Joyfully Serve
I prefer not to walk alone
As the journey may be considered as half gone
Enjoyed by one and shared by none
So it must be accompanied by someone
Not that it is must and necessary
Yet everybody wants to marry
Willing to share the burden and carry
Enjoy it with responsibility and remain merry
Stay as near as possible
Nothing to worry about troubles
As they may come and go
But we may certainly grow
No liability as has been put
As life is no short cut
Love is to rule and affection is to take over
Both may work as one and provide cover
It is not the quest for gain
It is to develop bond and remain
Together for life and share
The fruits of journey and dare
You may depart one day
But to show others the way
Presence may not be that important
Yet the result may be seen instant
Did you even see old couples?
Walking with sticks among people
No worry for death to take over
Yet with so much happiness there
I request all to shed differences, if any
Make it fine resolve to carry
Life till the end of curve
Beautiful end and joyfully serve
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Burden To Carry
Every man has a burden to carry
And some seem to carry it very well
While others complain, about the burden and strain
And as their fall from grace to all they must tell.
They will blame all others for the life they live
And then brag and lie for pity and shame
They will tell themselves to halt, that it was never their fault
So they figure their loss will also be their gain.
Every man has a burden to carry
And some need to carry that burden alone
As they don't seek help, from no one but themselves
And only GOD will feel their pain or hear them moan.
The burden they have is their right of passage
As they walk through life to become a man
Every step that they take, another worry they will forsake
And truly that a vigilante only he should understand.
Every man has a burden to carry
And so many carry it with a vigor and pride
As they head down the road, with their own life's load
While keeping a happiness and love and joy deep inside.
They live the life that was presented to them
And never once do they complain or quit
They take life in it's stride, they throw their chest forward in pride
And what they lost or will loose, they will never miss.
Every man has a burden to carry
And to see it just look upon a mans face
He will either be wearing a smile, like holding a child
Or else you'll see pain and sorrow and even disgrace.
Just walk in his footsteps at least one time
Take his journey as he run's or walks or even tarries
Then you will feel the weight, that man can't escape
As every man has a burden, that he must carry.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Who Will It Be
Who will take care of you when you get older
When you are walking down life’s road
Who will be there, with love and also care
When you, yourself are old.
Who will hold your hand and walk with you
When you are walking down life’s road
Who will be at your side, to be your guide
Who, but only you will know.
Who will carry you if you become to tired to walk
When you are walking down life’s road
Who will carry your weight, and wont hesitate
Who could be that proud and bold.
Who will stay at your side and will not leave you
When you are walking down life’s road
Who will wipe away your tear, and soothe your fear
Who will comfort your mind and soul.
Who will be there with you till the very end
When you are walking down life’s road
When you see the mistakes, that you did make
When your life unto you will unfold.
Who will be there to tell you goodbye
When your journey ends on life’s road
When you take those steps, with sadness and regret
Who will be the one with love to show.
poem by Randy McClave
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Nice to worry
It is always nice to worry
As life can not ended in hurry
It will have its own time to click
Whether you are alright or sick
Life is considered as mystery
Useless things to carry
Remain sad or make it merry
Problems may always be there to vary
We have no time to pray God
As we are burdened with the load
Why can’t we read between lines?
As world from other side is seen very fine
The worries may never go off
We have so much tension and enough
It is routine and can not lead us to be upset
We must tackle calmly and then forget
Sometimes you are seized with no worry
Then also you are worried and feel sorry
Life seems so hollow and unworthy
You feel dejected and seek sympathy]
It is human nature to dream for more
Always wants to win over others and score
Such unhealthy thoughts push you to the extreme
The shot sure battle is lost and making chance very grim
It will never end till your death
You may worry about how others will be laying wreath
It is none of your concern how people will react after
If you disclose such things then they will roar into laughter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple action
The success is not thrown away easily
Its fruits must be enjoyed merrily
It will be considered as silly
If you can’t capitalize it vigorously
It has to be woven with simple action
There has to be some direct relation
It has to be proved as model for others
It has to be shared particularly with brothers
It can’t remain as secret
Make it known or others to let
Remember them and don’t forget
Ground is to be explored when it is wet
It may yield very good result
The strength may main as inbuilt
You have all the sincerity and no guilt
No one may be in position to humiliate you with insult
Share the burden and share the fruits
Crunch the thirst with simple water or juice
Remove the gloom by offering delight
You have chosen the path true and right
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To My Friend Ben
A friend, a rejoice, It my friend Ben
thinking about you, I took my Pen
Towards all your dreams You did run
and mailing, caring had been always a fun
As the life did unfold with its memorable turn
with loads of love and happiness urn
Jack came in to spread the wings of joy
to make a complete man of a tomboy
Both of you being my friends is my joy
no matter where this life goes and dry
Time did never matter for sure
distance could never takes its lure
for the friendship that withstood all
will never gets lost till i have a fall
We shared happiness, worries and joy
did discuss things crazy and stories of Troy
When ever life had a joy to share
i would only wish you are aware
when ever life had a worry to fret
I have Ben to share and i do bet
Thank you Friend
You are there till the end
Christmas round the corner
You both fill the thoughts to adore
Have a fairy tale days to come
Enjoy you life's ride like in Brum.
With loads of affection to you and Jack
Sree
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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Flower's Boom
How an earnest quest can end in happiness?
When fulfilled, will certainly glow your face
Grief disappears and starts balanced new journey
Worry remains only for getting more money
I am not for making only friends
I want life beautifully come to an end
How can I have it in rest of the life?
As it has proved difficult as an edge of knife
It looks as if the treasure is hidden
Without it, the life goes on with burden
Nothing seems in sight and spent with full of worries
It is like cart full of load and simply and we all carry
Our eyes rest on some beautiful object
We try to pick it up but soon restrict the act
Same happens with the choice of life partner
We see many flowers but avoid it being as Gardner
Some of the close friends can make it easy
Arrange the meeting and make you busy
Rest can be handled skillfully to the conclusion
Friends can remove misgivings later if existed any confusion
So it required some link to be able to score
You can only put best efforts and explore
This part is so much important
Later on in life there can be improvement
It is equally important for female
As she may be needing trustworthy male
Life can’t be pushed further smoothly
Until that has been agreed to act faithfully
There will real happiness and flower’ boom
There should be left no doubt with any room
It is simple trust and to last till remains together
The storm may come in life and simply wither
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You May As Well Be Happy
You may as well be happy for your troubles only few
And compared to many others hardships you've not been through
Some people know great poverty and their life journey uphill
But they make the most of their lives and they live on with a will.
And when your little worries with another you do share
He only shrugs his shoulders as if to say I do not care
For he has his own troubles and that for him enough
His life journey is uphill and the path he climb is rough.
You may as well be happy for a smile don't cost a thing
And the sound of happy laughter to it has a pleasant ring
And make the most of every day your troubles only small
For the simple gift of happiness is the greatest gift of all
You may as well be happy no need for you to feel sad
For compared to some other people your life not at all bad
And if you walk around with a happy look and to others smile and say hello
Then you spread the gift of happiness and of you they wish to know.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Marry Me
He
Marry me marry me
Come and share my destiny
Pair with me
Dare with me
Stand up and declare with me
For we are now
Man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
I want you right there with me
Marry me
She
Marry me marry me
Come and share the best in me
Care with me
Bear with me
Raise another heir with me
For we are now
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Solemn vow
Throughout life
Home is where you carry me
Marry me
Both
We are now man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
Lovingly
Prayerfully
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
song performed by by Nina Simone
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The natural course
I never felt dissatisfied and lamented
The natural course and behavior always appreciated
Never condemned bad and gave so much importance to good
As both were to be balanced and properly understood
One can not be equated with another
As one leads to joy and another leads to bother
Both carry significance in life and stay together
For one thing we shy off and for another carry a feather
People or for that matter everybody prays a rising sun
They go after it and sometimes make lots of fun
Lot many words are said in praise only to please
With expectation of some favor in return or release
It is human tendency to look for and go with sunny side
The angle has always remained narrow and differences very wide
Everyday we come up with strong resolve to fare better
But soon forget to take up or push for the stage later
Life as such is considered precious
You may cope up with problems and become famous
It has double tendency to take you up and excel
Or push down to valley and show you real hell
Everybody will not be blessed with comforts
We come through unnatural death reports
Some people are afraid of and end life with suicides
Life becomes intolerable and frustration is unbearable to hide
Life can’t be carried on with heavy burdens
It must be faced with lots of struggle even
It is mental feeling and forces us to loose patience
Life can be lived full length despite lot many odds presence
If death has to take over then no one can rescue
It has to come by any means if destiny is due
We are here to fulfill the mission and come alive
The life philosophy must be understood and believed
Many have taken birth this before and gone peacefully
Their names are inscribed on stones as they lead it successfully
If their contribution was well worth and exemplary
Their name was to be considered as formidable and necessary
At one particular moment you are at height of the peak
At very next moment you are pushed on the ground as weak
Your place is taken over by another deserving and capable man
Hence life is to be understood properly and lived as human
We need not worry about tomorrow’s fate
We will be no more to witness it on that date
Let life be enjoyed as is blessed in present form
Let us learn closely and stay properly informed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Less selfish
How can I be less selfish than others?
When whole attention is paid on weather
People talk of more rain and flood
Where as I fear about shortage about food
There are some restrictions on your utterances
People object too much and draw the inferences
There is high controversy when you move in casual manner
People try to spoil your image with the help of spanner
Yet I know self love is most important and very much crucial
It has been established time and again despite vehement denial
Who can be trusted if he says that he cares not for self?
When there is enough at stake and free to grab from sea shelf
It is rightly said “self love is most important”
All happiness comes quickly and instant
If you are well of with all the luxury at hand
Whole world come to you and make you good friend
Yet in public domain you got to be little cautious
As your presence in public life is observed continuous
Little fault is seen as big as coconut fruit
Otherwise there is little substance in it or truth
But I learned a lot from this theory
If you love less yourself then you got to feel little sorry
No one may come forward for you to worry
The whole burden later may fall on you to carry
Try to be honest as far as possible
But that should not create problem or trouble
Charity or public life is unrewarding
Public image is eroded with shameless wordings
Even if you remain with high integrity and spotless career
People may try to find out by coming very near
They will know for sure its futility
But there is always difference between good and bad quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Frozen to Death
I wanted not to be frozen to death
As it was life time wish to remain with
Fear was just gripping me from inside
Chances were there and differences very wide
I can afford no more isolation
As I have developed sound relation
It is fine tuning with you on sound footing
No more trouble ideas are shooting
I can have no peace with disturbed news
My relation with you can’t have any more reviews
It is firm and never getting strained
Little upset thought makes me completely drained
I would prefer death in your hand
This may prove to be real companion and friend
Life can be meaningless if there is no aim
I would love to be very near and earnestly claim
I have placed my existence at your door
I shall be nothing and look very poor
It is you who has made me priceless
I can move among people with bright face
Each day brings me message of love
I remain calm and peacefully drove
You are at heart and very much in centre
No other man can simply occupy the position or enter
Some unknown factors trouble
I loose the patience and fumble
I shiver with some cold in spine
There something more to make me feel fine
I would want that you stay always near
Make me comfortable without any fear
I shall be worry free in your presence
This I feel is true and real essence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful Life, Beautiful!
Beautiful is life, beautiful,
So beautiful it will be,
With beloved share smile and laugh
When the one share his own,
Seeing and feeling not alone,
Not only sharing sorrow and happiness,
Everything they feel and think,
But also sharing everything they eat and drink!
Sharing the same cloth,
Sharing all weight and burden,
Sharing the same umbrella,
In hot Sun and rain!
Sharing the weight of bag and luggage,
Smiling together like kids of tender age!
Beautiful is life, beautiful,
When both stay together,
Lay together on Same cot,
Drink from same pot,
same room if they share,
Same eyes to look at things,
Same ears to listen to music,
Same taste in all and Everything,
Beautiful life, beautiful,
How beautiful mind is,
When heart sees
sweet heart,
we feel our beloved share
Everything with,
pain and sorrow,
But not the pain of heart,
as we are so feeble that,
we can't share his grief and sorrow
One day we will be with him and share his burden with ever lasting smile!
Beautiful life, beautiful will be,
Beautiful days will be
when I grow up to share his pain!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Viking
We are the Vikings that is looking for war
Slaying and raping and killing them all
We travel around from town to town
Searching for women to have us some fun
We are the last of the evil
Nobody gets in our way
Thor is our God and our guide on the way
We're gonna make you pay
As we walk on our journey through life
We're gonna see some pain in your eyes
Sometimes are good times and sometimes are bad
We must carry on
We must carry on
Right now
People are trying to fight against us
With speers and axes and life as a loss
We are the strong and we are the cruel
We're only here to get You
We are the last of the evil
Nobody gets in our way
Thor is our God and our guide on the way
We're gonna make you pay
As we walk on our journey through life
We're gonna see some pain in your eyes
Sometimes are good times and sometimes are bad
We must carry on
We must carry on
Right now
Graves been digged on places we been
Blood on our hands and blood on our feet
We are the Vikings that sailed through the seas
We're gonna kill you and set your soul free
We are the last of the evil
Nobody gets in our way
Thor is our God and our guide on the way
We're gonna make you pay
As we walk on our journey through life
We're gonna see some pain in your eyes
Sometimes are good times and sometimes are bad
We must carry on
We must carry on
Right now
song performed by by Zonata
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Pieces Of Pieces (Ed 2)
i hope all and every piece of pieces
of life comes a journey
to start yet another journey
of life
as we do live a life
in grace and blessings of the most high
to live as people of peoples and nations
from yard and abroad
as we inter-act with those we never ever imagined
we could know nor share a word of business with
but through the nature of the almighty and creation
we met to gather and share
a tradition of culture and flair
a unity of people connecting
and linked by culture
a spiritual necessity of the community
of kasane and plateau
and the villages of the enclave
to a cultural spectrum of culture
as we do live a life
a journey from within each of us as people
to gather and gain to share
and give an emotional strength
to a thought, of some sort...
at that time, on a sunny sunday
blessed is this sunday my dear
well, my thoughts are well to a river
as i carry me a river
there by sevuva river of the rapids
and stay put to meditate and relate
with nature and existence in its form
whence me come a river
and listen to the birds
so mellow
and the river peoples of the impalila island
a stone throw
across the chobe-zambezi river
this sand
on my feet i could feel
the hotness
of an adventure and breeze
let me take you by the rapids....
and go sevuva rapids....
***extract from 'pieces of pieces of life' march 2012 ebook
a people with focus, patience and determination is a people. a lady with self respect, intelligence, stillness, love and affection is a one good and blessed lady. a man with energy, go-getting, attentive, self respect, love and affection is a real godly man.
this means we all need some love to get and give and likewise.
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Little Sorry
Worry will make you little sorry
Make you bull for burden to carry
Break you body tore part
Hasten your death to depart
Body may look intact but slowly burn
All parts may loose harmony and turn
Against your wish and disobey
You will not want any more to stay
It has always been formidable weapon
You cause the worry and battle is won
Enemy may die for the concern of what will happen
He will loose half the empire before even
It can be planed any where
By almighty and even by anybody who can dare
Leave behind spark of suspicion
And it may pose very big question
The tree may burn whole by lightening strike
The poor may die even with fear of price hike
Tomorrow may seem to be a great burden
Person may think more of it and die in turn
Wife may think often about divorce
This may be compelling force
Nobody will be at ease
The worry must be controlled before its release
It should not be caused to others
The weak may not be able to address
We should see to it considerably
Leave it behind and counter it happily
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Like an adventure
as we grow
life takes us to the battle field
where we have to fight in order to survive
life is all about war
dealing with heart break
with sorrow and pain
as we goes through life '
the harder it will get
when i open my eyes
is when i begin to see
how hard it is to get what we wanted
life never goes our way
that's the sadden of me
life is like a roller coaster
let; s enjoy the ride
life is like an adventure
that will; never come to an end
you die it goes along without you
you alive it goes with you
i life there's no option
you bleed to carry on
again
life is like a roller coaster
let's enjoy the ride
life is like a journey
everyday we learn a new story
everyday we face a new challenge
life is like a adventure
it takes us anywhere
it blows us anywhere and whenever
sometimes life burn us
where we have to turn to ashes
let's all accept it and enjoyed the journey
like an adventure
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
poem by Precious Mason
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In My Womb
I had whole world in my womb
Happiness, worry, uncertainty all working like bomb
May soon explode to scatter the life's ambition
To put before the world my beautiful child for exhibition
I am breeding lovely and divine part
I shall hold it till the life lasts
Not to share it with any one
Except me and I alone
Oh what is this noise around me?
Why am I undergoing pain to feel free?
The new born is hitting me from inside
Just sliding down to come hastily and stay with my side
I loose control over self and go in silence
The baby has alighted in world and shown the presence
I have been informed of her arrival
With blood on body and spread over all
The cord has been cut
The baby is nicely put
My bond with her may last soon
Bodily separated but looks like a silver moon
'Look here' I am blessed with motherhood
Whole of the worlds know about it and rightly understood
What can be life without its attainment?
Lovely to feel in entire life with beautiful comments
Any mother may feel proud
When she can speak very loud
Of her and about beautiful child
To see nothing around as if being blind
Mothers are such and made of fine material
No one can opine differently and offer denial
She is very much inseparable part
Till we live long and finally depart
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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May Come And Go
Each year may come and go
With different colors like rainbow
Many things to remember and many to forgo
Some time to keep quiet and sometimes to blow
Colors all carry with same importance
Each represents mood with chance
Life too must be finely woven
Smoothly and carefully driven……
We may sometimes celebrate it as birthday
To find new hope for coming days
Not to shed tears for what has gone away
But with new resolve o find alternate way
We name it as anniversary and try to enjoy
To hide the draw backs it is clear employ
How the children enjoy with new toys
Funny way to deal with by all naughty boys
It is required and I fee it necessary
The joy may invariably vary to some degree
Yet fine medium to find among friends and relatives
The joy and happiness really remain subjective
I turn new leaf in life journey
Wish only happy moments and not the money
I wished every one to be happy and with me
As it had driven me in happy mood and totally free
Each year must count on new vigor
Strength and resolve must go in for
To achieve new peaks and earn the fame
There is nothing more to pass on as blame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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