Important Place
In laws are definitely occupying important place
They are to be looked after well in any case
You might be facing tension and very good chase
But you have no other option than it to face
I am taken for ride and granted
I am undesired and unwanted
Particularly at home when they are guest
As wife will try to show her best
She will order me to keep everything ready
My gesture and appearance should look steady
No untoward incidence at home and all smoothly running
Else I will face all bombardment and especially gunning
She will leave no stone unturned
Buried al the differences and calm almost returned
Peace is purchased at no cost or absolutely for asking
As she needs all my smiles and backing
I am so much praised by in laws
The relation got strained many times because of flaws
It got improved with wife’s intelligent intervention
I need not go at length and stupidly mention
But I find gradual change when she hears they arrive
I take deep breathe to think and survive
She is almost very important person
I must run after her for every reason
I will take complete care for everything
Nothing should be left unattended for anything
It is question of her pride and honor
So I should do everything that is asked for
How much relief you have?
You were never bold and brave
Mother-in-law is kind animal
What a great joy on her arrival?
Wife attends so regularly
Looks after every needs and keeps you happily
Never fighting resolve and showing all courtesy
All in laws are like that and long to see you happy
I am their only one pet animal
I can’t afford to show it as dismal
I shall excel in all round show
Even if I shall experience it like foot ball throw
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
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Sister in-law
Sister-in-law has got special position
All liberties but close relation out of question
So much praise showered on her with special mention
Husband praises without any hesitation
She stands as half wife for full wife
Vacancy is filled when situation is rife
Not to worry for any good flirt
Wife has to remain quiet but always alert,
No sweet but good and colourful relation,
Happy moments and adding to elations,
No tension and worry when she is around,
You can have easy walk on slippery ground
Husbands take pride in having in law
Don’t find fault or any other flaw
Always ready and anxious to care
Prefer all relation but to be seen no where
Wives too happy and share lenient views
Allows no freedom which is undue
After all, in law is her real sister
Above all, husband is her real mister
So long not married, everything goes well
After her departure, it turns into hell
No one is prepared for stories to tell
It was only phase not much to dwell
Even kids may prefer in law to mother
Not even look in home even at father
This doesn’t drive them crazy any more
No one takes note and stress or bother
This is delicate relation and bound to suffer
Many ups and downs with stories to offer
Many may argue with difference of opinion
After al it is sister-in- law and not the companion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Are You a Good Husband?
All married men want to be called a good husband
A good husband is a decent husband
Mr. Husband what you done to deserve this decency?
Has your wife ever referred to you as her good husband?
It is known that the eyes cannot see itself
Unless by reflection. Have you ever asked
Your wife for a performance appraisal
Honey, how did I perform last year?
On a scale of one to ten, one for very poor
Ten for excellent, how did I perform?
Your wife may think you are now on new drugs
If you receive less than six, you need to
Start fence mending before it is too late
A good husband sees his wife as his friend
A nice husband treats his wife as his lover
A decent husband regards his wife as a soul-mate
You should anticipate what your wife
Will need before she makes any request
By the way, have you ever bought a gift
For your wife without an occasion?
Do you have to wait for her birthday?
To inform her that she is very special to you?
Do you have to wait for your wedding anniversary?
To tell her that she is the best thing in your life
When last did you talk to your wife in-laws?
When last did you visit your wife in-laws?
What have you done to be called a good husband?
Ask for performance appraisal on a regular basis
Remember, if you make your wife happy
You will get happiness in return
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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A little home
It is home, sweet home that counts on and matters
In my sound sleep also sometimes I utter
I long for those atmosphere and beautiful walls
Some type of magnetic pull that always gives call
All sweet and bad memories are deeply attached
Not for a moment it takes us away and keep detached
Birth place, childhood and youth very happily spent
Protection under kind parents and happy moments
I will never forget the place which helped to build?
Kind love, affection and impregnable protective shield
So much influence form all over and everything to yield
Fresh air, lovely atmosphere and free games in open field
You long for your own home when gain maturity
It goes on in succession with continuity
You have your home with kids and beautiful wife
Days are passing off very smoothly in life
The end of universe is your dear home
You may not find beautiful city like Rome
But home is called home and has no parallel
When you reach at home you feel so well
You may get tired while working at sites
It may compel you to work and more wishes to ignite
You are lifeless when returned home at night
Your mind is not at rest and continues to fight
When you reach home and find everything alright
You may be able to think what is wrong or right
You may find all comforts at home when reach
You may feel at the top of the world and rich
You may have to work hard for your livelihood
You too may have to care for your neighborhood
Home is where you get all comforts and joy
You will have to make it heaven and completely enjoy
No where on earth you will feel at ease
Tension and worries altogether may cease
Morning sun may brighten your hope
Yu may be well prepared to walk on rope
All individual dream of happy home to take refuge
You can have easy access, free entry and no one can refuse
It is for us to make it worth while and suitable
No other place can make us happy or comfortable
I shall pray for suitable house with complete peace
Where I can hang on for all times to come at ease
It is place to seek solace and new energy release
Opening of new relation and not try it to freeze
Home has remained a holy place
Nobody every could replace
It is complete reality
Go for it and improve the quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let's Go. Out.
Let's go out to the Melbourne show,
Said the kids to their mum, please let's go;
Then Mum says, and when shall we go there,
The kids just say as long as we go, we don't care.
They get ready, and go early that day,
Not caring how long, that they'll stay;
Soon they arrive, and go through the gate,
Maybey they'll leave when it's really late.
They see the rides, amusements too,
All sorts of drink, and junk food to chew;
They decide, to visit the side shows then,
Also the young scream, see the pigs in their pen.
Next; Mum decides her turn has come,
For the country women's cakes, would be fun;
All sorts or cakes, and art in glass around,
But please go quietly, Mum says not too much sound.
Now it's dad, he wants to go on a ride,
On the scenic train, with his kids at his side;
At the end of the rides, the kids feel sick,
Let's go get the showbags, and go home quick.
In the show bag pavilion, so many to buy,
Which ones shall we get, the little ones sigh;
Shall it be lollies or biscuits, and a toy show bag too,
Look, there's a great one,10 in one, is that true?
Just before they leave, to go home,
Mum says one is missing their on their own;
But soon they turn round, and there they are,
I only was wanting to go ride on that car.
Now time to go, we've all had so much fun,
Walking round the show, in the warm sun;
But now it's time to go home to bed,
Cause I've run out of money, the fun has come to an end.
poem by Margaret Haig
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Wife- better half of life
Wife is the better half of life
Give wife love affection as soul-mate
Wife is not glorified maid as said
Wife do not want money salary honorarium
Do not make hulla gulla and do not beat drum.
Mian bibi relationship should not be commercialized
Third party intervention in family relation vandalized.
Wife is not a domestic labourer
Wife is backbone of the family
The maile stone of the family
Wife is the torchlight of the family
Wife is the colorful star
Do no put any question to her.
Wife is there to give everything
Wife is not to take anything in return
Wife is the goddess.
Only mad man can say wife is a domestic servant
Make wife a wife life-partner better half
And enjoy life freely.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Tell Me
It is good to ask “tell me”
But you have been allowed free
Don’t ask often to lady
They are eager but moody
It is good to be possessive
But not be so obsessive
You show all your feeling
When she is for you and willing
It hurts a woman when asked repeatedly
Some relations are just accepted happily
It is sacred and must remain so
Undue haste and pleas must go
You make it more narrative
Hence it becomes less subjective
You become possessive
And try to be assertive
This creates some tension
It raises lots of questions
When woman in question is ready
You must be careful and remain steady
Some of the paths are to be guided smoothly
Remain at arms length but truthfully
It adds sweetness in relation
Every time good feeling with lots of excitation
Listen to what she says or murmurs?
Try to be attentive and peacefully hear
Some new message may be for you
She may find you real and very true
Such is delicate thread of relation
It has enough of joy in revelation
One must be really assertive when required
Trust her completely without being inquired
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Problem between the In-Laws
Whether the experienced mother-in-law
or the newly qualified daughter-in-law,
both of them suffer from some cursed flaws.
As the cold war started since 'Creation'
has never ended between 'mother and wife'
the dude tries his best to convince them both.
He has to cock his ear towards the side
from which the whispers he hears
or else all of them have to be on fast.
If he colludes with one,
the other will go to hell.
If they play cat and mouse
what can this man do with feigning creatures?
His wife would conceal the healthy nuts
and at night before her husband, would ask:
' Why didn't you eat the Cashew nuts? '
and his mother would smirk and say:
'You youngones must eat the nuts to live long! '.
Each one surpasses the other in concocting
stories of joint and hip pain to evade the work
and confine him to do the household chores.
His wife blockmail him citing anti-dowry laws
and his mother warns him not to be hen-pecked.
He condones even his wife's misbehaviour of the past
to maintain peace in family life.
His child doesn't know where to go
between the mother and grandmother.
He trots in a 'Push and Pull' game
and the man should keep his doors shut in shame.
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Definitely A Mother
It was difficult situation for me to carry
Discharge all obligations and make them all merry
I had at once decided to go for begging
But the confidence was shaky and conscious legging
I could not decide to go for any other option
Survival was important and only the question
It was below dignity to go to some one and mention
About immediate plight to have some kind of food or ration
I may toil hard to meet two ends for their sake
As far as physical exertion is at stake!
I can over stretch and attempt for some relief
I felt this was not the time to cry over and express the grief
I find statues at cross roads with enough of illuminations
Mother asking for help helplessly with clear indication
It may be viewed by passers by as fine art piece
But how can those hands afford two pieces of bread with peace?
I decided not to go in for any kind of help
But fight it out my on own and step out
Day and night exertion may not kill a person
But build a confidence with strong reasons
My children are coming up with age
In no time they may be matured enough to manage
What is hard reality behind to face the world?
When children are safe in your shelter and fold
I feel all mothers come out and fairly fight
This is the time to challenge and make others to feel right
How can we see helpless ladies daily at important places?
With beggars bawl only to invite wrath with cruel abuse
I shall make it reality when get the chance to hold ground
Make it as firm bid and show to all that it really looks sound
No civilized society can make us to stand in helplessness
It is the shame that will make them to look down with faces
Mother and child are not be exhibited as an art in statue
They must be taken care of and heard with all its dues
If we consider the child as future of strong nation
This must be seen as an important factor in relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Give us a chance to show you that those so-called protective laws to aid women - however well intentioned originally - have become in fact restraints, which keep wife, abandoned wife, and widow alike from supporting her family.
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Love Vigilantes
Oh Ive just come
From the land of the sun
From a war that must be won
In the name of truth
With our soldiers so brave
Your freedom we will save
With our rifles and grenades
And some help from god
I want to see my family
My wife and child waiting for me
Ive got to go home
Ive been so alone, you see
You just cant believe
The joy I did recieve
When I finally got my leave
And I was going home
Oh I flew through the sky
My convictions could not lie
For my country I would die
And I will see it soon
I want to see my family
My wife and child waiting for me
Ive got to go home
Ive been so alone, you see
When I walked through the door
My wife she lay upon the floor
And with tears her eyes were sore
I did not know why
Then I looked into her hand
And I saw the telegram
That said that I was a brave, brave man
But that I was dead
I want to see my family
My wife and child waiting for me
Ive got to go home
Ive been so alone, you see
song performed by by New Order
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Take The Long Way Home
So you think youre a romeo
Playing a part in a picture-show
Take the long way home
Take the long way home
Cos youre the joke of the neighborhood
Why should you care if youre feeling good
Take the long way home
Take the long way home
But there are times that you feel youre part of the scenery
All the greenery is comin down, boy
And then your wife seems to think youre part of the
Furniture oh, its peculiar, she used to be so nice.
When lonely days turn to lonely nights
You take a trip to the city lights
And take the long way home
Take the long way home
You never see what you want to see
Forever playing to the gallery
You take the long way home
Take the long way home
And when youre up on the stage, its so unbelievable,
Unforgettable, how they adore you,
But then your wife seems to think youre losing your sanity,
Oh, calamity, is there no way out?
Does it feel that you lifes become a catastrophe?
Oh, it has to be for you to grow, boy.
When you look through the years and see what you could
Have been oh, what might have been,
If youd had more time.
So, when the day comes to settle down,
Whos to blame if youre not around?
You took the long way home
You took the long way home...........
song performed by by Supertramp
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What A Ride
Present life can be one big ride, but, in my life God is glorified,
As The Lord guides me through, times and places He foreknew,
Times He ordered in my life, in that I could lean on Jesus Christ,
While God leads me from above, all through this ride I speak of.
My ride has valleys and hills, but lacking an amusement’s thrills,
For although each hill was high, at times they’d bring just a sigh,
Although at times it brought relief, time on the hill was only brief,
With yet another valley in view, that time was short, this we knew.
For on this ride I wasn’t alone, the experience wasn’t just my own,
Along with me in this ride of life, was a God provided loving wife,
By my side in the good and bad, a comfort when times were sad,
Comforted, not only by His grace, but by my wife in all we’d face.
The Lord was with us at every turn, as we helped each other learn,
God’s ways in dark times, as He comforted our hearts and minds,
And when on a hill we’d plateau, in our ride we had come to know,
Hearing the joy within her voice, together in God we would rejoice.
The time together in which we spend, upon this ride will soon end,
For Eternity is ahead for both of us, together with our Lord Jesus,
As soon we’ll both leave this place, to a home afforded by Grace,
And before in my life I have died, I shall say to Christ, what a ride!
(Copyright ©01/2012)
Always rememeber
Don't forget to wish a person
it has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
'Hello brother' I pray for you to lord
It doesn't cost you anything
You stand to gain something
It is considered as good manner
You can do it without any banner
Bitterness may go in seconds
you need not go and find the words
it has its own magical spell
everything may look so well
It takes so much time to patch
Time is precious and you can't catch
You will have to act fast with all possible means
You may not find hatred but only love scenes
you just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
it will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect
what do we loose if we say simple 'hello'?
It is mere invitation for things to follow
forget the bad things and insult to swallow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low
Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to be slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello'
it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness will be seen everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge
What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen
Enemy can't face you with powerful weapon
He may be in real confusion to find out the reason
Love can't be substituted with any kind of gesture
Wish al the persons sincerely and make it sure
No mad person may come and simply assault
He may have some grudge against you for some fault
Love can melt his anger and help o evaporate
We can't simple blame it to a fate
If you give proper care and attention to plant
It will stand erect with pride and never slant
It too needs everything with mild touch
We must behave in cordial manner as such
If you show same courtesy to youngsters
They may prove humble and not turn as gangsters
Who can be blamed for their lack of understanding?
It may really be considered as peaceful ending
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I was sad to see anybody leave, we had a very nice family on that show. I was very sad to see momma go, Victoria and especially Linda. My god that was my wife on the show, in fact my wife calls her wife.
quote by Larry Hagman
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Winter abode
God has made it as magical home
Each and every living object is welcome
What a fresh air to breathe in and think!
Not a slight idea to get lost and sink
Whole universe is made an accommodating place
Anybody can fly off to save the life and face
As the skilled people go with consent and permit
The birds need no sanction as they are capable and fit
When severe winter sets in, they prepare for migration
My country has found for them a strong bond and close relation
We have warm and sweet fresh waters comfort their stay
How long and torturous journey they undertake to find the way?
No international boundary mars their onward journey
In thousands they flock in sky and land in plenty
Natural breeding ground opens for them with lots of safety
What a magical show with the blessings from almighty!
When we are fighting for piece of land and secured place?
They have all the techniques to prove and preserve the race
How many years of existence have they continued?
The safe passage with traditional love route nicely pursued
It is nice and heartily welcome step to observe their happy plight
How have they proved by showing to world that they are right?
There can be safe refuge without any bloodshed in this part
Not compromising with stated bitterness and to depart
When nature is with us to observe calm and peace
The birds show and present their nests at the beaches
Whole atmosphere is filled with great joy and happiness
What can we understand from these birds in such case?
No one is loosing path and gets lost
It may be long but has nothing to cost
If will power is strengthen with belief
We, as sensible race, can provide the relief
*Migratory birds visit Gujarat desert every year in winter from Russia*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice faces
Hi nice looking girls with beautiful faces
Why all look upon you and enter the race?
Is the outer beauty main factor or only consideration?
Can you make frank admission or revelation?
You are in your lovely teens and hold the future key
You may soon be blossomed and grow up like tree
I not only see bright future but greatest assets too
I am hundred percent sure abut it and it is almost true
You may soon gain womanhood and get ready for boom
You may not be restricted to only inn home or bed room
The nation has every right to deposit trust in you
You are the only ones who can make it to go through
Basically women are tolerant and possess positive strength
They can accommodate every one and go to any length
They can prove able administrator, wife and responsible mother
Nobody on earth can compensate her loss and place can’t be taken by others
I see in them future of the country with their lot of contribution
They are working solder to solder for equal distribution
They are proving valiant fighters and caring mother
Home can be is safe hand and no one needs to bother
All great leaders have taken birth from her holy womb
Their full history can be found in the inscription on tomb
Any history can’t be rewritten without the mention of woman
Though they may not fall in same category to that of man
They are precious and very delicate to handle the matter
They are unique in their position and really trend setter
No where you may find their absence and happily feel
It is their all round show that compels us for good will
Girls you must steal the show and give the fine display
You must head the mission and show the way
It is really astonishing that you are still not in the forefront
You have the full capacity to bear the heavy brunt
You can win the whole world with beautiful smile
There is no deception but invitation to walk for while
Anybody may prefer your company to go for an extra mile
It is your simplicity and honesty and not completely the style
Work towards the healthy nation for future building
It may give fruit and definitely yielding
It is really great honor and matter of pride
Praise them openly with frankness and there is nothing to hide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little twinkle star
Had it been in my hands to decide?
I would have never attempted to hide
Made it known well before deciding factor
What all places are spared as good sectors?
Not a single place is left where I can stand and assert
Play the real life role character and declare it as concert
Tell about inability to explore and failure about performing
Remain within ambit unwillingly yet not deploring
At every step I have to take refuge under falsehood
Crate bitterness and show pretence in neighborhood
To wife, children and parent are always kept in dark
As I know it will invite great ignition with spark
Not that I am the only one confused animal
Many may experience same on their arrival
Some may hide and some may survive
Yet it is acceptable and made believe
There is double edge in everything
You can have no advantage if fail for something
Keep wooing for better result
Even if at the cost of dishonor and insult
Life is no doubt beautiful to live in
It is one of the best opportunities ever seen
If you can consider it as inseparable part
You should make little exception to part
Within limit some violations alright
For rights and livelihood offer the fight
Don’t give in where injustice is felt
But be away when some untruth is spelt
Do everything where conscious is clear
Stand fast and face it without any fear
No one has understood life so far
So we can be one among the whole of stars
We may twinkle for little of time
Go away and get lost sometime
Yet that crusade and thrust may always remain
Whether it is tolerated happily or with pain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sharing Dreams
He had a dream of living a life of rustic idyll, to see and feel
seasons, so he bought a derelict cottage in pastoral Algarve.
Took his wife along, explained how the cottage would look
like when done up; she said nothing. With help of workmen
he began repair and life for a while was primitive. He saw his
wife was not happy, when she said she had go home to look
after her daughter, he understood. Months went, but a day
in February the home was ready, he had even acquired a dog.
Outside the almond trees were shedding and petals looked as
pink snow. Rang her, but she didn´t want to come and live in
his bucolic wonderland. "But I thought you liked it", he said.
"You never asked me, took me for granted, this is you dream
not mine…" The cottage was still and cold, his dog sensed his
dejections jumped up on his lap liking his face. He went into
the shed, collected wood for the fireplace, his dream was now
like an old coat too comfy to throw away.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Don't get caught
Don’t get caught for being old
As you won’t catch any more gold
You are simply written off and sold
But you are kept in dark and not to be told
Everybody behaved in decent way
So long I was glorious with the day
So nicely placed with dignity in job
Till the arrival of final day to rob
It landed me in trouble
I just realized that life is like bubble
The relation is purely selfish and centered
The greetings and respect is only then offered
I had no time to look at my appearance
I was so much occupied with all at once
I did all I could do for their welfare
I found home as safe place and to go no where
I used to take pride in having decent family
Life was spent nicely and happily
I had no reason to take on any thought and worry
I had no slightest idea that I had to feel later on sorry
The wrinkles has surfaced on my face
It is indication that I am out of race
Some years later there won’t be left any trace
I still have to survive till that time in any case
I could not recognize myself in mirror
It represented fear and terror
It was not me at all and looked different
The age had taken me over and looked apparent
I complained many times of bad digestion
They convinced me it can be good congestion
I forgot to remember that I had almost lost the teeth
I had no one as guard in mouth to accompany with
I had no strength to ask relatives
They may laugh at me and add more adjectives
I was disillusioned with sudden age
As if the lion was caught and put in cage
I could not dare to scold any one
I feared it may be heeded by none
Still I have sense of responsibility with humor
But I won’t do it at the cost of self honor
It is nature’s cycle and may be repeated
No one should feel bad about or being cheated
Some of the events may stand totally unrelated
But they are evenly exposed and narrated
It is not that you have lost all the shines
Members may still respect you and prefer to dine
They will share their routine in the evening with you
It may enlighten you for all those years passed through
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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