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Joy in life

There is no sensation or joy in life
You are not with me as mate or wife
In every object I see you or find
Nothing appeals me even air or wind

I can’t murmur or sing
Can’t fly with crippled wing
Feet crumble and perform no dance
Eyes disobey and refuse to glance

I have no reason to smile
How to offer or go along for a mile
Everything seems to be far away for while
I continue to live as if in exile

Dreams don’t invade me in night
Thoughts emerge and continue to fight
Tears gush often and simply occupy
Restless night descend to make me cry

It may be cowardice act if I leave the scene
Must looks normal so that pain isn’t seen
However to explore what can be done as best
In every sphere of life even if it is hard test

Time and tide may offer the resistance
To lead simple life may be our insistence
We will not leave the scene and fled away
Continue to find solution and honourable way

Every morning may bring new message
Life may move on with smooth passage
We may care for precious time and save
Move on with mission and sail on waves

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A joy or sensation

There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind

I can’t murmur or sing
Can’t fly with crippled wing
Feet crumble and perform no dance
Eyes disobey and refuse to glance

I have no reason to smile
How to offer or go along for a mile
Everything seems to be far away for while
I continue to live as if in exile

Dreams don’t invade me in night
Thoughts emerge and continue to fight
Tears gush often and simply occupy
Restless night descend to make me cry

It may be cowardice act if I leave the scene
Must looks normal so that pain isn’t seen
However to explore what can be done as best
In every sphere of life even if it is hard test

Time and tide may offer the resistance
To lead simple life may be our insistence
We will not leave the scene and fled away
Continue to find solution and honorable way

Every morning may bring new message
Life may move on with smooth passage
We may care for precious time and sure to save
Move on with mission and sail on waves

There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind

Life has proved to be an adventurous
It was never challenge and proved as mysterious
It has provided us challenge and remained continuous
Have we accepted the fact and tried to make it harmonious?

Life is to be lived to its full length
There lies complete joy and d strength
We may sometimes find it difficult
It certainly provides us success and result

Try to enjoy it will simple smile
Never look tiresome or wear it for a while
Enjoy the fruits of life and carry on
It is half way battle already won

We must think seriously and define
Life has to be though afresh and refined
It has to have close look and watch
It must be renewed with fine approach

You may like it with new vigor and energy
No joy can be brought with the help of money
Life is to be recreated in fine way
You will be able to make it bright with golden ray

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What the hell 'm doing on earth?

What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?

What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,

is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?

I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,

What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?

I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry

Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?

I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,

why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,

It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,

I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,

I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,

I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more fo

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good quest

What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?

What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,

is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?

I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,

What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?

I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry

Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?

I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,

why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,

It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,

I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,

I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,

I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more food.

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Discontinuous Existence

We do not die, instead we live a discontinuous existence. This life here, my body, my thoughts, memories, feelings, what I am physically, once this is over it is over. Anything else is just an allusion. When we die it is over, nothing is going to recreate us, make us again. Restore us to what we are. It is over the end. No more. End of story. Final curtain. The dirt sleep. Or is it.

Could not resonances of this life carry over to our next life, be with us in the after life, in the life between llives. Could it be a process analogous to dreams? Could parts of your life continue in another existence after death in the same way aspects of you continue in your sleep, to different degrees. Part of your life as a child continues periodically when you dream at night, parts of you as a young man and or woman continue in your dreams. Images and deep connections you have with creation and or the divine, depending on your perspective, continue when you are dreaming. Though you are not you, you are you, brought to life again.

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A papa in same boat

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa you too....part II

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Veteran

They preferred death to honour
No to life for dishonour
To die for the cause
Constant move with no let or pause

It may be need of an hour
Better lay down life than to lie on floor
Death may not wait and come fast
You will not have time to breathe your last

Chances for bright life may recede
You may fight the war but not concede
Who knows when death may make fast visit?
You will find hell is let loose and find exit

Country may not know it so soon
Bodies may be flown in bright noon
Countrymen may weep and lay a wreath
May mourn and offer roses on death

You may be down in history as hero
Over night change of status from zero
You may be nobody but never forgotten
You may shine as lamp from small lantern

Veterans were not war mongers
They were true sons and messengers
They made smooth and easy passage
Countrymen can lead life with peaceful message

Why one may need to risk the life?
When he has happy life and wife
Soldiers face this dilemma in entire span
He may not bother where does he belong or clan

He doesn’t need any action plan
He may swim across as white swan
We may not remember his small contribution
Keep trophies ready for bravery and distribution

Remember he is true and brave son
We should portray him well with reason
Country may offer so much with sole concern
How can we forget our comrade and veterans?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A New Life

(lowe/springs/tennant)
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At night it hits me cold
Theres so much more to life than Ill ever know
I look around and I realise
Its time to make a move, though you wont sympathise
Stars collect overhead
They look down on the channel and our lives grown dead
Cars pass on through the night
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
Make a firm decision, its time to go
Thats for you to find out and for me to know
No more hard times or petty crimes
Forget that life I have left behind
The night goes by
Leaving you behind me, as I fly
Then rise, the day and night sky
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
A new life, its so hard to find
A new love, its so hard to find
The night goes by
Leaving you behind me, as I fly
There lies the day in that sky
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene

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A suicidal way

I wished if I were dead
The sentence could easily be read
Where it can take us or lead?
It can’t work out even if you plead

Once that idea enters mind
You can’t think easily and find
You may develop defeatist tendency
It may add up to more frequency

You act as living dead
You loose the sense to feed
You have no desire to continue
You may be perturbed all the times over new avenues

How does develop the suicidal tendency?
Does that lead a person to ask for mercy?
He may think of ending all of sudden
He is occupied in mind with worries laden

Sometimes you think of pulling trigger
Go for shoot out by holding dragger
It is no easy task to go for such move
There may be apprehensions which needs to be removed

Person lies in bad and think of ending life
He may not think of family including wife
He has only one reason to be taken care off
Everybody may be looked upon by him as wolf

What affects your way of living?
Why do think of ending life or leaving?
Does that end up in positive or relieving?
What influences or leads in believing?

He thinks this can be easy escape
He can end to enter another world and shape
This is stupid way of thinking
You may only end up in kicking

You may be made laughing stock
The ticking may never stop in clock
It may move on with time ceaselessly
Nothing may end but move on continuously

You may leave behind enough sufferings
People may show some courtesy with little offerings
They may pass through critical phase
Nothing will be left for them from memory to erase

It will be deep scare on their mind
From nowhere peace can ascend and be kind
They may not be able to accept or rescind
They may face dark future which may make them blind

It is not final destiny or end of the road
You may be laden with heavy load
It is your duty to come out with solution
You must have fine approach with strong resolution

No one can take you to safety or on the shore
You must think twice positively and explore
It may lead you to some satisfactory way
You will have some alternative and final say

Prayers can offer best solution and solace
It is last refuge to go and seek advice
Leave everything to almighty and wait for blessings
Everything will move smoothly and nothing will go missing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh first love

Oh first love
The reason for my smile
And the reason for my tears.
Oh first love
My heart's soul mate
And my heart's heart breaker.
Oh first love
The one person I can't live with
And I can't live without.
Oh first love
You've inhabited my heart
For so long I don't
See myself without you
Without your so called love
Without your lies
Without the tears that rain
Every night from my eyes
From the loneliness
And insecurities you've
Made me feel.
Oh first love
I wonder
I really wonder
If I were given a chance
To leave and forget you,
Would I?
Would I leave you?
Or being with you is such
A norm that I now enjoy it
That I don't even see anything
Wrong with it
I really do wonder
My first love.
Oh yes first love
Though you've brought pain
In my life I have to say
The little things you do
They make me enormously happy
And you the only one
Capable of making me that happy.
After all we've been through
After all you've put me through
I don't want anyone else
I want you and only you
And yes I will continue to
Love you unconditionally
With my broken heart
My first love.

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Anniversary

It reminded me off years of marriage
Life passed easily on simple carriage
Happy days with joy and I could manage
Nothing went wrong with time and passage

Bad days and cruel luck would have it
Lamp went off suddenly and could not be lit
Fate severely struck with perfect hit
He was taken away within a minute

I was dumbfounded and could not cry
Asked repeatedly for what crime and why?
Was there no alternative to spare him on earth?
Did not you think what will be condition aftermath?

I have witnessed many marriage anniversaries
all gave me enough joy and no worries
this only one incidence has saddened me so much
Great vacuum created in life and not easy to fill as such

It has left me in shock and completely paralyzed
Situation is so delicate and can't be analyzed
It has left deep scare on my shrinking mind
Unable to think positively and new alternatives to find

Every year you will come and take me off
I may not cry but can not hold the bluff
Will it be great tribute if I hold your memory fast?
It will remain with life till I breathe it last

I shall nobly act as you had desired
you teased always and got my work admired
who knew you will leave me alone to expire?
Your work may lead and thoughts to aspire

I shall continue to hold your spirit and strive
your ideas will remain alive and live and I shall revive
I shall make it livelier than life
I shall prove it to be honest as dedicated wife

Every year it will bring new lease of life and message
I will have to hold it fast to make smooth passage
No matter hold old I become with time and age
You memory will be fine print on the page

Life is simple mission to carry on
on real ground no battle is lost or won
It has to be taken as holy task
No pretence to be shown by wearing mask

It must not be go or no go situation
Life should be updated with evaluation
it demands sacrifice for any revolution
Power not in one hand but with complete devolution

It is not easy to forget happy moments
they were die hard and lovely movements
we may take it as reality of on going struggle
Life may end any time as water with bubble

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Prostye Dvizheniya

I continue simple moves
You continue my continuations
I am you, and you are me
I repeat, you repeat.
If you want -be silent,
Wait until it stops.
If you want keys,
2 turns around
If you want yours,
If you want somebody's,
If you want be like me
And I continue
Simple moves, I continue...
Simple moves..
We continue simple moves
Destroying irrigation.
Somewhere you find,
Somewhere you lose
I repeat, you repeat.
This is love,
Springs are jumping.
Tomorrow everyone
Can be smaller then snowflake.
We have to be on time
Not refusing.
We should be able
Continue to live.
Simple moves, continuing to live...
Simple moves...
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Simple moves...

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Do Or Die

Those cocky little fires you started in the night
The independent claims that just meant hold me tight
The bruises on your body that you swore were from a fight
Ill pass at your insistence
Alsatians fall unconscious at the shadow of your call
One glance from your direction and the government will fall
Whole continents of misery dont bother you at all
But for me you have persistence
Run all day, run all night
Do or die, do or die
Got to run for your life
Do or die, do or die
Id like to leave so would you kindly look the other way
You tell me to be honest but Ive nothing left to say
Just like your feet my goddess, my brain has turned to clay
An end to all resistance
Run all day, run all night
Do or die, do or die
Got to run for your life
Do or die, do or die
Run all day, run all night
Do or die, do or die
Got to run for your life
Do or die, do or die
Run all day, run all night
Do or die, do or die
Got to run for your life
Do or die, do or die
Run all day, run all night
Do or die, do or die
Got to run for your life
Do or die, do or die

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Fallen In Love

He has fallen in love
With the idea
Of you in his life
I wish I knew
How does psychology work? ....... Persian khushi

Oh it is very simple
Stay out of trouble
Think of beautiful moments
The peace around with its movements

Venture into moon light
Just see left and right
If some one observes you
Then think about it and see through

When someone appears from behind?
Show no hesitation and try to find
Never think who he can be?
Anybody may think well when feels free

So it is your outer show
That sets thing to rolls or go
You are offered flower
With some comments to offer

It is an open invitation
To build sound and good relation
There is no psychology behind
It is natural thing to find

Pray almighty to take you out
From uncertainty to surety and think about
What can be next move around?
How to adjust scene when again he is found?

Smile on face may do wonder
No words may be needed to offer
Mere reflection in eyes will perform miracle
Now he will be in fix and struggle

It is easy to face mighty king
It is too easy to face the lion in ring
But too difficult to face the beautiful queen
As it might turn the whole of the scene

I don't think it might be different psychology all over
Men and women need comfortable life with honor
What is most needed is the assurance and promises!
Life may move on then with harmony and peace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Martyrs

They preferred death to honor
Never said yes for life to dishonor
To die for the nation and holy cause
Constant move with no let or pause

It may be need of an hour
Better lay down life than to lie on floor
Death may not wait and come fast
You will not have time to breathe your last

Chances for bright life may be unlikely and recede
You may fight the war but not concede
Who knows when death may make fast visit?
You will only find the hell is let loose and find no exit

Country may not feel or know it so soon
Bodies may be flown from the border in bright noon
Countrymen may weep and lay a wreath
May mourn the departed and offer roses on death

You may be down literally but in history will be known as hero
Over night change of status from simple zero
You were nobody but now never be forgotten
You may shine on lamp post from small lantern

Veterans were never a war mongers
They were true sons of soil and peace messengers
They made life smooth and created an easy passage
So the Countrymen could lead life with peaceful message

Why one should need to risk the life?
When he has happy life and wife
Soldiers face this dilemma in their entire span
He may not bother where does he belong to or any clan

He doesn’t need any action plan
He may swim across the water as white swan
We may not remember his small contribution
Keep trophies ready for bravery and distribution

Remember he is true and brave son
We should portray him well with reason
Country may offer so much and express concern
How can we forget our comrades and veterans?

Whole nation may weep at your departure?
He did it for the country to finally secure
How come country may forget his sacrifice?
Will there be no tears on their demise?

We have to move on but with slow pace
Let it not turn ugly and push us to mad race?
It may defeat the purpose for which they laid their lives
How many may be shedding tears as their wives?

The may be remembered in history as brave sons
There are circumstances and very strong reasons
Who can deny their contribution for the nation?
There is complete loyalty and stands without any question

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A nice end to finish

It is rightly said that perform or perish
World may not end or finish
The ponds may be full of fishes
You should have will power or powerful wish

What you are expected to perform?
Life full of energy with good reforms
Everything to go on with complete norms
Nothing to worry even if arrival of storms

Will the worries end with our failure?
Will it make strong enough to reassure?
How do we go ahead and make it sure?
How do we make it full proof in our tenure?

We are engulfed with problems from the day one
We cried often but it objected by none
Life may not give you that golden chance again
You must strive hard for the position to regain

Everyday we die of poor performance
We may fail in our young age for romance
whatever we embark upon should have clear goal
It must have backing from the soul

You may go on improving the style
You may succeed also for meanwhile
There may be enough reasons to send you in exile
It is still your domain to work hard and excel

The day may start with new message
You may wish for clear passage
You may go in for it and manage
You may make fine imprint on the page

Live life king size even in distress
It may not help you to remove stress
You may loose your heat in that case
It had to be taken as bad phase

The dark clouds may disappear
You may feel happy and strongly appear
The broad smile may speak of everything
You have attained as result something

It is not the routine on one time affair
To term it in same way may be unfair
Each chance must be availed with great zeal
The live then may be looked enterprising and real

We are not here by simple chance
You must look back and glance
Your past history and experience with maturity
You will be able to improve upon with good quality

Take on zealously with the formidable task
Don’t face it with double standard or wearing the mask
It is the real test for you to come out and prove
You will then definitely emerge as winner and move

Let there be no applause
Leave no room for surprises
The mountain of problems may rise
You must act and constantly revise

Let fortune alone not rule the scene
Your ability also must be seen
You should always be thriving or look very keen
You may not look back when there is definite win

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice end

It is rightly said that perform or perish
World may not end or finish
The ponds may be full of fishes
You should have will power or powerful wish

What you are expected to perform?
Life full of energy with good reforms
Everything to go on with complete norms
Nothing to worry even if arrival of storms

Will the worries end with our failure?
Will it make strong enough to reassure?
How do we go ahead and make it sure?
How do we make it full proof in our tenure?

We are engulfed with problems from the day one
We cried often but it objected by none
Life may not give you that golden chance again
You must strive hard for the position to regain

Everyday we die of poor performance
We may fail in our young age for romance
whatever we embark upon should have clear goal
It must have backing from the soul

You may go on improving the style
You may succeed also for meanwhile
There may be enough reasons to send you in exile
It is still your domain to work hard and excel

The day may start with new message
You may wish for clear passage
You may go in for it and manage
You may make fine imprint on the page

Live life king size even in distress
It may not help you to remove stress
You may loose your heat in that case
It had to be taken as bad phase

The dark clouds may disappear
You may feel happy and strongly appear
The broad smile may speak of everything
You have attained as result something

It is not the routine on one time affair
To term it in same way may be unfair
Each chance must be availed with great zeal
The live then may be looked enterprising and real

We are not here by simple chance
You must look back and glance
Your past history and experience with maturity
You will be able to improve upon with good quality

Take on zealously with the formidable task
Don’t face it with double standard or wearing the mask
It is the real test for you to come out and prove
You will then definitely emerge as winner and move

Let there be no applauses
Leave no room for surprises
The mountain of problems may rise
You must act and constantly revise

Let fortune alone not rule the scene
Your ability also must be seen
You should always be thriving or look very keen
You may not look back when there is definite win

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Deadly Awakening

Frighting night woke from a dead sleep
heavy chest pains, struggle to move
wondering what is going on, I was fine earlier
no warnings, no pain before the sleep
what woke me up?
I will never know, god or a angel above
told me, I was lucky to make it to the hospital
could of been massive, might of passed
struggled with life, stressed with problems
Things need to change, life is to short
sitting in the ER wondering why me?
I been here before,5 years earlier
but a different way, jumped started 3 times
live to tell, my, I want to live
wonder if it's for a reason, a test I need to know
love to many to leave, not ready to go
missions and dreams to full fill
laying near death makes you think and cry
man or not, this is scary
will I make it the next time, maybe not
I will try to change, slow down, enjoy life
get rid of the stress and the rest
I don't need to die, I have to much will
I made it home this time, told me I was lucky
the symptoms were different, some how I knew
danger I was in, cried in the car and I don't cry
wondering if this was my time, I do not go
fight for life, live my dreams, love thy family
forget the pain, the past, work for the future
relax and breathe, life is precious
may I live for now, I have so much to give
poems to write, stories to tell
Thanks for life, love and dreams
My life is to give to you and enjoy

poem by Michael Peterson
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A Dark Chapter

Joy has been left for a reason
Order will blind me
Hand me the chance will I take it
And play the game
No need no guilt for tomorrow
Now counting down for
Ending this task shall I torment
Standing in grace
Gone I will find myself lost
And still reach the top
Yesterday was reality
Lord I will sacrifice life
Is this fear undisguised
Standing outside a fatal scene
Walking through mist and the shadows
Close to this crossroad
Choosing the way for a future
Lies in our hands
Move on don't stop nor give up
No time, no waiting
Sentenced to reach, be a dreamer
Now hear my calls
Gone I will find myself lost
And still reach the top
Yesterday was reality
Lord I will sacrifice life
Is this fear undisguised
Standing outside a fatal scene
Hope shall guide us forever
Grant me time for our answer
Patronized, fragile dreams must stay alive
Hope shall guide us forever
Grant me time for our answer
Patronized, fragile dreams must stay alive
Think what's beyond this darkness
Waiting for answers
I will believe in my future
Dreams lies within
Bring me joy, bring me freedom
Bring me some conscience
Leave me with strength and respect
Lead me through pain
Gone I will find myself lost
And still reach the top
Yesterday was reality
Lord I will sacrifice life
Is this fear undisguised
Standing outside a fatal scene
Nothing you say, will change things
Grief from within still teach me
All of my past, in vain
Dark turns to light, turns to night-time
Seduced by a life so far from here
Now desolates from within
Bring back the joy take me back again,
Away from deception and pain
I'm aware, alone we are facing the dark
Chow me the way, guide me in the storm,
Care for me bring me some light
I am awake, alone we're waiting the dark
I am awake, alone we're waiting
Hope shall guide us forever
Grant me time for our answer
Patronized, fragile dreams must stay alive

song performed by by Zonata
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Where

The stars and the moon
Dance to their own
Silent tune - while somewhere
Light years away
In the deepest dark
Is a far brighter day;
Such great mystery I cannot hear
Nor can I see,
Contemplating, I wonder,
Is it life out there...
Or is it just me?
A friend says I am thinker.
But, I know
He is just being kind,
For I've never been inside an institution
That forms deep thoughts inside the mind.
- The wind and time
Relentlessly move along,
They go forever onward...
So soon, I will be forgotten and gone.
- The lights in the night sky
Refuse to fade and die,
And I here ponder
To where do they endlessly fly?
- Perhaps if I only had
More of that knowledge and education,
Then would raise
My lowly intellectual situation, and
Improve my meager station.
- But, then again
With or without me
The river of life
Shall continue to flow;
Therefore; 'tis best to just remain
Simple and free,
Let it all go,
'Where' all eventually must go.......

poem by Smoky Hoss
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