Kind Or hollow words
Why words are considered hollow?
Why taken differently if spoken slow?
Why taken as offensive if spoken little louder?
Well all in same manner if equally not offered
How come they form a rhythm when arranged?
How come they offer solace when offered to aged
Same usage but with different attitude and spirit
May have nice effect if mixed with nice bits
It lands person into rage
The moments something is spoken in haste
It crates anger and loud explosion
Putting an end to cordial relation
Words same but effects many
Tongue is considered to be thorny
It has no bone but slips to may direction
Then question arises about its wrong application
Same words can be taken into holy verses
And at the same time effective outrage with abuses
Person can loose temper and attack with wild emotions
The relation deteriorate with very fast motion
They are sharper than swords
One is called weapon and another as words
Both have same bearing so far result is concerned
Person is at lose when gripped and cornered
How a person can be threatened?
And with sweet words welcomed
Oh, god what a tremendous use of tongue
Let the use of words remain vague
It can hurt, kill, antagonize and make you laugh
As if one side joy and other side agony in half
Same way application with reasonable way can yield result
All may remain happy without fearing insult
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Cut With Weapon
I could see throats are cut with weapon
It may be considered killing as gruesome and wanton
It takes place in day light or in dead silence of night
Where it results from fierce attack or fight
What next when moment is over or anger dies down
For professional killers it is just a job and reaction unknown
For ordinary person it was rage and crime committed
Feeling is so intense and hence the act is admitted
Such is cruel mentality where people are done to death
Very bad name or shame is brought on the face of earth
The weapons cut deeper into the human body
The souls is gone away and cared by nobody
This is instant action and its result is also instant
But we never intend to do it or simply want
We want that person is removed temporarily from scene
But never want that person is no more seen
Some more lethal weapons are in our armory
Use of sharp words has enough to inflict with sorry
It may burn the person with lots of concern and worry
Day and night he will be engulfed with burdens to carry
The words play havoc with and cause immense damage
It not only spoils the relation but goes out of control to manage
The countries stand at war if customary language is not used
Cordial relation wrack the bond and situation is never defused
Words are sharper than edge of the weapons
Weapon kill a person on the sport wordy war goes on
Person pursues it endlessly for connivance
Use of both is dangerous and must be brought to an end at once
Good smile with use of nice words heal the wounds
No hostility or enmity is seen or ever found
Relation mushrooms as cordiality insists
Peace is apparent and prosperity exists
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bitter words
Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling
It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before
Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer
It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say
We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press
Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive
It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain
Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense
Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A word slip
You need to understand and allow
it is necessary to correctly follow
the words are like sharp edge of an arrow
it may hit in bull and show
The result is is for sure
before speaking anything you must assure
what words are to be spoken and for whom?
will it invite wrath or gloom?
It serves no purpose if fired in air
it will create horniest nest with split hair
the damage done may be far reaching
you must weigh the decision and resort to soul searching
It doesn't go well with loose talk
even you can be judged from your walk
The turn out and speech may reveal what you are
it may not allow you to go very far
The words prove very sharp
it may repeatedly strike and harp
you may have lots of things to reveal
the irony of fact is that you can not conceal
It is great tragedy if things are not properly conveyed
you may be left in lurch and totally dismayed
the damaging part must be immediately stayed
the skill is powerful weapon and must be carefully played
Words here and there may invite serious trouble
it may not die out easily like water bubble
it will stay in mind for long time to come
you will be strongly countered by more or some
The tongue has no bone
it may speak well and things are done
little use of offensive words means you are gone
the strong relation may be interrupted and undone
You speak at the back and they will bounce you back
the whole structure will be shaken even if supported by jack
it is creating mistrust and that brings an abrupt end
in relation and shutting the door for the friends
If spoken mildly or whispered gently in the ear
the friendship may last for many more years
it is creation of sacred bond that lasts forever
the words must find favor however
It might have been spoken unintentionally
the effect must be sidelined marginally
it is always taken care of generally
the harsh language or offensive words are not spoken usually
It is unbecoming of gentleman if one he can not understand simple courtsey
it can not shown or displayed by having wealth or money
This may automatically come by experience or passing of an age
the slip of tongue should avoided and leave some room to manage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An open criticism
I hated most to be called lazy
I keep my self engaged and remain busy
It is funny and very easy
To create flutter and make it noisy
We tend to become idle and relax so much
When not seized with problems as such
It is day to day affairs and must be tackled properly
It is appreciated very much when put across wisely
It is good sign to remain always active
It is equally bad sign if you expose as reactive
People may count you as hostile and immature
It may block your chances and make you insecure
It is not right on our part to offer arguments at criticism
It is known lacuna and allowed in humanism
We simply offer advice or comments without being asked for
It simply creates distrust and situation like mini war
We must learn to sustain the criticism at any cost
It is very severe and considered as worst
Why do we employ double standard when we are at fault?
It adds to woe and agony as if wounds are filled with salt
It keeps you worried all the time for critical remarks
It generates ill will and controversy sparks
It leads to heated arguments and strain the relation
To patch up later on becomes impossible and out of question
It has become now fashion to point out the lapses
No one cares as to what should be done to avert crisis
It is easy to spoil the relation and add fuel to fire
It takes less time to appreciate and admire
Words once spoken can’t be taken back
It may develop bitterness and relation may crack
It may also cause irreparable damage
It may slip out of control to manage
I shall sand to loose in all the respects
Who will search the soul and inspect?
There is something like good humor
It is best weapon in your armor
You inflict injury and your opponent may not come to know
Nice words spoken with sweetness may try to soothe and woe
It is how we tackle and come to an understanding
It is strongest and permanent thing for bonding
Think before doing any criticism and giving reaction
It will have equal force for reaction and action
Where we will be heading for to take refuge?
This is not small task but very important and huge
Let us share the dignity and honor at every stage
It may pen new era on shining page
It is essential to work for common cause
There has to be full stop or permanent pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Always rememeber
Don't forget to wish a person
it has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
'Hello brother' I pray for you to lord
It doesn't cost you anything
You stand to gain something
It is considered as good manner
You can do it without any banner
Bitterness may go in seconds
you need not go and find the words
it has its own magical spell
everything may look so well
It takes so much time to patch
Time is precious and you can't catch
You will have to act fast with all possible means
You may not find hatred but only love scenes
you just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
it will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect
what do we loose if we say simple 'hello'?
It is mere invitation for things to follow
forget the bad things and insult to swallow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low
Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to be slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello'
it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness will be seen everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge
What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen
Enemy can't face you with powerful weapon
He may be in real confusion to find out the reason
Love can't be substituted with any kind of gesture
Wish al the persons sincerely and make it sure
No mad person may come and simply assault
He may have some grudge against you for some fault
Love can melt his anger and help o evaporate
We can't simple blame it to a fate
If you give proper care and attention to plant
It will stand erect with pride and never slant
It too needs everything with mild touch
We must behave in cordial manner as such
If you show same courtesy to youngsters
They may prove humble and not turn as gangsters
Who can be blamed for their lack of understanding?
It may really be considered as peaceful ending
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shed Under Tree
I am misunderstood by my actions
I can visibly read their reactions
Neither can I claim that good
Not I perform poorly or that bad
May be some other definition is awaited
They have always laughed at me and taunted
How could I find out the reason?
As no one is willing to consider me as good person
I would love prove myself very right
Even I shall offer to go for right cause and fight
I am picking little clues about their irritation
I think I am poorly painted with that relation
May be I am little hasty
May be my words are not that sweet or tasty
From the beginning I have lacked the politics
In today’s date it is considered as very basis
I have fewer friends and more critics
They are intelligent people with good sense of clerics
They want everything to be presented in precise terms
This attitude only fails me and turns against
Sometimes I wish for their funeral
Join in procession and offer tribute of floral
But certainly that position may be taken over by somebody else
The position will remain same and not changed hence
Person can remain greedy and self centered
He will be respected and good position offered
People respect and favor the favorable wind
Where is the time with them for true things to find?
I wish to confine and stay alone
But not waiting for times to be gone
As it will amount to be wasting time and be selective
God will not forgive me fore remaining inactive
Life is not meant for simply eating and spending
Animals do the same and thus simply ending
It must be offered not fully but to lesser degree
Like offering shed as is done by giant tree
Life must have some kind of orientation
It need not be puzzled with many questions
It has very short and limited duration
If we can use it for strengthening the relation
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The effect of words
Her words stung like a wasp
Their effect had me in a sad grasp
I never knew words hurt so much
Those words postulated a form of retouch
You see;
Words make you
Words break you
Words can set you free
Words can let you be
You see;
Words tend to hurt
When dished out carelessly without effort
The right choice of words can give hope
The wrong choice of words can take away hope
And make someone tie themselves with a rope
Words can make you love
Words can make you hate
Words can encourage
Or set you on a stormy rage
Words need to be sensitive
Words can be expensive
When constructively comprehensive
If you dismiss words saying they don't hurt
You are wrong my dear, so wrong
Then why do we have courts?
Saturated with overpriced lawyers
Confusing us with grammer
Abusing us with grammer
Reducing any chances of freedom if you stammer
As you stand before that vicious unpredictable hammer
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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Working on the value of words
Working on the value of words
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some words require more
more than being spoken
written, read or listened to
some words need feeling
given their own soul
a touch of emotion
some words fall easily
across the page
or off the tongue
like a catchphrase
meaning almost nothing
words without value
spoken to be heard
said and not listened to
or written and missed
all without feeling
give words emotion
soul, fire and life
give words value
work the next line
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Definition of the truth and lie
The truth
Some words hidden
In the depth of conscience,
Are dug out with the showel of honesty,
And decorated on the tongue,
To slip away.
Lie
Some words remain on the tongue all the time,
Without the refuge of conscience,
And spoken freely,
As God is no more.
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Kind words
Kind words have got no parallel
They play good role and excel
They are very vital in any field
They exert influence and results yield
What a beautiful response you get?
Bitterness disappear and soon to forget
Opening of new relation with warmth
No scuffle, no bad feeling aftermath
In day to day life it has lot more to do
It makes your way smooth to get through
You face no hurdle and it is easy going
Everything is perfect with smooth sailing
It enhances your status and personality
You are in position to prove your ability
You can easily draw adversary to your side
As you have greater insight with angle wide
It has got soothing effect if two good words are spoken
Dead lock is finished and long silence is broken
It costs nothing extra if one uses cautious mild words
It is leaving behind very good impression after words
It has got wide recognition and realized too
Some solid force is behind and it is also true
It has wide impact and leaves behind good will
It holds its ground making everybody to feel
Eco balance of mind disturbed with slight bitterness
It gets inflamed with unpleasant frankness
Bold words may sometimes have undesirable effect
Person may bear ill will in mind and surely act
It is advisable not to act in haste and use words
It inflames the mind and doesn’t allow us to absorb
Surely it is unproductive to feel ill treated
The behavior and response counts how it is meted
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Surrender To Lord
Legend says' don't hurt any one'
Even by gesture or words alone
But also not to look with vicious eye
Such attempts may be called futile try
Person may come to know what is in your mind
What excuses you are trying to find?
He may not make it known in public
But may know the aim with instinct
So many people avoid ill fate
They get some hint before it is too late
They are forced to act despite unwillingness
They may pursue it as if faced by mad chase
God has always remained merciful
Some kind of tragedy may take place and prove harmful
Yet there is some good result behind incidence
People may exclaim 'look you have escaped by grace'
Each and every step has His blessings
You get everything in time and nothing misses
If not today, you may certainly get it with double benefit
Only condition is that you got to be right person for it
'We err and tender the apology in prayer'
Take solace in asking reprieve by going near
At least resort to by remembrance of few holy words
With eyes almost close and sincere surrender to lord
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Other
I do not have to be mad
For the anger to build up within me
I am a human being
Money and fame come and go
But we long for few things
I being a father of children
Become a child
I have a mother
But find a mother in other
When other does bother
I am the happiest
But when the other ignores
I go wild
Use words
Which are called obscene
Where's obscenity when
Everything is open
Give me a better word angel
I will change my language
Anger builds up from within
I am called mad
But a mad person rushes
For anything and everything
Sane seldom care
May be mad are better
In understanding the needs
Anger builds up from within
But anger is not anger
We are lost as ever for words
Give me a better word angel
I will change my language
Anger here is a hunger
I remain hungry for words
And for affection
Which I shower on the other all the time
Words never come
I see the tears
I cannot wipe
Who am I?
I can only cry
Anger will remain
I express
I am a child
Cannot hide my feelings
Please be my mother
You the other
You are distant
But other part of me
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Silence 1.
Most times when I'm hurt,
My silence speaks for me.
She speaks very loud;
Even louder than a megaphone.
I choose to be silent, -
When most things happen,
Not because I cannot speak;
Nor that my words have evaded me,
But because in my silence-
There's a challenging power.
Sometimes in my fears,
When my heart is filled with love,
And my eyes with tears;
I learn to love, just like a dove.
My mouth moves to speak,
But is suddenly cut short by silence,
Silence in love, silence in fear.
Silence in tears, silence in joy;
And when I'm in this mood,
My silence stands so tall-
Even taller than a giant;
She makes her way; -
Even more than spoken words.
Spoken words of loud emotions,
They meet my silence-
And they tremble in awe.
I could hear those words;
They say to themselves,
'How art silence so mighty? '.
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Furious Way
You had gone blind
From kind to unkind
You strained the relation
Forget about the appreciation alone
Now also you run in direction
Where absolutely needed no action
Your prestige is salvaged
As you have ably managed
Words can't be enough always
That can lead you to good way
Words are after all words
Only means to learn and look forward
It did hurt me often
But you were not bothered even
You did what you wanted!
And I almost fainted
No worth can be realized
Until it is proved and obliged
It has its own meaning
It is simple way of winning
Sometimes truth is taken for lies
It has no other means to try
It is like vast horizon with sky
Less you ask more you create why?
Bygones are bygones
There can be only conclusion
What should we remember?
And what should be forgotten?
Even dustbin does his job
No one can deny her role or rob
It how best we can make use of
Make mockery of it or simply laugh
Human relation is more important
Person may come and go for instant
What remains behind is just shadow
We may always remember it allow
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Words... (Tiny Bodies)
words have tiny bodies,
some young, some aged beyond thought.
words carry swords and plant tears,
words form tiny lamps in darkness.
words express the unexpressable,
ride bicycles on children's journeys.
words taunt silence with definition....
and some of the best are never spoken.
words heal wounds, and fill bowls,
weave webs while we sleep.
words often turn and betray us,
and often die for our sins.
words create universes,
and shed their clothes on well lit stages.
words translate both the wolf and the whale,
and bear the flag of mountains.
words bear children, but leave no tracks.
words hammer rusty nails.
words never ever wear shoes,
and dance with every other step.
words stroke the breast and touch the lips,
without apology or fear.
words give stars their destiny,
and name every grain of sand!
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Words
So many words are there in our speech,
they can be very poor, they can be rich.
No one can be indifferent to their meaning
as they are alive and express your feeling.
Spoken word is not just a sound,
it can’t be found on the ground,
it’s always in your head, sometimes in your soul.
When it is spoken it becomes a parole.
A word is an energy of your spirit,
it was presented to you by God, it’s His merit.
A word is a tool of communication,
A word is a source of information.
“A word spoken is past recalling”.
Strolling all around it can’t be found,
returned back and kept in your sack.
“The pen is mightier than the sword”,
that was told about a written word.
Words, words, words………………
They are love and seduction,
each one with a certain function.
They are wonders of sin
and songs of education.
They are salvation, temptation, affectation…
They can be an executioner,
they can be the owner of a whiner.
A word can be a treatment,
It helps when you are ill.
A kind word is better than a pill.
But…there are words that just kill.
They sound like a horrible drill.
Words, words, words…………
They are triumph and defeat,
They can be pleasant and sweet.
At the end of my message
I would like everyone to acknowledge:
Each word has a strength
and it doesn’t depend on its length.
So, think before saying a word,
as it is quite well heard even by walls,
it touches someone’s soul,
it shouldn’t be a wicked foul.
“Better the foot to slip than the tongue”.
And… there is no exception for the young.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Number power with zero
What has it to with absolute zero?
No person can enjoy position and called hero
He will be wealthy man if number is followed by zeroes
His position becomes supreme as he has suddenly rose
Words without number may represent hollowness
It may carry no impact if number misses
If zero follows the number then it will add to magic
Person may come in to life for playing the music
In words... there is 'o' representing zero.
So it will practically make you zero
With many zero's after 1 (one)
You will be knows as wealthy one
Zero and numbers are supplement and multiplier
They are considered as booster and energy supplier
Individual comes in to real form after receiving fortune
Others may follow his words and virtually dance to his tune
Sometimes numbers may upset your empire
They will alter the course and stop to admire
People may quickly abandon you and follow another person
These are some of the basic facts about zero and numbers with reasons
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Only God knew
Not only God knew
But differently viewed too
Mother's womb was place like haven
Almighty preferred it as safe refuge even
She is only person of her kind
For child's welfare she is almost blind
Sees no monsoon or spring
Baby must grow for happiness to bring
Even animals have instinct
That mother is distinct
They rush to the mother's direction
Without waiting for any action
God created everybody to enjoy
Sent them here to see it with joy
Love was to rule and not the hatred
We created confusion and were misled
What words can justify for her being?
Poor bow the head and so the kings
Children remember and neighbors envy
Mother is famous for making all very happy
Never define what she must look like?
No words may suit mind and strike
It is felt from within and comes on tongue
Words are spell bound and not vague
So pray her instead of almighty
Not for being devotional and easy
But for her selfless role in any condition
Without waiting for good or bad relation
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Like echo
It is like echo
Strikes wall some times ago
Come back un-responded
As if fully not corresponded
You abuse a person and if he doesn't receive
It comes back after failing to deceive
Life too treats same
You remain alert without passing the blame
Like Jesus said “don’t meet evil with evil”
The effect will be same but almost kill
His desire to insult and humiliate
The enemy may lie down and never hate
These are proven experiments
Don’t offer any bad or good comments
The good effect is seen and sent
Where is the need to lament or resent?
It is same as if no resistance is offered
The opponent is silenced even if differed
The criticism remain within her/his shelf
Only remedy now lays with his/her self
Don’t laugh or make joke
If may offer any time big stroke
If you are prepared for any unforeseen attack
Put everything at jeopardy and at stake
Don’t underestimate even small person
He may turn as giant with solid reasons
What will you do when there is no counter?
Think of refuge first and secured shelter
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Cannot Stay Mad At People For Long
Sometimes people write words,
when they are frustrated and angry.
They then send those words
to someone to ease what they are feeling,
not knowing how deep that they will hurt.
Then remorse sets in,
they regret what they have written,
but they cannot take those words back,
though they wish they could.
It is too late and they think
a friend they have lost.
The person who received those words,
yes they are hurt. They want to do something in retaliation,
so they ignore that person,
but they find
they cannot stay mad at them for long.
They forgive them
for what they have done,
hoping that when they are frustrated and angry,
they will not take it
again out on them.
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