the material was available to feel beautiful
But I found it at no place and remained unsuccessful
I find each object better than the other
Among the females I could see only mother
In the garden I could find only rose flower
Where else I need to go now to find beautiful cover?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A fall and shame
What a down fall and shame?
Whom do we appreciate or blame?
Do we not regret and feel pity?
Can’t realize and feel His beauty
Where he is not there?
Is He not in us or here?
Is there need to go anywhere?
When you can’t find him somewhere?
Why do the sun and stars shine?
Why moon light appeal and I feel it fine?
I fail to submit and completely resign
He has marks all over to sign
Face appears reddish and beautifully shine
When I feel His power as sacredly divine
What He is to me and to the Universe?
Feel His presence when I pray and converse
Grant me divine eye to see and feel
I shall not feel it inwardly still
It is nothing but a shaken faith
I got to over come before my death
I see life in every particles
I see message in every articles
Does He convey or try to preach?
We got to pick up with sincere search
I owe everything to Him
He is light and powerful beam
A light to living being and lifeless even
There is place for us definitely in heaven
Love to breath and look around
Birds sing spread the message with beautiful sound
What do they convey in encrypted language?
Love to all and feelings to assuage
I shall pray and wait for blessings
I shall bow and regret for complete missing
The darkest chapter without being in light
What else can I say when I am not right?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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