Kind of Confusion
Talent, as we call and refer, as an instinct
Valuable gift from God and very distinct
No one can compare it with anyone
It is rarely seen with someone
It is seen and observed for the kids
We can certain assume and have the lead
You can clearly distinguish and read
You need no certificate or any kind of feed
Yet you go to prove it before experts
When you face the world class of arts
Everyone will have to prove class and ability
They will know better and praise the quality
People may put you o prove skill
It may drain you out and kill
With single thought that you are worthless
And has no dedication or courage to face
Such things can not be denied
Certain hopes are grounded or bellied
Basic facts can not be denied
Yes hope and despair is definitely accompanied
One may come out with flying colors
His ability and strength is proved and adored
He has now everything ready to explore
He can add feather in cap and ask for more
There is no end to our ambition
These are the basic inhibitions
We are ambitious and over zealots
But certainly not the fool or idiots
One will have to prove the superiority
Life can not be stagnated and must move on with continuity
There should not remain any kind of confusion
Life is live race and must be seen as compulsion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In any direction
River water may flow in any direction
It has no such guiding path or selection
In normal course very calm and peaceful
Not to cause any harm and remain faithful
We don’t know when it may go in spate
Completely remain in uncontrollable state
Yes in certain stages she has no choice
Yet lot more to do with welfare and promises
Life is also same way totally unpredictable
We can do nothing even if in control and capable
How can we turn it to our advantage?
We can only try to write a anew page
How it turns out to be is anybody’s guess
Later on we can try to find out and trace
We may have failures with wrinkles on face
Still it is nice to live in with live race
We got to make it worthy and perfect
We may prove masters with our own acts
It may prove hard and unconvincing
Yet there has to be someway for retracing
We may die each day and relive
It has tremendous strength to believe
Else it may be stagnated and come to standstill
We got to overcome it with our strong will
Face it with strong resolve and fight it out
There is hope of ray even in worst rout
Whatever you make must be carefully thought
The solution is in sight and openly sought
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Final race
When you gain adulthood there comes real stage
You get to know many things coming of an age
You may love to make frequent contacts
Mingle with friends and try desperately to ignore facts
You come to know of grater responsibility
When hold a hand of female and demonstrate ability
That speaks of firm commitment and promises
Thousands of assurances with not single misses
At initial contacts you compromise some of the stands
That can be forgiven as happening between good friends
But when reassure of future tie up and whole of burden
You readily agree for everything and no idea strikes all of sudden
It is almost mirage and based on illusory things
It may turn soar, happy or any kind of things
You may argue in favor of going ahead
Provide clear way and distinct lead
Life is meant to struggle and endure
You may sometimes not find peace in entire tenure
Life may turn cruel and unending difficulties
But that does not relieve you from any of the responsibilities
You learn to live and stubbornly offer
You have all the preparation for final coffer
You are such an ideal for any eventuality
This fine blend quality makes you to prove ability
Only cowards may end the life in haste
The may not come at all or come very late
Yet it makes no difference for on going struggle
You may go on tackling and facing all troubles
Life may seem to be High Mountain
You may struggle hard to contain
Even though you may remain money less
You will definitely win the final race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It is me
It is me
I have found the key
The treasure is within my reach
I shall lay hand on you to teach
Come along, walk with me and stay
As I won't allow you to go away
Think seriously of becoming mine
You will always feel fine
Relation hangs on balance
Give respect and take it at once
Love to live with ideals and integrity
That shall prove your worth and ability
You are just like rose flower
Only of its kind with magic power
I know about your being in special position
As other flowers are fine but not with beautiful composition
You may be fine woman with super class
Drawing attention of everybody in mass
I have chosen as my favorite
Only tie may prove that I was right
Acknowledge our relation and say yes
Show the shine with beautiful smile on face
I shall take you along for ever
Only you can act for me as face saver
Friends may cut joke
Often with satire and powerful stroke
I shall have to cut sorry figure
If you are not making it sure
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Valued And Precious
To prove one's might,
Does not have to be with weapons.
In fact...
The proving of one's ability to show,
A power that is most effective...
Can be done economically.
To bring people to their knees in agony.
And the use of weapons is done,
To prove to anyone...
An ability to destroy possessions kept,
That are deemed valued and precious!
And lives lived and the quality of them,
Fit as prioritized on that list.
This...
Is NOT rocket science.
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A matter for no shyness
No one has escaped it so far
The distinct possibility is very far
There is no ban or bar
Cowards may face it in war
It will not take them away
They will be confused on the way
Who else can come to their rescue?
They have lost everything which was due
Nothing can be proved as such
You can do nothing or much
It may prove as disaster
He will become slave and not master
Guilt is inbuilt
Not to go in it
It may remain there
You can go no where
It will bother
Affect no other
Eat you up from within
Let it remain in
Don’t allow it to surface
No to shame on face
It is not the race
It shouldn't be hidden in any case
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am blind
I am as blind as anybody else
Always free without being tense
Nature has gifted me patience
I go slow and praise hence
People may be right when they compare even
My beauty with rose of beautiful garden
I feel shy and run away from the scene
It creates self prophesy and clearly seen
I may be unrestible and ordinarily figured
The beauty is for all human being assured
Some may be very good and outwardly shining
Others may be finding hard for defining
Female is as such very beautiful gift of nature
Life can be incomplete and so the future
She has all the reserves for making life beautiful
Normal tendency to remain calm and faithful
I have come across beautiful description of woman
They are termed as inseparable part of man
Man may be totally rudderless and blind
If he fails in his mission for female to find
She has golden shine in eyes and brightness on face
Any would fall for it and join the mad race
It is not for inviting any trouble but a challenge
A person has to prove himself and manage
Take it for granted if you stare at her constantly
You are in real love and fallen for it instantly
You are sure that she may prove good wife or mother
No one can fill that place indefinitely for others
There are enough sports for man to glorify
Only the things is she must feel and satisfy
She can make out what right or wrong
You can not take her for cheap song
She can be compared to any divine object
She has all powers to think and reject
She has powerful instinct to grasp your inner conflict
She may decide in favor with the kind act
Oh! Lady, O mother or sister of universe
We have so much in store to converse
You can be center of power and attraction
Let us confine ourselves to definite action
It will futile to attempt for forceful violation
It may leave many unanswered question
Otherwise also there is enough of congestion
Anything may prove contrary with suggestion
We are not talking of inner beauty
That has been given in abundance by almighty
It can spread message of love and unity
The life can be spent happily as entity
Let us join race for perseverance of human race
Man and woman have same story to tell on face
There is enough of plight in this lovely world
Let us remain one and in same fold
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Gold Ocean Delivered
I don't have anything to prove,
so many things have gone wrong.
But today I live my life without any judgment.
I don't have any thing to prove to the world.
I am over wishing I could be you.
No more Living my life thinking I have something to prove.
But today I live high and I only need to answer to you!
Time goes by so slow, when your clocking in
Time flies by when your not keeping a close eye..
I have nothing to prove. Such a freedom to feel like this!
So free and living life not worrying what everyone thinks.
I have nothing to prove! I live my life only answering to you!
Time goes by so slow, when your clocking in
Time flies by when your not keeping a close eye..
I only live my life for you. I don't owe anything! I already paid my dues.
I have nothing to prove. Such a freedom to feel like this!
So free and loving without anything to prove
I have nothing to prove! I live my life only answering to you!
Time goes by so slow, when your clocking in
Time flies by when your not keeping a close eye..
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It is you
it is not going to stop
you are always on top
in mind and at heart
looking damn handsome and smart
it had slowly start
i liked and felt like part
it is not going to end
we shall remain as friend
I continue to think and wonder
I understand and here line under
How more to convey and reveal?
It is from depth of heart to feel
I don't know how much we may last?
Life is moving on very fast
We are certainly going to make it success
There won't be any break up or pause
Though I am not supposed to fall
It was earnest and sincere call
It was attachment to be felt within
It was at first sight win
I wish it to happen again and again
My eyes just probe and train
All hopes lie on your single yes
Do it if you want shining on face
Nothing to speak but reflect on move
Love may speak silently and prove
What may speak from here stands to grow
It may reflect and clearly show
It is specially driven and understood
Implications and necessity as food
Is it not the friendship coming on fore
That was feeling not known before
I may err in reading the call
It may prove as very high wall
I may try to scale and be on top
There is no chance to come to stop
You may help me to overcome
That will be nice and welcome
I shall stay safe and secured
The place is very much assured
We got to move forward and claim
There is still full love in game
We got to make it reality
That shows our clear ability
We may sail and move to shore
We have still lot more ground to explore
We may appreciate each other and adore
It needs still more and more
We are no exception but a figure
It may may happen with all for sure
It is first and foremost necessity
It is to be enjoyed in simplicity
It is nice to observe decency
It may have lot of frequency
We may met often and observe
Still do not loose the sight and serve
You may go the to extreme end
We may still remain as very good friend
It is customary to be united in life and stay
We got to remain in circle and pave the way
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An ideas and idealism
Ideas and idealism doesn’t go together
There is constnt clash and always bother
What we think and do does not match
We leave he essence and and irrelevance catch
It is befooling the human race
There is no solirary case
It is practicised often and in defiance
It may be seen with variance
We appreciate the nonsense value of idealism
There is nothing such as realism
It lacks strength and wisdom
Such traversary is witnessed seldom
What do we profess and pracise different?
That lie is seen with eyes and is apprent
No one can claim it never existed?
Botth the things have never co-existed
One has to be given good bye
It is not worth or possible try
It can’t take us for too long
We can be proved any time liar and wrong
It becomes good opratory to profess
There is enough mastery to deceive and confess
One may become very clever and famous
He may not loose composure and look nervous
He may cleverly move with idealism
He may loudly come out with optimism
There won’t be any room for passimism
This is skill he may show to world for defeatism
Nothing last forever as lies do
This may not prove long time as true
Idea and idealism are conterary things
It has no relevence to prove something
We may like to present rosy picture
It may be seen and observed as bight future
It may prove oddysy and rare possibility
What can be seen later as non-reliability
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Prove It All Night
Ive been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean,
Tonight well drive that dusty road from monroe to angeline,
To buy you a gold ring and pretty dress of blue,
Baby just one kiss will get these things for you,
A kiss to seal our fate tonight,
A kiss to prove it all night.
(chorus)
Prove it all night,
Girl theres nothing else that we can do,
Sp prove it all night, prove it all night,
And girl Ill prove it all night for you.
Everybodys got a hunger, a hunger they cant resist,
Theres so much that you want, you deserve much more than this,
But if dreams came true, oh, wouldnt that be nice,
But this aint no dream were living through tonight,
Girl, you want it, you take it, you pay the price.
(chorus)
Prove it all night, prove it all night girl and call the bluff,
Prove it all night, prove it all night and girl,
I prove it all night for your love.
Baby, tie your hair back in a long white bow,
Meet me in the fields out behind the dynamo,
You hear the voices telling you not to go,
They made their choices and theyll never know,
What it means to steal, to cheat, to lie,
What its like to live and die.
(chorus)
To prove it all night...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Prove its worth
How person comes to be known?
Is it because of enormous wealth owned?
Nothing matters more if it is not sheer ability
Even thought you are weak and not mighty
As personal identity the perseverance is essential
There is clear evidence and weight is substantial
Initially some set backs possible but not always
It may in long run definitely pay
Life is for dreamers to prove its worth
It may not discourage with slight doubt of death
Life as such has to be lived up to full length
Perseverance of some thoughts may prove solid strength
No one is sure of life’s span
It can’t have set thinking or solid plan
Life can be taken as uncertainty and surged ahead
Some of the happenings can well be understood and read
If you survive the trend and heavy blows
The river can be controlled for its flow
The river bank may have little damage
But won’t be out of control to manage
The world is respecting only successful person
Whatever may be cause or any reason?
No one may follow you until you have ability
They may find the end result with fine quality
I knew and still concede the point
It is proper and wise hint
One must follow the safe route in convinced manner
The success may be had sooner or later
It is not easy to give sample advice
As life is not set on mechanical device
Some of the experience is gained through smooth passage
Some might have grabbed it in time with positive message
Let there remain mystery about life and its surroundings
Some of the bad consequences are always binding
People may not reject outright as it is nearly expected
It will change scenario only when fully understood and acted
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You are my opium
Is it a mystery to love you so,
Is it a myth that i cant forget you,
Is it a joke that i cry at times,
Is it a spell that im addicted
I search answers but reach none,
I search thought and reach some,
Its true, you are my opium
Did i forget to say bye,
Did i just shed a tear,
Did i just walk away,
Manhood and bravity,
Just to prove im a gentleman
Kiss me again and again
Just to prove you are my opium
I tell you i love you,
Just to prove im a gentleman,
You tell me i can go far,
Just to prove you are my opium
I tell you im sorry,
But you tell me otherwise
Just to prove you are my opium
Where are the stars,
Where is my old life,
You made me new,
You shuffled my life,
Just to prove you are my opium
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Sides Of Coin
Every coin has two sides
Angles different and wide
Nothing to conceal or nothing to hide
Life as such is cleverly denied
You are at mercy
Believe in him and obey as almighty
Either chooses between good and bad
Later on regret and feel sad
Gender also divided in two
Male and female to prove worth and true
Live here as simple as possible
Because life is full of struggle
Globe is also divided in two
Sky and earth can be called too
Only vacuum in between
Air remains not to be seen
Rich and poor has it own class
Rest fall in category as mass
The mighty and clever may pass
Rest all may be called fool or an ass
Husband and wife must pull together
As there is enough to gather
Life van may move smoothly
Only when you lead it happily
Come to halt when you smell danger
Never deal with an enemy in slight anger
You may loose the race and land in problem
Think over it nicely and pass on the blame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With A Pity That You Want
With a pity that you want,
To prove it.
With a pity that you want.
And with a pity that you want,
To prove it.
With a pity that you want.
You weep too deep,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
To realize...
A pain you keep.
With a pity that you want,
To prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Other people who have less,
Do their best to not in public bleed.
But...
You're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Yes you're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
You weep too deep,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
And your wants are weak.
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Other people who have less,
Do their best to not in public bleed.
But...
You're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Yes you're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
You're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Yes you're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Other people who have less,
Do their best to not in public bleed.
Oh...
But you're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
Yes you're one of those,
With a pity that you want to prove it.
With a pity that you want.
With a pity that you want,
To prove it.
With a pity that you want.
And with a pity that you want,
To prove it.
With a pity that you want,
To show you're one of those...
With a pity that you want,
To show exposed.
With a pity that you want,
To be one of those!
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Not a Bourgy Doer
I use to have issues with being emotionally needy.
Feeling I had to achieve to appease and please.
While experiencing a sense of abandonment...
And no one cared what was happening inside of me.
I use to be moody with a quick lip and attitude.
I knew as a child I had responsibilities.
And those children I knew had none or few.
As I grew older and more rebellious in mind,
I became more independent and less forgiving...
Of those who had direction in their lives of some kind.
Although I am no longer there where I had been...
Emotionally I remain protective,
And free to speak without a need to be touched.
'Too bourgy and aloof,
Using that as an excuse to feed.'
Who me?
'Yes you!
Just too bourgy and aloof,
Out to prove that you can do and succeed.'
Not me...
I'm not a bourgy doer.
'But you're bourgy and aloof,
Using that as an excuse to feed.'
Who me?
'Yes you!
You're out to prove.
You're bourgy and aloof.
Out to prove that you can do and succeed.'
Not me...
I'm not a bourgy doer.
Or out to prove a thing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kind approach
What importance we give to children?
Are they not the messenger from heaven?
Can they prove apostle of peace and preacher?
In times to come they can prove best teacher
Children are quick and apt to learn new language
No institution or classes can handle or manage
Small kids learn new words and easily convey
That is how statussstics reveal and show the survey
Always to learn frankness and jovial mood
They run all over the place without caring for food
Ask for nothing but create home as heaven
We know wealth can’t offer mental peace even
Stress and tension may disappear with their smile
You may forget pain for a little while
So much innocence and tight grip with embrace
Great relief in mind even when danger you face
God may appear on beautiful face of child
Enemy may also be seen as kind and mild
Who will want to be stupid and look blind?
Child may do mischief but we may not mind
It is our foolishness that we are too hostile
Thrash them for mistakes and shout for while
You will take time to cool down and budge
They may still come to you as last refuge
They are our hope and shine in midnight
Sometimes may guide and not allow to fight
Our hopes may not be balled as sun rises
No more worry or despair even with deepening crisis
Have to be little cautious while showing anger
Not to prove harsh daddy or simply as manager
We live lasting impression in their delicate mind
We got to solve their puzzle with approach kind
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Affected'!
They perceive themselves to be intelligent.
So they do their best to impress.
Expressing a kind of...
Hollowness.
And hints they have become,
'Affected'!
Without one sign,
That shows them to be basic.
Nothing to prove them to be grounded at all.
Not to anything of structured stability.
'Affected'!
Blinded by the blaze of pretension.
'Affected'!
That's what we use to call folks like that!
A tossed salad of deluded exclusiveness.
Harmless as well as annoying.
And difficult to keep respected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prove Your Love
Written by christine mcvie.
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh...
I want to be, inside your heart
Thats place, the place for me
But I could understand, it wont be easy
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Like I say it aint easy
To let your heart run wild
So if you want to please me baby
Then dont act like a child
But I can understand, it won t be easy
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
It doesnt matter if youre far away
Or right here by my side
Thats the way I feel about it
We cant let the whole thing slide...
So if you cant see me
Right where you are
They why dont you send for me baby
By the nearest star
It wont be easy, and youve got to prove
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Ooooohhhh, oooooohh, ooooooh...
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Someone to overrule
Don't make someone to over rule you
As it may prove later on untrue
You will pushed in to corner
The fate will be sealed later
If they have any other alternative
Let them act honest and suggestive
The response has to be positive
Not in action but intent too indicative
Life the life magnificently
As you have means to manage it efficiently
What could not be had in hand?
A froe can’t be turned immediately into friend
You have all the way something to pick
Good or bad but not with the guidance of stick
It is not for drawing the immediate relief
As it may come in due course with strong belief
Of course, you need good companion
Strong bond with permanent union
Where No one can wedge a drive
Strongly lead and firmly believe
Invite all those suggestions in reality
That may prove your will and ability
As life is not meant to be ended in despair
It is not advisable. Good or fair
Love to last till the end of journey
That is also a wish of almighty
It depends how you lead in any way
But see that goal remains with you and not drifted away
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I would not want to spell
As it may not find favor and go well
Everybody has will power and search engine
The quality gifted so is considered divine
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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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