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It's me

I am early riser,
Simple man but not wiser,
Try to remain as closer,
With HIS blessings never a looser,

My day starts with HIS prayer,
Dark sides close and open bright layer,
Serving birds feed on the roof top,
Daily routine which continues non-stop,

Mild Sun rays on closed eyes and face,
Struggle with thoughts and ready for race,
Ground ready with new ideas lace,
Find new ways from place to place,

Struggle to continue for survival,
Earnest efforts for genuine revival,
I shall be there to face the moment,
Watch every steps and single movement,

Day may have it’s up and down,
Not so worried with face more frown,
Will have to wait when seed is sown,
Surfacing on scene with full tree grown,

Day may end with success or failure,
Satisfaction I may have that is for sure,
When I lay on bed with feelings pure,
No room for deviation that I ensure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A thought for self

How one can evaluate one’s self?
How pearl can be valued if put all the time in shelf?
It has to be put to test for assessment
It must meet favorable or adverse comment

It is how one get prominence
There is necessity hence
It has got bearing on our movement
One should feel very proud at the right moment

You can assert your self with authority
There must be clear move with clarity
It is not mechanical life that has to be pursued
We must judge the events that are ensued

One can go to any extent for the realization
There is no end to it or saturation
It can be over stretched to its limit
No one will ever give clean chit

Go and plan your action in constructive way
You may succeed and have positive say
What else you need to over come the drawbacks?
Shape the destiny even if you have to impose or crack

I am early riser with sun’s entry
All actions to follow with mind almost free
I try to remain as close as possible
With HIS blessings I remain stable

My day starts with HIS prayer,
Dark sides close their reign and open bright layer,
Birds fly in the sky and come on the roof top
It is their daily routine which continues non-stop,

Mild Sun rays fall on closed eyes and face
Struggle and thoughts and ready for race
Ground is ready and prepare for embrace
So the human beings too run from place to place

Their main concern to stay long on the scene
Continuous efforts are on and can be easily seen
It is for the survival and not to be lost
It has to be attained at any cost

I am not the different person from them
Every joyous moment please me and overwhelm
I shall be there to face the moment
Watch every steps with single movement

Day may have it’s up and down
Not so worried if people frown
I will have to wait till seeds are sown
To surface on scene as fully grown

Day may end with success or failure,
I may have full satisfaction and that is for sure
When I lay on bed with days thoughts
I may seriously assess about the battles fought

There is no room for deviation from course
It has to be met with success of course
What can prevent us from going ahead
If we plan properly and peacefully lead

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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New alternative

Sound sleep without any noise
Day starts with bird’s sweet voice
Rest so essential without any choice
All ideas stored in mind with next day’s poise

Complete body relaxes but not mind
Getting new ideas and alternates find
May be they are active cells come to action
Fight with solution and offer novel reaction

Mild sun rays get end dreams to abrupt end
Sudden hurry to get up and ways to mend
Whole body gears up for the new race
Ready to go into action challenges face

It is not day to day routine but hard struggle
So much pressure and some times to buckle
Failure, humiliation but efforts to survive
Learning new things with resolve and strive

Dead are buried and may not speak
Living beings may feel frustrated and weak
Sometimes forcing to end the entire efforts
Losing confidence and maintain the rapports

It is endless struggle to be pressed and kept
No wise man have ever lamented and wept
It may be fall on ground but resolve to rise again
Not to loose hope but try and have solid gain

People may laugh and cut a joke
Unnecessary meddle and try to poke
Sometimes irritations and response evoke
May be unexpected result with masterly stroke

Steering the course in difficult situation
Gaining the ground wit exact and correct evaluation
Not missing the opportunity when knocks door
Show of satisfaction only after reaching the shore

Nothing may come on the way and deny
Success may come and opportunities many
No looking back with riding on the wings
Who knows when poor will be crowned as king?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Face The Face

Weve got to face the face
You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
>from wiser men who have been through it all
And the ghosts of failures spray-canned up on the wall
Weve got to judge the judge
Got to find the finds
Weve got to scheme the schemes
Have to line the lines
We must stake the stakes
And show the shown
We must take the takes
And know the known
Try to place the place
Where we can face the face
Face the face-got to
Face the face
You must have tried and the defied belief
Maybe found futility in insular grief
I need your hunger just as you need mine
A million appetites can swallow up time
Weve got to fool the fools
And plan the plans
We must rule the rules
Got to stand the stands
We must fight the fight
And fall the falls
We must light the light
And call the calls
We must race the race
So we can face the face
New york! chicago!
London and glasgow!
Keep looking!
Keep on cooking
Keep on looking
Gotta stay on this case
Study the pix
Watch the fix
Weve got to find the face
Try to place the place where we can face the face

song performed by by Who
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I Wanna Be Your Dog

So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now were gonna be face-to-face
And Ill lay right down in my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well cmon
Now Im ready to close my eyes
And now Im ready to close my mind
And now Im ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wenna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well cmon

song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Touch me not

I feel so shy if you touch,
Never think more or ideas vouch,
Prison I feel as water in pouch,
Neither words nor offer much,

With first light I open,
Leaves fresh and arm widen,
Open to embrace but shame laden,
Eyes stare but words hidden,

I need a touch smooth and delicate,
I shut my eyes if matters complicate,
It is not crown, kingdom so I abdicate,
Shyness, mildness and oneness indicate,

I may mushroom and naturally bloom,
Moment you touch face become gloom,
Even closed doors and windows in room,
Face get reddish and shyness zoom,

“Touch me not” say I won’t allow,
Not shake hand or word hello,
I can’t and hide face in pillow,
Never look up face and eyes below,

Allow it to happen natural way,
Not you wait to hear my say,
Not respect but feelings pay,
Not to loose hope as you are ray,

Female or ladies always like fold,
Handsome gents and approach bold,
If touched once feel body cold,
Soul and body never feel sold,

Ladies have quality inherent,
Does not depend on advice of parent,
Face always down with eyes to speak,
No words to speak or silence to break,

Can’t be won over by false promise,
Moments fact known entry dismiss,
Dream remains dream and always to miss,
Sudden end with nothing more to kiss,

To be in fold is act holy pure,
Bonding takes place if both are sure,
“Promise to be on side ‘words assure,
No evil takes place as steps taken sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Two bright eyes

Bare eyes shine in night,
look so powerful and bright
Keep staring but not made known,
Seem they are made for my own

Say not words but also not hide,
just smile broad with eyes wide,
convey deep feelings with no regret,
bright and shining eyes speak not yet,

why close eyes alone?
and face not covered,
So eyes when shut,
face may reveal,

You close the eyes,
life come to an end,
glitter and shine,
smile peters out,

find me so close even not near,
distance more but mind fear,
eyes shut but separation bear,
Near to come is idea to cheer,

You may say you are around, ,
even go round but not found
with steps so gentle on ground,
little it heard with no sound,

Oh, two eyes,
just face unveil,
lower it down to neck,
Find me there just to check,

Eyes may shine,
face may reveal,
wounds may heal,
love may look real,

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I'm Ready To Go.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

I can't help anyone.
Wish I could.
The grave of the good.
As much as I need to know whats not understood.
Conclusions so sour sometime I wish you would.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

I've look into the abyss so many times before.
This time their is no going back.
Me and the angel of the death have a contract.
With blood as the ink it has been signed and sealed.
I'm sorry but I no longer want to feel.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

My emotions ride me like a hound.
Biting at my heels.
A heart that isn't real.
Watch as another layer of skin I peel.
I stand then kneel.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

Wishing for something I can never have.
Denied the right as stars shoot across the twilight.
Beating myself up on the inside.
I'm so ready to so ready to die.
I'm so ready to sail the skies.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

But something won't let me.
A conscience.
A destiny.
Thoughts of the angry.
They pour into me.
It should be my choice.
A echoing of my voice.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

I'm ready to go.
Take me to heaven.
I'm ready to go.
End my suffering.
I'm ready to go.
Let me stop all this blubbering.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Make it alone

You got to make it alone
As you may be swiped by cyclone
You may find many ups and down
But you got to make it and own,

You can feel at home
If you make everybody welcome
Everything can be changed
If thought over and well managed

Carve out your own empire
Love others and admire
Think not about unnecessary things
It may have many misses for something

Whole world face misery
No one seems to be happy
What can you make out of it as triumph?
When you are surrounded by wolf?

No one stand alone in race
No happiness may be seen on face
It is crowd of human beings
Where you can find poor and kings

You may have full satisfaction
That has been seen by indication
Face lines reflect easy comfort inside
We are safe on earth from all sides

This may be seen as long battle
As it proves your strong mettle
But to say it is lone struggle
May be looking like for some troubles

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A someone to come near

It was not leading me anywhere
I was searching it everywhere
I longed for some one to come near
And loving words in ears to hear

I shall remain as living entity
Simple and sober with poor quality
I am unable to draw the beautiful attention
Possibly I may not be worth for retention

After all hearts beat faster when some one says hello
All works pushed aside for the attention do allow
Giving gentle look with smiling face
The love game is to be won in race

I don’t know when the day will come
I shall keep the doors open and welcome
I shall wait not even for second to reply
Can any one advise me and say it is not worth try?

I am young at heart and always dream
Many good faces I try to find in team
They all come at once and fade away
I still hope it to happen in any day

Anger and frustration were true friends to remain
No useful thoughts to emerge and increasing pain
Will it come at the time of burial?
Will it be dramatic as happens in serial?

It has enough power to sustain
The relation all along to maintain
The truth is simple and plain
No regrets or comments to refrain

I shall allow it to end in reality
That is the fine and best quality
You shall term it as place like heaven
It may realize little late even

Many people like me may be dreaming in day light
It is understood they may be spending sleepless nights
Nothing may be lateralizing much to the discomforts
As they have no skill or lack the good efforts

Love has many fold dimensions
No one knows what will be right direction?
It may not wait any longer to find a place
You should there as ready person in any case

Your quest may end as happy moment
You may have then no reason to lament
There is feeling and ready consent
Bad plight is over and there is nothing to resent

Life becomes fruitless with some of the aspects
Ideal couples may always earn the respect
Whatever we may term it as deal or pact or act?
His is reality of life and open fact

The rivers water flow calm down after initial thrust
It is natural law to settle down and build the trust
The marriage is holy union of two individuals
One must take it as challenge and not as casual

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Airplane

Over the city in an airplane
I can see everything below
The houses they look so tiny
The cars look like dots
Weve only got fifteen minutes to go
The clouds in the sky caress my mind so tenderly
The sun shines down on the great big beautiful scene
The sound of the engine fills my ears up
Im hopin this rainy weather clears up
My lover is waiting at the airport
Soon shell be kissing me hello
The woman sitting next to me tells me bout her guy
And I tell her all about you and i
Airplane, airplane
Carry me back to her side
Airplane, airplane
I need God as my guide
Down, down on the ground
Cant wait to see her face
(a-1, a-2, a-1, 2, 3)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)
I cant wait (cant wait)
To see (her face)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Fear Itself

Does fear hold us back
From dreams unfulfilled
Love allowed to drift away
Passions allowed to wither
Does fear envelop us
Will we face it all our life
Do we stand behind the curtain of fear
Afraid to audition hope
Fear need not be our anchor
Taking us down
It can steady our bow
Root us to steady growth
Fear restrains us
From escaping the thorns of pain
It misdirects prayer to an unknown
A misbelief wrapped like a mask
Obscuring visions of the future
Though fear may be a curse
It’s a confrontation we must make
Face to face, we cannot break
Let it provide the edge
That from failure comes new challenges
Sweep fear under the rug
So we may tread lightly on its face
Knowing its claws are ready to lure us
Hence we look back for its approach
Success will defeat fear every time
But we must keep the weed killer handy
Fear grows at every concrete corner
And no tombstone can hold it back
So we fight fear as an ever long battle
As we struggle daily to win the war

poem by Alfred Ramos
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Totally inactive

I die daily when go to sleep
There won’t be time left to weep
The final hour will be maintained
Not a single second more to be detained

It is onward journey and heavenly bound
No short cut or passage is found
The death bell may ring around
Perfectly when you have sleep very sound

Hardly for few hours are you active
In night you are dead and totally inactive
You may have new plans and future activities
It may end soon with lots of uncertainties

We embark on a venture which is unhelpful
No sureties whether it will shot sure or successful
Still futile bid for appeasing the false ego
The fate has waited for it years ago

No signal or warning to pack the plans
Not single second to alter the command
Leaving behind as it is for none to take care
Who knows you will be taken where?

Leave aside the futility of life for a second
Think about the next moment lying beyond
Nothing purposeful if planned not in participation
You won’t have even slight indication

Come in life next day to witness the cycle
Same routine and nothing new in circle
It is big round to find result and revolve around
Eyes may remain wide open in dismay when stand on ground

Helpless eyes may look in despair at sky
Thousands of thoughts to enter and pertinently ask why
What was the shortcoming not contemplated in mind?
Lot of confusion to over come and suitable answer to find

Is it not the illusory world that keeps us at large?
What we see is not water but a false mirage?
No firm ground or place to look and take refuge
Not sure of it but in disbelief eyes still refuse

So all in earnestness we die practically at night
Everything is left behind for others to make it right
Numbers of steps in mind to counter the move
Still no fear for self being forcefully removed

Sometimes days are longer than nights
Nights sometimes are longer to make it right
Hours remain same for correcting the trend
Where then time left to make the amend

So many shoddy deals take place in dark
Some of things are made unknown to embark
No one knows the exact launching time and place
We only know the ways and means to save the face

Utilize the day and rest in night
Nights are not meant to fight
Everything to come at stand still
Surrender everything at free and good will

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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The race and the entrants

Running the RaceRunning the race, the entrant is thinking,

How shall I go, shall I be fast tracking;

The man calls their names and they each get down,

But someone starts off early, oh what a frown.

They all get ready, and the man says ready, set go,

Off they all start, around the track they all know,

The runner he thinks, as he races along there,

Have I done enough practice, as the crowd do stare.

But; soon he starts to put speed in each step,

And races ahead, The pace has some depth;

As they come up fast to the first time round,

One of the runners knocks another to the ground.

The runner is now fifteen feet ahead of the rest,

He wants to win the race, another medal in his nest;

As the race comes soon to the end for each one,

That entrant remembered the race of life soon to come.

As Paul had spoken of the race we all run,

In life it's not how much we have, but what we've done;

We run the race of life, seeking to live right,

Serving God our Father, walking in the light.

As we get to the end of the race we run,

When we finish our race well hear hopefully well done;

We can't go wrong when we do right and serve the Lord,

Pray, show kindness and care, and study His Word.

poem by Margaret Haig
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Come at night

I could think more leisurely hence
As dark has descended with silence
Your foot steps can be heard from distance
I had waited for it at once

You promised me to come at night
You had taken decision very right
We could talk nothing in day light
It could have raised eye brows with our sight

What was needed to see in dark?
Only silent surrounding and very good start
What were we supposed to converse?
We were advancing and not going reverse

She had decided to come open
No more grievances to be reopened
It was bold move and need of an hour
As relation were going to be strained and turn soar

I could hear her deep breathing
She was in hurry with deep sweating
She was in need to come clean
It was for her direct win

She had seen and realized
It was not gesture to be obliged
It was response to earnest call
The mistrust and hatred had come down like wall

I could see thousands of kisses rushing towards
I was, for these many years, looking forward
I turned out to be weak and easy pry
I was still sure of it and not feeling shy

She was ready to embrace
There was complete shyness on her face
It was real mark of satisfaction and surrender
I was now not afraid of any thunder

It was bound to happen at any time and place
It was peaceful march and not mad race
We were committed to a long union
She had promised me to prove very good companion

Now I need not look back and assess
Nothing was left behind to trace
Days and nights are to be routine part
With strong resolve to get ready with fresh start

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Love You (Villanelle)

(after Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

I love you with feelings that are true and right,
as our relationship has come with Godly grace,
I do love you through every day and night,

even when times of joy are far from sight
as you make this earth a heavenly place.
I love you with feelings that are true and right,

while I long to be to you the companion that I might
as the depth of our feelings are sometimes without a trace,
I do love you through every day and night,

while you draw me nearer to the Godly light
and onward daily our lives do constantly race.
I love you with feelings that are true and right,

with gentleness, without any fear and fright
although my childish ways might be commonplace
I do love you through every day and night.

Even if for you I have got struggle and fight
have got to face the most dangerous menace;
I love you with feelings that are true and right,
I do love you through every day and night.

[Reference: 'XLIII' 'How do I love thee? Let me count the ways']

poem by Gert Strydom
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A moon and stars

Oh, little little shining stars
you all stay very far
The sky get lit up with silver rays
we enjoy dark night with nothing to pay

What a lovely scene to be enjoyed by an eye
all narrow thoughts disappear but want to fly
there is now question of 'ifs', 'buts' and 'why'
you twinkle all the times as if feeling very shy

Galaxy with starts function as family
widely spread but as an single entity
beautiful place created by an almighty
hang in balance in a place called very empty

No wind observed with little life on surface
still there is invasion on sanctity with mad race
what a beautiful reflection when struck by light
never seen such glow in deadly night

An open object with beautiful imagination
poets and writers raise many questions
how you look so beautiful yet with black patches
very far from land but eyes to catch

Who has read real reflections?
how can it be termed as dead action?
millions watch over with silent reaction
eyes do not close even for fraction

There may not be single life to be seen
yet beautifully depicted with lively scene
lots of praise and admiration from laymen
only lover's heart can feel pulse in human

You have remained there for centuries
with so many questions and queries
you were never a source of worry
many hearts have wept by expressing sorry

Hand in hand to last forever
many doubts in mind however
yet very cool and pleasant feeling
submission to come very late but almost willing

O moon, o stars, you are close to chest
hearts beat fast when yo move to west
you remain there with never ending show
the sky should illuminate with fine glow

Not a single ray can cause harm
cool in nature yet creation of charm
pulses beat in isolation and feel very warm
birds may soon go up to reach and swarm

Where is fear of feeling lonely?
the nature has manged it solely
they hang in balance but does not loose the height
we crumble on ground with our own weight

We are beautifully gifted with insight
though there may be sweet memory to fight
it may make us sad when see the emergence of moon
all sadness to disappear immediately or very soon

Though mild object with limited role
it has ever fascinated and stole
our mind and heart at regular interval
it has been great moment to watch your arrival

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sun Ready To Set

Sun ready to set in west,
Delivery of goods at best,
Half circle complete from east,
Time to go but no more rest,

Sing of continuous activities,
All for good and best utilities,
If no movement or stop while,
Everything to a grinding halt as close file,

Life should have different style,
Continuous movement and golden shine,
All must appreciate your work fine,
No more abuses such as pig or swine,

Not all may understand and grasp it well,
Life for them may be living hell,
Always to suffer and nothing to tell,
Face looks hard as if having a swell,

It is not easy to keep smile on face,
Not hint or composure even lost a race,
Anger at heart but always embrace,
Always ready to face and brace,

Sun may be source of energy,
You can spread light even if you are clergy,
Honest approach with true spirit,
Enlightened path when lamp is lit,

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No to sorrow

Can little sweetness be added to sorrow?
Can sadness be not pushed aside for tomorrow?
When both are interwoven to each other
Why to think of them more and bother?

Pure or true love can never deceive
Warmth and feelings we always receive
Best ideas emanate from within and peace be conceived
Does that speak of real intention as goal is perceived?

Let love speak and not remain or confine within
Eyes must reveal and nothing should remain in
It is very much essential and must prevail at last
Acceptance should be made known very fast

I must acknowledge it as God sent gift
Why to have in life more tussles and rift?
We should never change stand and shift
Switch over from one to another should be very swift

I am prepared to forgo prestige and pride
Why in love it should be sought and hide?
Simple admission of true feelings and no guilt
Trust the opinion and strong foundation to be built

I shall seek no favor in return
Let my love grow and cause no concern
Earnest desire must be explained in turn
Let there be real union without any heart burn

May be in my life today is the happiest day
I will continue to seek and have my way
Let her remain true to her conscience and say
Never will we be separated, come what may!

Things may prove difficult if it turns out differently
Both have to think it honestly and approach separately
Time may run out us and not allow us to unite
Passion may remain passion only and within ignite

We may take steps to see that it doesn’t turn ugly
It may be too early also to forecast it so early
Still it will remain our top priority to tackle the issue
We must get in turn what ever is destined to be due

We will not be cowed down with by unexpected events
We will face it bravely when it is made known very next moment
We will not allow it to happen and take us completely by surprise
But all possibilities are definitely there and bound to arise

We shall from now on shed no tears and face the reality
We shall stand firm and come up bravely for any eventuality
It has to be faced with as if dealing with any of the disaster
We must carve out the way and destiny as done by master

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Get Ready For This (Instrumental)

Ya'll ready for this?
Get down with the style, house on the ground
Please when I squeeze, pump to your knees
Who wants to play? I'm in here to stay,
Ready to take you around the way
So get ready for this. Mind your own biz
'Cause I invented the microphone biz
No need to sit, cause we're 2 Unlimited
Ready, ready, ready for this!
Feel the base, you just get closer
Be impressed by the words I chose of
Once again kickin' it live
Doin' everything yo just to survive
A wall to wall, I think I stand
Being on stage with a mic in my hand
Bustin' it live to the crowd
The age is 20, I'm from the south
1-Be a part, break my heart
Get ready for this, mind your own biz
People in the front, show me what you want
And I won't give it in...
Get ready for this!
We're 2 Unlimited, so people won't you sit?
Movin' up and down, dancin' on the ground
Feelin' kinda free; security
House is style that moves you from the ground
House on the ground, bass in your face
Racin' the place, no time to waste
Feelin' hypnotized, I can see it in your eyes
Feelin' kinda better, put on your sweater
Feelin' like a white, I think it doesn't matter
Super, dope, deaf, and even outrageous
If I was an animal, they've kept me in cages
So get ready for this! Ya'll ready for this?
(rpt 1

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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