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It Will Be Unfortunte

It will be unfortunate
If I fail to visualize and relate
Whole of my life to new generation
As how it should find correct selection

It is not important how much you left behind
Or gave them memorable living of some kind
Or what kind of comfort you gave or offered
As it will be later on completely altered

They won't be able to withstand out side pressure
Life may totally look bleak and unsure
Each penny may come after hard struggle
Life may seem big mountain in dense jungle

Keep them semi starved of all luxury
Keep them under check but cause them no worry
Little of realization may certainly build the confidence
Sudden poor condition may not make them tense

I had earned reputation of being miser
Even though I was affectionate and remained near
They will come to me and ask nothing
But I may sense some problem and offer something

It is our duty to see that they are properly trained
Out of our past life they have definitely gained
It will be good experience even if don't have to face
Such awesome difficulties and involve in mad race

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Get An Answer

Man is not made known by his richness
But by simple logic of his humbleness
A poor man can be so rich in his heritage
Rest all the qualities come in later stage

“Will you like a glass of water” asked old man
It was scorching heat for any human
I was on way to a another town
Had chosen path of my own

I could read those worry lines
He was still standing on side line
He was no relative but only a stranger
I was much impressed and wanted to know more

This morning only someone had asked me question
What really makes man rich in sense and in relation?
I was in dilemma to answer but it touched inner core
I had to struggle hard for answer and explore

I thought of this old man and got answer
Such qualities may be had by fewer
They are happiest persons in the world
I would be so much lucky if find such safe fold

“Not by what you get but by what you give”
“Not by revenge but how you pardon or forgive”
These were all good signs of richness
This gave me an answer and brought shine on the face

It may necessary to have enough of fortune
Luxury and comfort in life with harmony and tune
Yet it is not everything if we compare to what others have
Kind gesture makes them rich and brave

The life has taught us to be little liberal
We may not spend on causes considered to be noble
Yet turn out and behavior makes it all important
Rich or poor may just be stage but one should not be ignorant

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Set Me Free

You penetrate my heart,
I've loved you from the start,
Everything you did gave me confidence,
Lord the past was full of mistakes,
But you've saved me by your grace,
Without you I was weak,
Unmotivated, just lying in the sheets,
My mistakes never changed,
It felt like my life was groundhog day,
Over and over going down the wrong road,
A beautiful life something I had never known,
But when I broke down and remained on my knees,
Crying out to you, Father set me free,
I could feel you all around me,
Like I never have before,
Love totally surrounding,
I had opened up the door,
Now my past is like a fictional tale,
About how a girl got lost in an epic fail,
How she believed all the lies,
That met with her eyes,
That satisfying the flesh,
Is more important then what's next,
I'm looking at the bigger picture,
And things are starting to get clearer,
Seems this life is really the fiction,
After death comes perfection,
I won't live for the moment,
Just living fast and hard,
I'm alive for eternity,
Living for the Lord.

poem by Misha Deblair
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Life Is Life

Life is after all life
Whether you lead peacefully or with full of strife
It has to be spent either way
Casual or with noble and purposeful way

Life can never have different yardstick
Even birds have understood when they speak
Arrival of their new born in the nest
As if to celebrate it with fun and live at best

How nice they take care of new born?
Even rich or poor also enjoy same way even if life is fully torn
It is natural and almighty has given
The same sense of feeling and interwoven

Let us not enlarge area of operation
As it gives rise then to deterioration
If one can't look after its own affair at home
How can he withstand outside pressure and welcome

I picked the sense of birds and evaluated
How peaceful was their life and nicely related?
To build nest in time and take full care
Even to face the presence when some one goes near or dares

In blind quest we sometimes sacrifice real happiness
That may make him restless and not shown on face
If life is given for peaceful living and with purpose
It must be made amply clear and must be chosen

Let is build high rise buildings or make living in space
It has to be made with sense barring the mad race
After all it is for our living and that must be borne in mind
Love, affection, relation are all for us not to go blind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life being an obstacle

Feel totally free about the life being as an obstacle
Don’t forget it has limited means and circle
Think if you can come out of its set norms
Be little considerate and well informed

You have abilities from within to cultivate
Harness the energy and suitably relate
Things my move on with precision and accuracy
Assert yourself without any show of strength or diplomacy

So much is written about life and its impact
It has remained important and lively subject
Every individual may narrate it from different angle
Someone has special attachment for love triangle

Some are so lucky to have every thing from the birth
They have everything in abundance and no shortage or dearth
They may view it differently as life is so lovely and hilarious
They have only one aim life that is earn more and become famous

Some remain semi starved and struggle through out the tenure
Life is so horrible for them and every breath is so unsure
Second move on their part is so much threatened with reprisals
Every moment they die for its redressal and disposals

But nonetheless it is enterprising and full of adventures
You can heavily bank upon and fully secure
It has made you to face any eventuality
You have now come out as fine blend of rare quality

You can now assert with full authority
It had been your dream and now has turned into reality
You are not counted responsible for any outcome
Yet success is yours and you got to welcome

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams

Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.

Life is a mystery each passing day,
We wake up and find unbelievable ways,
We seek, we experience, we fulfill our knowledge hunger,
Each experience of life makes us stronger.

Life is a struggle and life is a joy,
We can experience happiness or we can experience pain,
It's about choices we should take,
Life is a lesson each step we make.

Moments of life are bad or good,
We live and remember those moments,
Memories will be kept forever in our hearts,
But hopes are base of the future.

Never give up hoping,
Life is it short but didnt finish yet,
As long as you are still living,
Your life is a fountain of dreams.

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Of Myself

Why should I think of myself when it has no bearing?
In all the difficulties it wears out and tearing
Makes life miserable and unbearable
Can not stand of own when in trouble

It is not at all difficult to assess
You can go deep and trace
When it is done, it will reflect on face
As if you have come out successfully in race

You are totally in confusion
Even though there is no compulsion
You can have independent course
But rudderless and directionless of course

You know very well that life is totally uncertain
Yet you have to struggle and maintain
There may be worries, agony and pain
But you have to adjust yourself and train

Amidst all kinds of fears and dangers
We are still very good managers
We leave it completely to the wishes of almighty
As He is the only authority to give us any kind of surety

As it turns out to be on happy ending later on
No one dares to take credit for having it won
He has facilitated it after our repeated requests
Else it was going to be a disastrous end for quest

It takes years for us to realize
We don’t know whom to thank and oblige?
We see only beautiful end
This is clearly seen from our trend

Well it is life story
No one should take it seriously or feel sorry
It is no where safe sailing
Only matter of chance and availing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Lost In You

Life is difficult as we know it is now
Life is rough as we spiral out of control
Life is mean as the people who make it mean
Life is hard living on your own
Life is scary when you get hurt
Life is real and no can change that
Life is kind when you find your first love
Life is caring when he holds you in his arms
Life is nice and he will protect you in anyway
Life is easy with the help of the ones around you
Life is bold with the ones in it
Life is good when people are good
Life is happy when you are happy
Life is unbearable when you cry
Life is crashing as you know it
Life is holding you down
Life is causing problems
Life is and can be turned around

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Final race

When you gain adulthood there comes real stage
You get to know many things coming of an age
You may love to make frequent contacts
Mingle with friends and try desperately to ignore facts

You come to know of grater responsibility
When hold a hand of female and demonstrate ability
That speaks of firm commitment and promises
Thousands of assurances with not single misses

At initial contacts you compromise some of the stands
That can be forgiven as happening between good friends
But when reassure of future tie up and whole of burden
You readily agree for everything and no idea strikes all of sudden

It is almost mirage and based on illusory things
It may turn soar, happy or any kind of things
You may argue in favor of going ahead
Provide clear way and distinct lead

Life is meant to struggle and endure
You may sometimes not find peace in entire tenure
Life may turn cruel and unending difficulties
But that does not relieve you from any of the responsibilities

You learn to live and stubbornly offer
You have all the preparation for final coffer
You are such an ideal for any eventuality
This fine blend quality makes you to prove ability

Only cowards may end the life in haste
The may not come at all or come very late
Yet it makes no difference for on going struggle
You may go on tackling and facing all troubles

Life may seem to be High Mountain
You may struggle hard to contain
Even though you may remain money less
You will definitely win the final race

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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False Pride

I claimed for every single achievement
Boosted a lot and felt it as memorable moment
Took false pride and acted as if I was whole and sole
Alas! I could understand the myth as whole

It is generally proclaimed that good deeds always help
Save from some kind of disasters and come to the rescue of self
Person remains unconcerned even if something turns out to be against
As self confidence and full contentment doesn't allow further twist

What are we trying to project before world?
Superiority complex or about the things so far untold
It is known since ages that men has always remained choosey
Not cared for anything but shown keen interest in money

Can we ever claim and assure the full proof of success?
If so then why some of the clues are left behind as traces
Guilty people are caught little later much to their annoyance
People are brought to the sense and reminded about truth at once

We are just a medium and excel with blessings
Some of us might lead the life of rich man or king
It is a fact and generally believed in good faith
Life is certainly taken as temporary phase to be ended with death

I feel little awkward when people try to prove contrary
It has no relevance in real life and totally unnecessary
Even if we have fortune in abundance at disposal
We act as miser and turn down any good proposal

It has different joy when we silently enjoy
Employ honest means and avoid any ploy
Think that you are fortunate enough to have it at your end
Look sympathetically; spend generously among poor, relatives and friends

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An imprint in mind

I did not find him bed side
The space left in between was very wide
Day before he was asleep and kept snoring
Today’s absence is unbearable and boring

The life can be difficult without him
We worked very hard as team
He was always there to support
I had maintained good rapport

He did not mind even when was not served with food
We both used to think seriously but always with good mood
We knew the critical phase will be over soon
The heat will be over and taken over by cool moon

How many nights we had spent in open?
Was it not the heaven for us as fun?
Did we ever feel that we were isolated?
Only we lived life in difficulty as ill fated

Still I remember there was much to offer
Lot many ideas to implement and differ
Always in complete harmony with no word of dissent
He was thorough gentleman and very descent

I shared with him half bread
He may come back home as if half dead
There was much to feel as thrill
The life was like circus and demanded hard drill

Not a moment I might have passed without him
He was strong pillar and a solid beam
We all rested on it as worry free persons
He offered us safety in all the seasons

Life has passed off in friction of seconds
The clean water has dried up in ponds
It has developed crack on its soil
We are left with nothing and continue to boil

I slipped back in old memory again
There was slight dazzling caused by rain
The weather was turning wet and cold
I was left with no sense to feel the different world

I shall not shed a tear
We had enough of it with fear
Again time has come to bear
We have now enough of cloths to wear

There is definite vacuum and void
It was not in our hand to avoid
He is not here by my side
I still feel he is still there to confide

There is fine imprint in mind
An image is there to find
Only good will experience with honest feeling
Everything is with you if you are willing

Nothing goes missing
Sun is rising
Rays bring light
Make determined bid and fight

Grow with responsibility and stature
You have to build from stretch a bright future
Page can be filled and re written
Life can be understood and enlightened

I may not miss his absence
I have to bear it with full sense
No use if I remain worried and tense
He may be remembered in all the tenses

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No plan to live

I have no plan to live good life
It may be for others like an edge of knife
I am comfortable with it and happy
Everything is going on very easy

Father has left good fortune
Nothing more is required to be done
Rest of the days may also be gone
Life is to be at ease and carefully I have chosen

So there may be many more lucky people like me
Careless, unconcerned an totally free
I shall take nothing into consideration
Enjoy the empire without any question

Father had worked hard to build
There was tremendous growth and enough of yield
I saw him working late nights
I have inherited fortune by right

I shall not work that hard as he did
I have no clue now how to lead
I am afraid to swim in rough sea
Let me think over it and finally see

He had advised me not to spend recklessly
Not a coin should be used excessively
I have kept that advice in mind
I shall seek nothing more to find

He took nothing along with him
Everything is left behind for family team
We all were given full comfort and fine stay
Now he has left us and gone away

I have learnt nothing to expand business
Now I f eel uneasiness on the face
Worry lines sometimes rush and bother
I shall have to depend now on others

It is good to have enough of wealth
To have an expertise enhances the health
Health and wealth combine gives confidence
Life is providing one more opportunity or chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Several Times

It has bothered me several times
It has left me puzzled sometimes
I have pondered over it and tried to learn
It only added worry and concern

I asked self “who will miss me most”
Friends, family members or all but at what cost
Do they really think I am worthwhile?
Or are they tolerating me meanwhile?

We all know the purpose behind
You need not think hard to find
Everybody is aware of it and can’t afford to act blind
You got to be cooperative and act very kind

You have only sweet words to offer
Face must offer smile even if you differ
No one may offer kind words at your back
They will remember you as long as their interest is at stake

These are some simple things one may come across
It may force him to think about some gain or loss
Life might have taught some bitter experience
It might have forced individual to remain quiet tense

It is simple philosophy and quiet easy to pick
You can’t be compelled to learn from the fear of stick
It comes with passage of time and maturity
This is called purely nice human quality

Well I must leave it to common wisdom
It helps no one or hopefully seldom
It is to be taken on the face value
Only nice behavior gets you whatever is due

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Again

Like an angel out the sky you came
Clearing up all the clouds, the sadness and the rain
So pure and healing was the love you bring
I knew inside... ( it felt so right )
For me, Ive struggled all my life
To find that thing that makes it right
With you it seems I may have found
Some other kind of love
I will love you all my life
Always be by your side
And I will give you all I have
cause you gave me peace and joy
Again, again, again...
I was scared to let go and trust your love
After what Ive been through I had had enough
Whispering through your eyes, you never said a word
But something said... ( your hearts safe )
For me, Ive struggled all my life
To find that thing that makes it right
With you it seems I may have found
Some other kind of love
I will love you all my life
Always be by your side
And I will give you all I have
cause you gave me peace and joy
Again, again...
A friend is what youll always have in me
Im so grateful for the man you turned out to be
And it doesnt matter who you happen to meet
Youll forever be... ( a sacred part of me )
I will love you all my life
Always be by your side
And I will give you all I have
cause you gave me peace and joy
Again, again, again...

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We All Have To Move On

It’s from an obscure background we mostly try to emerge
into that mainstream of life is the direction of our urge.
As we gain a little knowledge and skill in what we do best
we grow in confidence and learn to stand apart from the rest.

All life is such an uphill struggle against many an odd
and even after we make a mark our body claims the sod.
Yet life holds many mysteries in which itself is bound
being the main one all the rest revolve themselves around.

Whenever there’s a problem or one arises we need to surmount
the solution is that answer of which we all have to take account.
If we go about only creating more problems than we can solve
we get bogged down and from where we are it’s hard to evolve.

The struggle of life goes onward though and forward is its march
taking everything with it that we know to build a monumental arch.
And this is usually seen as a signpost if at the past we happen to look
recorded for posterity as a picture of a structure in our history book.

The future becomes the past and so the past can reveal the future
the present is the thread that binds them together as in a suture.
And time and space are the stage set of all three in the drama of existence
wherein everything that happens is for a purpose in spite of any resistance.

To live well and long is not really the true objective of life
neither is it to live in luxury nor to boast of a beautiful wife.
As death and the grave await everyone whether they’re great or small
we should try to go beyond them and the body which heeds their call.

When we experience death in our dreams we don’t really die
but only awaken from the nightmare we’ve had with a sigh.
The same thing happens in real life more or less when our time comes to leave
our soul rises freed from the body and its surroundings so we need not grieve.

poem by George Krokos
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Life is a challenge

Life is a challenge - meet it
Life is a gift - accept it
Life is a sorrow - over come it
Life is a tragedy - face it
Life is a mystery - unfold it
Life is a opportunity - take it
Life is a promise - complete it
Life is a struggle - fight it
Life is a goal - achieve it
Life is love - love it
Life is adventurous- have fun
Life is a duty - perform it
Life is a game - out smart it
Life is a beauty - praise it
Life is great- make something good of it
So life is a celebration –eat, laugh and do meditation.

poem by Gurjas Singh Narula
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Papa do you know?

Do you know papa? '
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness of life,
Not looked beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran continuous,

You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,

You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide

You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,

Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,

Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,

Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,

I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,

I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,

What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,

Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,

Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A love for papa

Do you know papa?
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness in life,
Not looked so beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life was not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too know it papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran as continuous,