In her eyes
I did not look at in her eyes
She was full remorse with cries
She came with rage and pulled me down
I could not think of any lapses of my own
“You have ruined me for nothing”
I called day a night and morning for evening
Still you committed a treachery and deception
I had no idea about it from the inception
I could hear her raised voice with lots of concern
She was not offering me any chance in turn
I had loved her from bottom of my heart
We had lovely beginning with very good start
She came down heavily on me with full firing
She was almost shivering without tiring
I feared something unusual would happen
She was not taking proper breathe even
I had full responsibility to calm her down and satisfy
I caught her hand and tried to pacify
She gazed at ground and looked towards sky
What for I was making a desperate try?
I offered no explanation for her fears
I just consoled her and removed the tears
It was now my turn to look around
She was now comfortable and reasonably found
I was unmoved by her sudden burst
The trust in love is essential and must
She was totally carried away by some gossips
I was found alone without any keeps
I waited for her as usual
It was my daily routine and remained casual
There was nothing to hide from my side
She found in me a best person to confide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Same Situation
Again and again the same situation
For so many years
Tethered to a ringing telephone
In a room full ot mirrors
A pretty girl in your bathroom
Checking out her sex appeal
I asked myself when you said you loved me
Do you think this can be real?
Still I sent up my prayer
Wondering where it had to go
With heaven full of astronauts
And the lord on death row
While the millions of his lost and lonely ones
Cali out and clamour to be found
Caught in their struggle for higher positions
And their search for love that sticks around
Youve had lots of lovely women
Now you turn your gaze to me
Weighing the beauty and the imperfection
To see if Im worthy
Like the church
Like a cop
Like a mother
You want me to be truthful
Sometimes you turn it on me like a weapon though
And I need your approval
Still I sent up my prayer
Wondering who was there to hear
I said send me somebody
Whos strong, and somewhat sincere
With the millions of the lost and lonely ones
I called out to be released
Caught in my struggle for higher achievements
And my search for love
That dont seem to cease
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Turn Around
I was working all night in my office
When a man I had recently killed
Called me up from a phone near my building
So I looked out the window at him
He had the same obsequious manner
That was the reason I had him killed
So to calm my nerves I sang this song
To him, over the phone
Turn around, turn around
Theres a thing there that can be found
Turn around, turn around
Its a human skull on the ground
Human skull on the ground
Turn around
I was out by myself in the graveyard
I was doing an interpretive dance
When I felt something heavy and pointed
Strike me in the back of the neck
And then the ghost of my dance instructor
Pushed me down into an open grave
And as dirt rained down she played a xylophone
And sang me this song
Turn around, turn around
Theres a thing there that can be found
Turn around, turn around
Its a human skull on the ground
Human skull on the ground
Turn around
We were waving our arms out the window
Of a fast moving passenger train
Acting in an irresponsible fashion
Until the engineer whose back had been turned
And who we thought would find us highly amusing
Quickly swiveled his head around
And his face which was a paper-white mask of evil
Sang us this song
Turn around, (round) turn around (round)
Theres a thing there that can be found (theres a thing there that can be)
Turn around, (found) turn around (round)
Its a human skull on the ground (its a human skull on the)
Human skull (ground) on the ground (round)
Turn around (turn around, turn around)
Turn around, (round) turn around (round)
Theres a thing there that can be found (theres a thing there that can be)
Turn around, (found) turn around (round)
Its a human skull on the ground (its a human skull on the)
Human skull (ground) on the ground (round)
Turn around (turn around, turn around)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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That Magic Spell
How long I awaited that magic spell?
Everything was as per plan and going well
Eyes so much hungry and ready to reveal
May be intense desire and story real
What cold wind had to do here?
Except to sweep breeze with fear
Body fully shivering and longing for peace
How come that moment come at ease?
Swift knock at the door but heart picks it poor
Miss’s beats and waiting for rain to shower
The powerful hand just pushes way to enter
I lay in bed calm and quiet but with fear at the centre
I fear something wrong but ache sweet
He has specially come to see me and greet
I had read and reread message on paper sheet
It spoke of intense desire to see and meet
The surrounding was so appealing and lay open
I expected something to happen then
He loved me and lay just by the side
I could do nothing except eyes open and wide
He was murmuring something in ears
I had waited it for considerable years
Now the wait was going to be over
Yet I put the hands over eyes as cover
“Will you share, sink and swim together”?
I lay motionless and could not reply there
He was leaning and wrapping hands around
I sank fast and immeasurable joy was found
His words were most inviting and intoxicating
I had no desire for to end and started sweating
He lifted completely and laid me on the ground
I feared he had all in his to claim for flesh for pound
I sensed enormous joy and deep sensation
It was making me swim with some elevation
What was I up to this time as virgin toy?
He came down violently on me as powerful boy
The sky is overcast with dark clouds
Making powerful impact with lots of sound
I wished it to pour heavily and satisfy
I could breathe no more and felt shy
Well that was nicely rehearsed and over
Its end seemed to me like stopover
What was I dreaming for all these long years?
I thought it over but now without any fears
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Good bye my daughter
Good bye my lovely and dear daughter
You will be leaving behind grief and no laughter
You were so beautiful and very much sought after
You were engaged in lavish style with grand dinner
It was great to be part of your wedding ceremony
My eyes were getting wet intermittently but not seen by many
I was overjoyed and much excited with the grand occasion
It was going to be opening of new bond and relation
The idea itself hurt me from within as if cut by knife
She will be flown many miles away to be called somebody’s wife
The though itself reminded me of the traditional custom
Where daughter has to be given farewell like stardom
The day was awaited since long and discussed
Full preparation was on for not a single thing to be missed
It was as if do or die battle for no let up in preparation
It was bringing tears in my eyes at slight reminder of separation
She had come up as very much loved child
We were very much considerate and kind
We were getting nervous if she was not found
We will run all over for search and see all around
She was naughty but very much wise
She will take enough care not to make any surprise
We were not accustomed to her absence
We would love her to be before us in al the sense
Baby child is always given top importance
It is because she has to live company at once
She won’t stay with us for any longer
She will leave us behind as stranger
We did not notice the passing of time so quickly
She had attained womanhood and was to be married immediately
Even though she had picked life partner from her own circle
We had no other choice but give approval for being very practical
Nothing seemed to be unusual or strange
We were to go for it and arrange
She was to be given descent reception
We all waited for it with open options
It was giving joy and at the same times some grief
She was to live with very good family and much to our relief
It was not the concern at all but only her absence
We were to miss her face in everybody’s presence
I could not cry in open but felt at heart
I was grieving deeply and was likely to start
I feared some tears may dropp on the ground
It will hurt daughter deeply if she ever found
I did not cry till the last
I broke down when her plane disappeared very fast
The isolator days were to be the only friends
Though it was with mixed feelings at the end
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She didn't come
I waited but she did not come
Eyes stared in one direction to welcome
No trace of her and generating heat
Heart almost missed and skipped a beat
I saw in her a very good friend
It seemed relation will never end
We may walk for miles hand to hand
We developed relation with positive trend
I slipped into memory and saw her smile
Agony and anxiety vanished for a while
Ears were not used to listen to sweet voice
I sank deeper as had no other choice
She remained with me at every turn
Aroused the passion with nothing to burn
She aired the surrounding with melodious song
flown with clipped wing as something went wrong
Wind blew in haste almost touching her curly hair
Sweet fragrance spread across mildly in air
Red cheeks shined on face with colour fair
I couldn’t believe eyes ………………….
Was this sign of betrayal?
Should I not wait for her arrival?
May there be some special reason?
I feared a rain out of season
I did not cry and tried to weep
Sought the reason to remain calm and keep
Not to seek anything in return
Brave front for making “U” turn
I consoled self and heaved a sigh
Emotions emerged and ran very high
She may have some reasons to hide
Not necessary for all moves to disclose and confide
I thought of putting self aside
She may not be by my side
Her memory may last and suffice
Can’t I make little sacrifice
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You were there
I may stand exposed in coming days
Had you been watchful in your way?
You should clearly asserted and preferred to say
What was right and how was I going to pay?
I tried to reason out with my own vision
There always remained doubts with confusion
I was little considerate and thoughtful
It went out of hand and I became doubtful
You were my heartfelt love destined to last long
Remained always faithful even when I went wrong
I found you to be eternal love with wholly flame
I was only to be responsible for all the blames
I found you everywhere wherever I tried to see
You were like stars seen behind the trees
Branches may shake and make some sound
You will always be there with little sound
I may try to understand the state of mind
Go to the depth of it, analyze and find
what can be most important for our existence?
The only truth or truthful insistence
Moon never tried to hide her face even if had a patches
You were perfect in all respect and was good match
I tried to cope up with you and nearly caught
It was useful lesson life had taught
I was unreasonable and did not try to understand
I should have stood by you and stood as friend
It was possible and did not require talent
I was blinded by mistrust and did not relent
We were doing fine on all counts
Bond was so perfect and did not amount
It had no chance to loose any end
We were to remain happy and it was clear trend
I failed to grasp her mood and faltered to show
I remained to self and maturity didnot grow
Clouds were getting darker and about to rain
All attempts to pacify her simply failed
I hope to listen to my heart one day
It may show me some way
Why it has failed to see the reason?
Why I hated her as person?
She was embodiment of love and affection
Her face bore innocence and carried the reflection
Why did I not just pierce through her eyes?
They carried the answer for all y why?
Was it not the welcome or acceptance?
Did she not show any importance?
She did all whatever she could do
I was only left to prove it as true
I must repose trust in her
She is all for me here
Where will I be taking her from now?
I know it from heart and how?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Against odd
I was caught up with odd situation
I too was worried for its indefinite continuation
I had not thought over for its solution
as it was getting me closer to some resolution
I knew very well that nothing can work out
There may be slight bad luck and fall out
Yet I got to bear it with full consequences
As they were all coming to me in sequence?
The sky represented me no answer as to why there remains emptiness
why in its depth of vast horizons there prevails hollow calmness?
Is it presentation of calm outer face which is real sense camouflage?
There may be something which is not coming out even in rage
there is sudden spurt in movement
the dark clouds have gained upper hand at this moment
it looks as if there is exchange between thunders and sounds
the rain drops may fall to aggravate on open wounds
I had done enough for the family and friends
There was no let up in efforts to take it to logical end
They were still up in arms for hostile reception
I was blindly following them from inception
They stabbed me from the back to give enough shock
The time ticked forward but nothing could be done to stop
It had made no bearing on my mind as usual
Such type of deception is considered routine and casual
I was to take it in the mind and feel badly
As there was no other than to take it sadly
I was not prepared to buy the argument for favor
They were in my eyes criminals and traitors
I had nothing to feel ashamed of myself
It was fine gesture from my side to help
They didn’t deserve it and instead sought full slice
It did hurt my feelings and may remain so till the demise
It does hardly matter if that comes from strangers
We have been to handle it as able mangers
We can cope with any kind of treachery
As we too are equipped to handle and be merry
We have to witness so many ups and down
Some times you have to admit and own
There is nothing wrong if you know the weakness
They will know it better in fairness
Not all may be bestowed with smooth passage
Some troubles may brew up when try to mange
It may give you enough to handle
You may come out it in middle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Testify
Come a little closer it's a feeling that I can't deny
I was weak, but I never thought I'd speak about the darker side
Is that a ten? I could repent on the side of the road
But, I kept on going yeah I headed for another load
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
I was laid upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie
And, I forsake many vows I made to be with you tonight
Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like this before
And, could you lend me your hand because I'm falling back on the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
On a road outside of nowhere, in the middle of the night
Well I guess I hit rock bottom and the dawn was not in sight
And a Tempest made of fire, onset the sky aglow
And a sweet young thing called out my name
And this is how it goes, she says...
Choir:
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf: And I got down on my knees
Choir :"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf (over the top of the choirs last two repititions):
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf:
Every cut that heals reveals a scar that you can never hope to hide
All the pain that you restrain keeps building up deep inside
If you think you're above it then it's you my friend that I implore
You've got to talk before you run
See the night before the dawn
Before you pull yourself off the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Choir Singer: Up from the ground yeah, I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Trust is found
Trust in man was lost today
Trust in man that is never quite regained
Trust was lost when you started to betray
Trust was lost when you didn't care enough to say
Trust was lost when you used me as your social play
Trust was lost when you hurt me in front of family and those that used me as prey
Trust was lost when you denied me of my greatest day
Trust was lost when you ignored my loves and hates
Trust was lost when you borrowed and never repaid
Trust was lost when I gave and you treated me as a slave
Trust was lost when I cared and all you wanted was pay
Trust was lost when I loved and you treated me as the fool
Trust was lost when I had a great passion and you treated it as a ration
Trust was lost when I looked in your eyes and saw the truth, but you continued to lie
Trust was lost when I asked you to help and you never even tried
Trust was found and everything turned around
When I lowered my head and looked up to the Masters stead
Trust was found and with it came the sound of the beginning to an eternal round
For on that day trust was found
Trust becomes sound, only when man looks around and realizes that
The only trust to be found is in him-self and the one that gave us ground
TRUST WAS FOUND!
poem by Jeff Rushton
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In any age
In any age, cart load you can carry
If heart is strong enough to remain merry
There is no string attached with condition
It needs no power too for ignition
Lots of old people carry on with smile
Their life is still full of vigor and style
No one can say that charm is over
Couple walks hands in hand with full cover
Sun may be moving fast to set
Yet life is not all that about to be late
It may take its due course to act
But life is certainly a reality and fact
Blow on and move with all your strength
It can be made beautiful with good wave length
It is lovely to hear nature's call in morning
With mild sun rays shine in the late evening
Sea has all power but remains calm
Raises alarm with waves but cause no harm!
What is with us to loose in turn?
It is only happiness to retain in return
There is no more physical death when you feel young
Everybody dies here and remains unsung
Yet things can be felt better in last days
As new and novel method has found its way
Why any illness must come and take over?
When heart is at its full boom with cover?
Happy to feel at one end and make others same as well
Life has all its glory to feel and tell
you may have it all with strong mind
Worries are not taken care of and left behind
We are human being and can not remain complacent or blind
Life is to be lived full length with its own kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Same Situation
Again & again the same situation
For so many years
Tethered to a ringing telephone
In a room full of mirrors
A pretty girl in your bathroom
Checking out her sex appeal
I asked myself when you said you loved me
Do you think this can be real
Still I send up my prayer
Wondering where it had to go
With heaven full of astronauts
& the Lord on death row
While the millions of his lost & lonely ones
Call out & clamour to be found
Caught in the struggle for higher position
In the search for love that sticks around
You've had lots of lovely women
Now you turn your gaze to me
Weighing the beauty & the imperfection
To see if I'm worthy
Like the church
Like a cop
Like a mother - you want to be truthful
Sometimes you turn it on me like a weapon though
& I need your approval
Still I send up my prayer
Wondering who's there to hear
I said, "Send me somebody
Who's strong
And somewhat sincere"
With the millions of the lost & lonely ones
I call out to be released
Caught in my struggle for higher achievements
And my search for love
That don't seem to cease
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Always blue
I am nature’s lover
Staunch supporter and believer
I venture out to hear morning calm
I find trees but do not look at palm
So much height and beyond reach
Can not impart anything or teach
I find calm sea at beach
More to learn and less to preach
I hear calm echo in morning
It has opened up with new beginning
Lots of birds still resting in nest
Maya come out any time to serve the best
Have you not heard?
I said “M blue bird'
why you still wait?
You may get late
Smile on her face for while
when I had walked for miles
I heard beautiful voice
I did not think but made a choice
With lots of friend around
No similarities found
Love bird seemed to me very sound
Now I search for breeding ground
I know we will find a home
With happiness to welcome
New beginning with lots of thing in mind
You were generous enough to be very kind
I can fill in the gap
I think it as right step
I have nothing think for right or wrong
She is ideal and one of the best among
I loved the way you responded
I had not sent a word or corresponded
It was appearance of rare bird
What a magic voice was heard?
I was just lost with natural echo
It tore apart silent zone long ago
I wondered to have found a rare bird
Still lost with music never heard
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A tomorrow not there
There is no bright tomorrow
No one can decide from tomorrow to follow
The dark night may not permit or allow
You may have to think twice or lie low
Every night you die to rise once again
New thoughts with energy to regain
New balance sheet is prepared for loss or gain
You traiyour guns but worries still remain
Life may not start at all
It will be end of game call
You won’t find the day light
Nothig to feel good for new sight
We are gone for ever in sleep
Life is challanging and very steep
It will be dead stuff with no beep
Must have new vision with close peep
Thank almight you are up next day
Think a fresh and find new way
Start it with new look and sustain
Completely cool and balance to retain
No one can think of coming days or years
It is frighening with full of fears
No one may side with you not even your dears
You have nothing left exceot your tears
Let your coming days not balie you
This is not proverb but gospel very true
Never to think of what may happen
Never close your bag but tools you sharpen
It mayhave tremadous effect
Your daily routine may not affect
It may prove frutiful in fact
You have to think twice and only act
Everything moves as usual
The life ordeath is just casual
The string is pulled from somewhere
We have to act only and stay here
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Shaken in bed
I lay completely shaken in bed
So many years have been passed
The past is not allowing me to sleep
Even though I have tried desperately to give slip
They were days of full boom
I was at full of my youth and remained in room
Totally unconcerned with out side world
As it seemed to me nothing and very cold
I was dragged into controversy
As I had been drawn into by beauty
I was all in for attaining her by all means
She was not easy pry to lay a hand and declare win
Some notorious idea ran in mind
It all pushed me to dark side and made blind
It I was not to get her then nobody would
Even if I have to starve for the want of food
That devilish idea had made me completely ruined
I was in no peace and absolutely out of mind
I was more of her than more of me
Totally blinded and absolute slave not feeling free
She may her compelling reasons
She was not at all conceding to me as nice person
I had rage within but restrained with calm
Many times I glanced with lines in the palm
Nothing was read clearly as palmists sometimes claim
I was curiously trying at them but not to blame
As it happens in the final love stage
I was not at all to be confused with age
I shelved the idea of pursuing
With sole purposed of no threat issuing
It was pure intention of allowing her own way
I was slowly drifting and staying away
Now many years later I am still hunted by memory
Even though I am happy at this age and feel no sorry
As those were the days of prime youth and adventure
I was not all concerned with career and bright future
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Good from tonic
Good from tonic
No one can expect to remain on the top
But if one wants then no one can stop
But it is natural law and rule
One can learn it when see the full moon
Moon looses position day by day
From light to dark gradually each day
To be totally sleeping to another side
When you can see only horizontal wide
Sun appears from east with mild rays
Bring early life to all for the full day
No one waits for the second to miss
As everybody bows head and take it as bliss
Each one of us is aware of sun's importance
We can witness next day only by chance
If we happen to find next day morning
Pray almighty to take you safely in the evening
See the sun in its full size
Either in full with rise
Or in evening when it is all set
To meet its decline with fate
I see red lights on wane
As tail blaze from landing plane
With one aim to reach in its respective place
Where mankind breathes to withdraw from the race
We can see and witness evening scene
Where sun is with naked eyes quietly seen
It is gift from departing energy ball
We withdraw and retire with cease call
Try and find out the reason
Many may offer but vary from person to person
It is artist's eye that finds out real magic
Full day's energy loss can be made good from tonic
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Go-Alone
One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free
You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out
The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead
One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck
You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped
You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase
You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way
It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fathers Eyes
I may not be every mothers dream for her little girl,
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But thats all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray:
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say,
Shes got her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that find the good in things,
When good is not around;
Eyes that find the source of help,
When help just cant be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad theyll all be had to see by everyone.
And when youre called to stand and tell just what you saw in me,
More than anything I know, I want your words to be,
She had her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that found the good in things,
When good was not around;
Eyes that found the source of help,
When help would not be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through,
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Lola or grandma
She remained motionless and was laid on the ground
Her mortal remains could only be visibly found
She had completed her successful journey around
It was destined time to depart with no alarm or sound
We stood motionless and watched her lifeless body
She was before placed before us for the knowledge of everybody
Soon she will be taken to final place and laid to rest
This was real time for all of us to remain calm and stand the test
Oh, grandma you are no more
Who I will remember and adore?
I never witnessed such scene this before?
I couldn’t think about any idea to explore
She was source of strength to all of us
She had all the courage and trust
She was like complete shed as that of tree
We us to live and feel completely free
She will call me personally and confide
Would you not tell me truth and not hide?
Why you want to lead your life as lone woman?
Don’t you prefer honest and trustworthy as your man?
“No” I used to argue loudly and then cry?
Aged persons seemingly asking same questions, why?
I used to be in rage but same time feeling very shy
Grandma was really a kind woman and making worth try
I may miss her very badly as she is no more with family
I cried a lot with emotions and looked so silly
It was the moment for all of us to shed tears
She was now not among us and those were the worst fears
She lived her life with full honor
Brought us up in family even though we were minor
She worked very hard for our well being
We felt as if we were crippled without wing
“Lola” or grandma has left for heavenly abode
I still feel she is among us and never bade
She is remaining before my eyes all the day
I don’t feel loneliness and find the correct way
She used to call me and whisper in ears
“What will you really do in coming year? ”
You got to find a lovely companion
He should be real all-rounder and champion
“I will keep him at bay and never allow”
He will have to obey and strictly follow
If he doesn’t then he will have to forgo
I will not accept and let him go”
Such were nicest words that still sound my mind
No ideal family may have luck to have such lola to find
I may miss but may find her everywhere in the home
I still may hear her foot steps when stroll or roam
Lola…… grand mother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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And I boost.....
Jokingly I used to boost among friends
Why I have so much romantic trend?
Who has made you to feel so lovely?
Friends may tease me but very politely
I will come out with nice explanation
They may cheaply laugh at my revelation
I would make them to wonder in my gossip
They would try to know more and peep
I strictly warn them not to disclose
Beautiful queen is in love with me and very close
She is ready to marry and now I will have to choose
I am in dilemma and don’t want to leave or loose
She is there with hunter in hand
I wait for her entry with musical band
She is trying to put her words in my mouth
We are poles apart like north and south
I reminded her about her thrashing
She was always in demand and clashing
I gently uttered to her for all niceties
She stood there in rage even in her twenties
“Put a full stop on composting the poems”?
No love is reflected in any of your poem or theme
Is it not pure deception to come out with perfection?
Why do you hurt so much with words and affection? She simply blared
“Dear it is mud sliding or throwing the dirt?
It is pure love and not any form of flirt
Please do me a favor for making it clear
I shall then feel free from any possible fear
Stay with me for as much as possible
I am broken bodily as it feels feeble
It may not take me far and leave me alone
Try to forget the past as I am single and lone
I shall always be glad to meet
Ready to take you along and always greet
I shall be with you for good and bad times
I shall not ditch you but go away sometimes
Dark clouds may appear and threaten with rain
I shall stand fast forever and firmly remain
The sun may reappear with little shine
Clouds may try to hide but sun may look very fine
Little sunshine with little shower and drizzling
So much heat from it with no more puzzling
It is making me wet but with so much worry
It doesn’t rain heavily and making me sorry
Is it quite indication of coming storm?
Earth was cracking and forcing out the earth worms
Relation were going to soar and not remain same or warm
It was quite amusing me and raising the alarm
I was very much pleased and glad
To find her in good mood and not sad
She found it going with great guns
She found it with me full of funs
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Days and nights
Days and nights
Day and night may come and go
What to retain and what to forgo!
Life cycle may not stop or go slow
Soul may be no where with little blow
Day may shine with rays around
Objects may rally when shine is found
Life may come to fore with beautiful liveliness
Smile may be seen with charm on the face
Why to talk of nature when everything is abundance?
We are on this beautiful earth by heavenly chance
Let us make it colorful and memorable
Enjoy with full vigor and stay comfortable
Make life not heavily laden?
It may be over all of sudden
We may have it not at will
Love its worth and silently feel
Equate pain with that of happiness
Both have impact on body and face
One may widen to show it on face lines
Other may shrink and reflect with clear defines
Life may then be seen with different angle
Sometimes happiness with love triangles
Sometimes tragedy with nothing to enjoy
No more love for life as seen with ploy
Who knows about happiness that may turn later on as curse?
It may be illusion, deception and so on with remorse
We feel badly for it but nothing can be done
It had entered the life for silently to be gone
I fail to understand the terms generally spoken
Pain, agony, struggle are referred to as token
They are not of permanent nature and may certainly wear
When you tackle them and refuse to bear
Let us make move even if to be met with failure
Let us resolve it not to make it our bleak future
Day may turn into night and darkness may descend
Nights are equally pleasant to be adored and enjoyed with the friends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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