In my pocket
In my pocket
"Whole world is in my pocket" someone exclaimed
Happiness expressed openly and joyfully claimed
And why not a person should feel happy and rejoice?
As there has been indication with clear choice
I may be female but swim in water like whale
I have no limitation to fly in any zone
I don't know what has happened to whole body?
As if it has received signal from somebody
I wish I could share it with you
Tell and confide what is actually true
My feet are dancing to the tune
The sad days are no where near and definitely gone
I find moon happily smiling
The stars also stand in queue and twinkling
I find sky has not vast but limited horizon
Waves rise high in elation and force the ocean
I want to tell cuckoo not to sing today
I have found the joy and want it to stay
I may not find the same opportunity again
I want it to be seized and accept no pain
Spring is in full form and flowers boom
I can see it clearly from my study room
Seasons do change so have I too!
I wait for it to pass peacefully through
I find him not around but clearly hear
His foot steps as if approaching near
I touch the ground and patiently land the ears
Such an occasion has come after many years
Any girl may want this to happen
It might unexpectedly take place even
In life something in return is willingly given
Like and dislikes are forgotten and forgiven
You stop me not from going high
I wish I had strong wings to fly
Even without it I desperately attempt or try
Tears rush in eyes and force me to cry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Feel Romance
Feel the romance even if you are away
To live peaceful in life is the only way
Whether pure or impure it has same name
We should know it well and not pass on the blame
Live it alone when spring is on
Birds from other countries might also be flown
To find the breeding ground
But nest is no where found
Find the place and peacefully rest
Love you can and as much as best
But think not of other consequence
It may make you happy with golden chance
Heart is meant to love and to be loved
Such theory is in force and to be believed
No more pain and no more worry
It is love so don't feel sorry
Make it known to all
Autumn is far off and respond to spring's call
Monsoon is just now over
There is no worry to find the cover
There is no scope for pain
Let it shower slowly as rain
Feel with it and dream sweet
Return home with joy and greet
Why love has been taken with one meaning?
The name itself makes them grinning
Love can be of different kind
Why people go deep into it to find out?
World is starving of peace and stability
Love can win over hearts with best quality
You may find many couples with no frontier
They only want to lead the life happier
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Rise and Fall Not Ultimate
How sea waves rise and fall?
Same way human hearts too respond to call
Rush to shores and echo the voice
Force you to think and make the choice
I can’t willingly disclose
as it is high time to repose
heart can’t withstand its force
it can’t lament it with remorse
I would love to behold
And remain permanently in your hold
As any woman would love to do
As it is basically true
You were always there
For me to hold here
I could take no decision
Yet it was timed with precision
Now I dare and say it firmly
The decision is taken calmly
I would love to be a part and family
Can that not turn out happily?
Your eyes reflect clear
I have no more fear
I would love to come near
My ears longs for nice words to hear
You act on it and welcome
As same occasion will never come
We are destined for each other
There is not much to think or bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Still I Dream Of It
Time for supper now
Day's been hard and I'm so tired
I feel like eating now
Smell the kitchen now
Hear the maid whistle a tune
My thoughts are fleeting now
Still I dream of it
Of that happy day
When I can say I've fallen in love
And it haunts me so
Like a dream that's
Somehow linked to all the stars above
Young and beautiful
Like a tree that's just been planted
I found life today
I made mistakes today
Will I ever learn the lessons
That all come my way
Still I dream of it
Of that happy day
When I can say I've fallen in love
And it haunts me so
Like a dream that's
Somehow linked to all the stars above
When I was younger
My mother told me
Jesus loved the world
And if that's true then
Why hasn't he helped me to find a girl
And find my world
'Til then I'm just a dreamer
I'm convinced of it
The hypnosis of our minds can take us far away
It's so easy now
You see someone up there high
And heaven's here to stay
Still I dream of it
Of that happy day
When I can say I've fallen in love
And it haunts me so
Like a dream that's
Somehow linked to all the stars above
I'll find my world
I'll find my world
Someday I'll find my world
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
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Siren Of The Sea
Sea-
When the tide comes in
I will walk upon two feet
I will wander through the shallow waters
So we two can meet
When the tide goes out
I will join it in the sea
When the waves crash against the shore
Look upon them and remember me
Land-
I shall not walk upon the land
But I shall sing to you from the sea
The tune of the ocean
In such fluid melody
So jump into the water
And take me by the hand
Walk with me through the sea
For I cannot bear the land
Swim-
Walk into the waters
For that is where you will find me
Bathe with me in the ocean
And swim with me through the sea
For there you will always find me
The sea is my song
I will sing it to you as we swim
For this is where we belong
Walk-
I shall not walk upon dry land
Though two feet could be mine
My fins are what I am accustom to
And they suit me just fine
I will not walk upon dry land
For there I cannot be
So delve into the ocean
And you may swim with me
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I Become Restless
O, lord why do I become restless
Why do I turn pale on my face?
I was staunch believer and truly followed
Why was I stopped and not allowed?
I bow down before you to find only tears
I forget my pain and think how you could bear?
All tortures and pain kept unto self
All wounds and scares given by the wolves
You uttered no words from mouth
Swore no reprisals and considered it not worth
Gave away only blessings for what they were doing
There was no use for convincing and wooing
Lord, I see the visible pain
Your eyes speak it with worries main
You are tired and tied in chain
All your persuasions not gone still in vain
I feel pain of each and every wound
Your pardon to ignorant seems very sound
Such exemplary feet is no where found?
I find anarchy and disbelief everywhere and all around
I have no guts to ask for any reprieve
I have missed all opportunities and deceived
How do I come to you for total forgiveness?
What moral courage do I have to see you and face?
I feel and weep from deep inside
I have come near to you to confide
I have taken vow with simple thought to decide
I shall lye low and never attempt to ride
How could I avail all luxury and feel happy?
You could easily make them happy and merry
You were like ocean and carried full sympathy
You were special messenger from almighty
My heart goes down with full grief
I can only meet eyes for very brief
As I know it will be a real test
I shall not stand good even if try very best
I want to touch your feet and only cry
I don’t want to go into reasons and ask why
It may not render all what I want as an answer
It will be done only when rain may hit my body with shower
I shall pick little calmness from divine touch
As everything has betrayed me as such
I shall stand to gain from hollow sky
I will look at it with opens eyes and try
Let me wash your feet with my sincere tears
I wish to see those eyes and passionately hear
You will murmur only one word
With that love I shall come out and look forward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Tale of the Seafarer
waves of penny reach to the seashore, wind of
hands calling to land in the air, perhaps the sun
would not set it down, for the lonely cub waited
tell the dawn stand for high
as the night has touches the ground the birds
want to fly in the sky, goggling the wealth the
Seafarer, want to standby, sweetly and swiftly take
the apathy off the sand, reaches the shore to land
look the pocket full of Barr, Denar, Dollar make
no sense happiness pokes to say and dirty lady make
the way, though money made things crazy; as the
club night seems so lonely in a day
all seems flying in the breeze, floating like a seagull,
seeing even the eye is blind, hearing without
touching where to hide, puzzle every move,
showing to know the way the whiten clouds in the
clear sky
oh! listen as i leave, watch as you cry, follow no
more, my hurtful tremble cloth, loose my pocket
and fool my soul, the penny makes sense lost my
strength, until the end
the sea leads and guides me so dearly, adds my
muscle to find the prey as it goes to drain, yet!
satisfactions pose a grief, now leave me with empty
body for what all i need is the rainy day
may you come in my pocket, with my whole life
happy and bless my special return, nor wait for full
of penny, but a better of bitter regret i owe....
poem by Antonio Liao

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Hide and Seek
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still,
All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the hill;
Through the noonday silence, down the woods of June,
Hark, a little hunter's voice comes running with a tune.
"Hide and seek!
"When I speak,
"You must answer me:
"Call again,
"Merry men,
"Coo-ee, coo-ee, coo-ee!"
Now I hear his footsteps, rustling through the grass:
Hidden in my leafy nook, shall I let him pass?
Just a low, soft whistle,--quick the hunter turns,
Leaps upon me laughing, rolls me in the ferns.
"Hold him fast,
"Caught at last!
"Now you're it, you see.
"Hide your eye,
"Till I cry,
"Coo-ee, coo-ee, coo-ee!"
II
Long ago he left me, long and long ago:
Now I wander through the world and seek him high and low;
Hidden safe and happy, in some pleasant place,--
Ah, if I could hear his voice, I soon should find his face.
Far away,
Many a day,
Where can Barney be?
Answer, dear,
Don't you hear?
Coo-ee, coo-ee, coo-ee!
Birds that in the spring-time thrilled his heart with joy,
Flowers he loved to pick for me, mind me of my boy.
Surely he is waiting till my steps come nigh;
Love may hide itself awhile, but love can never die.
Heart, be glad,
The little lad
Will call some day to thee:
"Father dear,
"Heaven is here,
"Coo-ee, coo-ee, coo-ee!"
poem by Henry Van Dyke

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My patience
I controlled my passion but could not
Tears forcefully contained but rolled out
I have strong will but failed this time
Attachment is such relation you fail sometimes
I had beautiful times good moments
I used to wait for him and remain present
He will sure come and close in
To embrace me and win
That was all good for me to find a friend
He had vowed to stay till the life end
I fell for him and vowed to stay together
He took my hand and promised not to bother
Today he is leaving me behind
Lone figure to wait and find
His fond memories and nice time
I hold my tears and think sometimes
What will he look like when come back?
Will our sweet life be at jeopardy or at stake?
What will he do if earned a lot fortune?
Will he maintain same relation with fine tune?
I slipped in to thoughtless dream
We had so far worked as team
He was to stand all the time by my side
As our horizon was vast and very wide
I wished him long and happy journey
I thought" it may be wish of almighty"
He is on the board of ship to cruise
To fulfill all the dreams and promises
I stayed at shore and witness
His ship sailing towards sea surface
Never ending and never disappearing
But sending me shock waves and fearing
I brush aside such thoughts
I wish all the good in life without being caught
It is part of the life and one must venture out for good
The philosophy of life must be clearly understood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Two Schools
I put my heart to school
In the world, where men grow wise,
"Go out," I said, "and learn the rule;
Come back when you win a prize."
My heart came back again:
"Now where is the prize?" I cried. ----
"The rule was false, and the prize was pain,
And the teacher's name was Pride."
I put my heart to school
In the woods, where veeries sing,
And brooks run cool and clear;
In the fields, where wild flowers spring,
And the blue of heaven bends near.
"Go out," I said: "you are half a fool,
But perhaps they can teach you here."
"And why do you stay so long,
My heart, and where do you roam?"
The answer came with a laugh and a song, ---
"I find this school is home."
poem by Henry Van Dyke

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Peaceful mind
"Some thing is not there" I cried
"It is missing some where" I decried
Wealth is in plenty and in abundance
I am richest person in world by chance
Two sons, daughters and relatives all stand
They know me well and coolly understand
I need something else to feel satisfied
As they are very close but whole life lied
What made me to feel at uneasiness?
Why was there not all happiness on face?
"If I had no wealth" would they have stood by?
I desperately searched to find answer and made frantic try
No answer came by but added new feature
Now what I understood is naked fact for sure
All are aligned to me for one reason or another
Otherwise there is no wife, children or brother
I will be no more in few more days
That will open free fight for them anyway
There will be tug of war for inheriting fortune
Everybody will be surprised to find none
I have taken full care of my empire
There is hardly anything to acquire
I have left enough for destitute and poor
I shall have some joy to feel them near
Not that I have left them bare handed
Enough care has been taken to see they are not landed
In troubles and face lot many problems
As everything is now dependant on them
I was restless with only one fear
That they may fight over wealth among dear ones
This should not create bad blood and maintain harmony with peace
Life then would pose no problem for them to live at ease
With this little assurance provided by peaceful mind
I turned my eyes to look at them very kind
I smiled at them with great satisfaction
That itself was source of less worry with good indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Our last Swim (R.I.P. Anne Mary Simon)
Our last Swim
By Renee’
For my beloved Anne Mary Simon
An Image of you in a cloud rolls by
The sky opens up, somewhere in my mind
A vision of you in a pale blue dress
Tears falling down, you took my breath
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
The time is near, the time is nigh
To answer the call, to answer the cry
My head still spins, my body aches
The wind stings my eyes, my face
I look around, no one’s there
Will anybody notice, will anyone care...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I sit on this beach, your beach
I see the waves roll in endlessly
I hold you tight against my bosom
Tears fill my eyes as I see you running into the ocean
You are laughing and so happy
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
It’s time to take our final swim
My eyes fill with tears
I can’t move, but I must
You are waiting for me
My legs ache, my body is frozen
You are calling me, “come swim Renee’ “
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel the warm ocean lapping at my feet
I slowly walk deeper, and deeper
Still holding you so tight
“Please don’t leave me! ”
I desperately cry
Stay with me a while longer
Don’t leave me yet
I am holding you so tight
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel you touch my face
I feel your loving embrace
I see your warm smile
“Please Anne, stay a while”
I see the last glitter of your eyes
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Opening the urn, I see you leap and dive
I see you swimming around me
Why are you so pale and grey?
Then the reality strikes deep into my heart
This is our last swim together
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Why are you smiling?
Why are so happy?
Why do you want to leave me so quickly?
Why? Why? Why?
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Walking from the water
I turn to look for you
I catch a glimpse of you
You look so happy my love
Then my heart skips a beat
I see you wave then turn away
Swimming and having fun
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Sitting on the beach
Watching the ocean
Knowing that you’ll always be happy now
I will visit you soon my beloved Anne
Soon we’ll swim together again
Rest in Peace my sweet love
Rest in Peace
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As you come to my Senses.......
walk down the path, full of passing memories
and win the past, leaving to the sadness of limbo
into the garrison of ghettos, where you'll stay
speed off, what you've have felt the drowning
pulse of a beating heart and wait the pleasing
moment of my spirited wings of satisfying hope
in you
close my envy of what was your dream, climb
the thundering fears of returning beauty in your
aspiration, as you touch my forgiving hammock
of strength, pushing to stand in my mid-air stunt
of reality
go, an extra mile for the step i stop, may leads
your way to find the real and genuine high way of
what you want to reach; the sand dunes, ashore the
beautiful pebbles of every rock shattered in the cliff
of water
open of what is close and please close of what was
is open to accept the heraldic search of what is the
senses find, as the ending song started of every lyric
you sing, and begins in your harmonics tune in the
key of C
come and as you leave, to what you'll have
started; stay and forward, hold your day's of the past,
aim high and accept of what is weak, before a winner
shout for joy in every heart that call
hold my hand and forget the day, soon you will
find and reach the sky.....of today
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Stop All The Steps
Stop all the steps that you've taken
That aren't in tune with you.
Go in a different direction
And do what you want to do.
We hear people say, "I hate my job."
And yet they will not leave.
And if they find themselves fired
They cry upon their sleeve.
Well of course they do. They need their pay.
They need to do what they hate everyday.
But maybe, just maybe
It can be a gift in disguise.
Maybe things can change for them
To have them realize
That to stop the steps that brought no peace
Will help you to become
A person alive with new purpose
And a new song to be sung.
poem by Edwina Reizer

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Goodbye Mine M.j.
A "Stranger in Moscow" told me that you've gone!
But is it true that you've gone my M.J.?
And with tears in my eyes I say goodbye my M.J.
You who feeds the eyes and the ears
And has graced our African soil
But why did you have to go, you "Smooth criminal"
When you know "They don't care about us"
Tell me, who will "Heal the world"?
Who will make it a better place for us?
Who will give to the poor once and again to their necessity?
Who will be there for them in their anguish and pain?
O', know you not that admired you are of those that hate you most
And did you have to go; or where you too lonely?
But you said "We're the world" that "You are not alone"
Then why did you have to go? And did you leave another "Thriller"
If no, then why choose to be "The man in the mirror"
Thus dirge and elegy now met in my heart. Why?
"Do you remember the time" we first met in my dream
And "The way you make me feel" with your "Childhood"?
Oh king of pop, my M.J., "I want you back"
And you "Got to be there" for me on my birthday
To sing me your song, "Don't stop till you get enough"
While "Rockin Robin and Ben" "Off the wall" till they "Scream"
For your love is magical because you're angelica
You are so wonderful because you're beautiful
You are indispensable because you're irreplaceable
And now I see the "Liberian girl" cry because you're "Speechless"
And upon our bodies the nighted color of mourning you. Why?
Alas death! Why taketh him away when all that look on him yet not satisfied?
O', let not the world lose another "Michael Jackson".
Michael I love you "Yesterday, today and forever."
May the spirit light your way
Through the land of the shadow
To the halls of eternal peace. Amen.
In the cabinet of my imagination, in the treasury of my reason, in the registry of my conscience, and in the council chamber of my thought, there shall you live forever.
I LOVE YOU MINE M.J.
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Cuckoo in the Pear-Tree
The Cuckoo sat in the old pear-tree,
Cuckoo!
Raining or snowing, nought cared he.
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, nought cared he.
The Cuckoo flew over a housetop high.
Cuckoo!
"Dear, are you at home, for here am I?
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, here am I."
"I dare not open the door to you.
Cuckoo!
Perhaps you are not the right cuckoo?
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cukoo, the right Cuckoo!"
"I am the right Cuckoo, the proper one.
Cuckoo!
For I am my father's only son,
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, his only son."
"If you are your father's only son -
Cuckoo!
The bobbin pull tightly,
Come through the door lightly -
Cuckoo!
"If you are your father's only son -
Cuckoo!
It must be you, the only one -
Cuckoo, cuckoo, my own Cuckoo!
Cuckoo!"
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The open sky
I thank almighty each day
For showing me bright day
With new hopes and prospective way
To keep feet firmly on the ground clay
I find nothing in the open sky
I have just to keep eyes open and try
It has vast horizon but nothing of any use
I just believe in self and don’t confuse
Each night I pass of peacefully
Not knowing well about tomorrow skillfully
Though it is amply clear in no ambiguous term
Yet it is not matter of any concern
Nothing can be promised for next day
You come to life in a anew way
The life is beautifully dreamed of and longed
You take careful steps and don’t like to be wronged
New page is added with passing of time
It may become memorable any time
There may be ups and down in unexpected way
Still we have not to fear and stay
Each breath counts for and reminds
That there is still scope for to find
Live as much as you can in best manner
You will be taken off soon as life will be over
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By force
People took me away by force
I was in tears as mother was only source
She was laid on floor breathless
Eternal peace and calm was seen on the face
I was holding firmly her hand
She was not only mother but more than a friend
"I will stay with you "she used to tell me daily
I may stare at her eyes but know nothing really
All mothers on this beautiful earth may be same
"I prayed almighty and asked many times"
Where from they were sent or came?
I did not get reply but "Mom "I called her by pet name
She would come near if I was found asleep
Keep moving hand over my head and silently peeped
Only to see if I was really not deceiving
Though she loved me and was completely believing
I resisted all attempts to be dragged away
They were all powerful and took me off the way
I cried with loud voice and cursed almighty
"Why did he do it "and showed no mercy
It was desperate cry and not reaching to any one
"Who will now feed me with love" thought while being dragged on
The tears were not stopping and again I attempted with sullen eyes
"You can't go near by place where your mom rests or lies" I was told
I virtually went blind fold
People were cruel and mindlessly cold
Why were they not allowing me to see her last time?
I wondered whether this may be happening with all sometimes
I looked at the hollow sky and twinkling stars
They were silently staying with me but from distance and very far
I thought of them as real companion and good friends
At least stars were crying with twinkling lights
"Let no mothers die and separate child like me" I prayed
If possible then some of the years may be added from my life for her stay
I had no other clue as how to over come this death issue
As I was prevented from seeing her or having clear last view
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I did not cry
In that day I didn't cry
I didn't know exactly why?
People around and relatives wept
But not all tears except one I had kept
He was laid on the ground
Very quietly and peacefully found
He deserved praises from all
Now I feared all tears may fall
He was man of principles and known as down to earth
He was not at all afraid of death
He used to say" life may be over one day"
Hence never loose patience all the way
Enjoy with whatever you have
Treat all equal and nicely behave
Words may fall as if from sage's tongue
Crystal clear with echo and not a vague
"Dear son, I have a high hope in you"
Never loose a hope and always prove true
I was always upset with his advices
As if he was about to leave me on his demise
He lived his life peacefully
Not all the people might have proved it successfully
I was sure of his life mission
"Life for the people" was his dear ambition
How can I weep over his demise?
When he had taken from me a promise
I will not dropp a tear for whatever reason
As he was not for me at all as single person
I had spent most of my time with the forces
But he had never regretted with simple word of remorse
I controlled my emotions with great difficulty
As he had told me not to feel any kind of sorry
: "Life is not what people firmly believe in and lead"
He used to tell me in private "people must observe and read"
What you are doing and how are you useful for the noble cause?
He may then take deep breath and wait for my response
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Come And Let Me Look In Your Eyes
(DenverHenry)
I guess growing isn't hard to do, just stand against the wall.
Once I was just two feet high, today I'm six feet tall.
But knowing who to listen to is something else again.
Words just whistle 'round my head like seasons in the wind.
All across the water, the clouds are sailing, they won't let me look at the sky.
All I want to do is try and find myself, come and let me look in your eyes.
In searching for the way to go, I've followed all the rules.
The way they say to choose between the wise men and the fools.
I listen to the words they say, I read what I should read.
I do whatever's right to do, try to be what I should be.
Someone let me in, I think the sky is falling, seems I've gotten lost on my way.
All I want to do is try and find myself, come and let me look in your eyes.
Oh, but wisdom isn't underground nor on a mountainside.
Where am I to take myself? There's no place here to hide, where can I hide?
All across the universe, the stars are fading. Seems we've gotten lost on our way.
All I want to do is try and find myself, come and let me look in your eyes.
Come and let me look in your eyes, come and let me look in your eyes.
song performed by by John Denver

Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mom I want to disclose
"Mom I want to disclose to you"
Confide you alone for being very much true
Will you forgive me if I commit sin?
But it had been my observation since
Mother was surprised to hear
His doctor son was speaking with little fear
Words were spoken like parrot
Mother felt surprised and waited to hear about
"My dispensary is not running well"
For many days I wanted to speak it or tell
Today I have gathered little strength to speak
My feet crumble and tongue feels very weak
"Any special reason you have found out son"?
"Can you site me any example or reason"
Mother eagerly posed a question and waited
"It is all your face when I see you while going to clinic" he stated
Mom it will be better if you avoid you audience
I shall proper there after if you stop at once
I shall propose or take you to old age home
There you need wait for me and welcome
She got shocked and could find no answer as what to reply
She stared at his face but answer was known or implied
I shall search the solution and mother retired to room
Her face had turned pale and then descended the gloom
She had collected money in one of the bags as courtesy
Her son used to give her everyday some money
She called her daughter and advised her to hand over
This bag to son when she was no more or her life was over
Jain sect is observing holy eight days celebration
One of the Jain seers made this starling revelation
They might have come across such an incidence
As this has become house hold practice at present
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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