Kindness we offer
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be blessings or simple murmur?
Words may not simply fall or flow?
If it is with affection face will always glow
May it be in form of kiss?
Special offer and gesture from miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be real bliss
I shall prefer to live alone
Even if no help from some one
I must accept it with full joy
Even if that is offered with face decoy
Why so much noise is created?
Is there not real love recreated?
Do we sing when some one dear is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not look so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead
Love and true affection as if spread
All sentiments can simply be read
Fragrance smells all over and spread
Lovers may take as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and awesome
Wife to husband as emerging gesture
Happy moments with glittering future
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A kindness with gesture
A person will be know by his own behavior
He will be his own destructor and savior
His turn about may speak well about personality
It may also prove his ability and capability
He can’t become well-known for his fortune
No one may buy his arguments or fall to his tune
There may be many like him in this world
They may enjoy their life but their approach may be very cold
We can give advice to others ob the basis of expertise
People may offer all support and at the same criticize
It is state of art that comes to the person’s rescue
He may have all the fame and name which is due
What do people expect from you as gentleman?
Few kind words and treatment very human
It may raise your status to the highest position
It will also be known as rare combination
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be in form of blessings or simple murmur?
Words should not simply fall or flow?
If they are spoken with affection then face must also glow
May it be from elders in the form of kiss?
It may also be special offer and gesture from Miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be or prove real bliss?
I shall prefer to remain unknown and live alone
Even if no help comes from any one
I must accept it with full joy from inception
Even if that is offered with some deception
Why then so much noise is created?
Is there not real love which is recreated?
Do we ever sing when some one is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if it is lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not looks so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead?
Love and true affection takes place and spread
All sentiments can be expressed and simply read
Fragrance comes out of it and coolness is felt in head
Lovers may take it as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and feel awesome
Wife to husband may seem as emerging gesture
Happy moments may appear with beautiful nature
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Step mother
Is step mother altogether different from real mother?
Every time this question emerges and bothers
Whether real or step mother the vacant place can’t be filled by others
It is woman who has heart to offer as kind feeler or soothers
It is very difficult to offer motherly affection
Hard to swallow bitterness as nothing is left for selection
One has to undergo rapid change and adjust to the situation
To share the grief even if there is real infatuation
You may like and love your own kith and kin
There is no love lost and always wins
You care for love and offer in return
Many things to forgo and many things to learn
Kids need enough care and love from both
you must have allegiance to God even without taking oath
To offer best love and attention at the cost of discredit
Even true love offered may need observation and merit
People will not appreciate good gesture and sacrifice
Motherhood needs recognition and need to suffice
Step mothers are always blamed for nothing
If no good name can be given then at least praise something
What does she get for playing this noble role?
Bad name and discredit for work as whole
Not easy to play role of wife with different approach
Many may meddle in the internal affairs and unnecessarily poke
It is holy task than holier
Many have played the role successfully even earlier
You should be careful and not to be choosey,
Task is not to difficult but not also very easy
It has never been appreciated in past
Apprehensions always persist and doubts cast
Single individual may not live to last it long
Indeed difficult position to be found and appreciated among
Who needs the step mother most?
The children who have dearly lost?
How does husband spend time and at what cost?
What is so important in life and what is must?
Life becomes dull and dry and without any aim
Not a single man will boost happiness or claim
It will be simple word game and all the blames
Whole system will be on fire and flames
Woman bears heavy brunt and finds it difficult
She is at receiving end and has to share the insult
God only knows how she copes with such ordeal?
She is doing tremendous work and makes life real
Lets us pass all the respect which ever is due
We may not know the situation or have any clue
Woman has very big heart with all the kindness and love
We must bow our head and her greatness simply believe
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No to boquet
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
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Don't Garland Me
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
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I and Mother
I am feeling tired, lonely and uneasy
Even though I tried to keep y self very busy
I have grown to full manhood
Yet that gives me feeling of no good
Something is longed for and I badly miss
I wish some one should come and offer kiss
The one that was offered by mother on forehead
With the affection and love that was clearly read
How secured I had felt in her lap?
Even she was offering gentle slap
That I should not be hurt with more force
She was taking enough care of course
I wish for those days to come back
Today I have everything and nothing at stake
I feel those hands which were moving on my back
Getting me nice sleep with her smiles and approach very frank
Mt whole mouth is filled with word, mother”
I know no one can fill that position either
I wish to cry in her lap and relax
Reach with happiness and those scenes of climax
How those hands were giving me relief in curly hair?
How was she creating nice melody and whisper?
Those words still sing in my ears and provide music
These were the moments I would hardly forget as basis
How old or young you are in age
You always miss her in every page
You get little tears when her memory surfaces
You become impatient to find out all her traces
What could I say today about her?
Only miss her and cry little later
That only reduces my lovely feeing
Otherwise it mains inside and simply killing
It is good to miss all
But mother is supreme with her selfless call
How would not to miss her life long?
As she was always on your side even if went wrong
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Wings to spread
WINGS to spread
How beautiful heart can afford to miss?
When it has not witnessed the death kiss
How lovely lady at heart can remain a miss?
When she has everything to offer and please
How one can pretend to be so ignorant?
When almighty Himself guide and warrant
Is he not spreading message for all?
Are we ignoring His will and call?
I am at pain to come across any unwilling soul
Why should one smell rat in everything as foul?
What if one incidence has proved slight barrier
Are we not here to spread the message as carrier?
I wish I could spread my wings so large and shadow
I could roam freely and see through window
Will it be violation of any rule if I try to venture?
Will it in any way affect her for coming days in future?
We go deep into crisis and find nothing
We have obligation on our part offer something
It is inspiration with feelings that has to come to the fore
It will be unique combination never witnessed before
How can we seclude heart which is longing for fresh air?
How can we hide our happiness with mere show of split hair?
It is God gift in every animal and human being
We have our own views, feelings and act as queen or king
Why sun rises from the east with bright golden rays?
What has to he do with opening of sky and show the ways?
Why not morning cool breeze stay as it not ought not to?
Can they not remain to be aloof from all natural process too?
I may not change or alter the course
It is not my intention or purpose of course
It is mere repeat ion of what we are expected to perform
It should be unfortunate we remain in form or out of form
I can’t have any regrets to offer
I can’t afford to disgrace self or differ
Why to prefer seclusion and suffer?
It is as good as simple death we prefer
I won’t confine to self and regret
Why regrets when option is open to let
Let beats be known to loving world
Why to offer stones and reception cold?
I will not accept domination or any sway
I have not regret but simple thought to pray
I shall stay among and not go away
It may be me only and find the way
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A bad or good
What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish
It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try
Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react
There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief
Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care
Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy
It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late
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You Are Ugliest
“You are ugliest woman of world” I lied to wife
She did not loose temper but showed me knife
One more word to this and you will be no more
I thought she was well within her right to feel sore
This is one of the funniest ways to pass the comment
No one would prefer it even if humorously sent
It has hidden message with little fun
But that can make man desperately run
Any friend, relative or even sons
They may have solid reasons
If you try to be little excessive
They may not remain submissive
It is human nature not to offer any retaliation
At the insulting tone or on special relation
It is taken as person in stride
Then the difference may be made open and look very wide
It may be worthwhile to offer sweet words
This system is spread all over and known in whole world
Why we never cross the road when danger is known?
Same way no bitter words to be used even if not of your own
You can’t relay misgivings on the part of somebody
It may never be liked by anybody
Not even by your kith and keens
Even though they are closely associated or have been
It is advisable not to lie on face
You can choose the words in phrase
That may be taken as simple legendary tale
You will be escaped from turning into pale
You won’t know the kind of return
It may be severe of its kind in turn
We are not expert in reading the true mind
We yet to master the art and find
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A special reason
A special reason
For special person
Not waiting for any season
But is it the special one?
A smile is worth million
A bond worth for union
May have clear lien
A feeling not known to alien
You offered me joy
I laugh it out and enjoy
It was worth to offer you smile
Life is moving smoothly for meanwhile
What a great response to smiling face?
As if river is taking part in race?
No one is sure of meeting the sea
It may still be worth to run as free
I would offer him nothing
It may still be something
It will surely be surrender
But he will not act as offender
I did offer him best
It stood the real test
He has sailed safely to shore
He has everything for me in store
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Over Show Goodness
How can you over show goodness?
By showing good smiles on flat face
by showering sweet words in return
Or simple gesture of in appreciation in turn
Well, I loved all my friends in particular
The treatment and warmth almost similar
As they presented so much love and closeness
I had no means to go in depth and trace
One such female friend was so much talkative
But kind at heart and very much subjective
Her grasping sense was quick and seemed very active
I had no hesitation in choosing her and be selective
She had troubled marriage and had to part
But fought valiantly when her husband preferred to depart
She lost no heart instead stood ground well
All children brought up well and now different story to tell
Some hard lines could still be seen on her face
She almost won single handedly in the race
Same figure may always stand high in public domain
She may be recognized as another name for gain
Despite all troubles she has great and caring heart
We can consider it as invisible but tough art
Many may not offer smile even after great persuasion
To have cordial and good relation is ruled out of question
I am fond of such persons who have some ideals
They need good care, soft spoken words in real
No artificial assuage and heart touching gesture
Then it will be assumed as very correct for sure
I may not demand any thing unexpected
As sometimes it may be angrily reacted
But some smooth response is already offered
Only it needs to be firmly and precisely answered
It is good if something is not said at all
Else it may be considered as bad manner and call
Who knows what it can bring about or spell as?
Both the sides of fears and probabilities it has
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She is brave
She is simple girl and bravely shown
It is not a tale of fairy but real one
Capturing my heart at one stroke
I remain simply half awake
What did she have in real?
We had no such deal
She came all off sudden
Brilliantly outwitted me even
Not a figured carved out of marble
But simple earthly figure with smile
I lost control magnificently over nerve
She was to stay with me as friend and serve
“hello” came her sweet voice
It was loud and clear as nearby no noise
I could pick her melodious gesture
It was enough for me not to endure
It is not less than any miracle
I was capable enough to solver any problem and capable
But lost to simple desert flower
As rain had offer mild shower
What would you consider this as?
Was it turning or crucial phase?
Where was I heading for in direction?
Surely long awaited and dreamed for such action
In first meeting all doors opened up for breeze to enter
Making all cool in room and freezing at the centre
Was that a real charisma to loose out to unknown figure?
I struggled hard to find an answer for sure
She had cool moon light on face
And slowly turning stars around for race
Making some expressions go off and suddenly re-emerge
I was on loosing spree and something like to collapse on verge
Her eyes expressed everything without a world being told
My heart and soul were completely out in open and sold
I laid no terms but conceded on all points and waited for no answer
She had nothing to offer but only smiles as if for the fewer
“I know nothing about color, cast creed or age” she murmured
I am for the real love and do not want to feel in cage
When it is open and blank page to be written anything?
I shall inscribe with my own hand for something
I was dreaming in day light n wanted some one to pinch
I stood there motionless and did not move an inch
She was taking my chariot in correct direction
I was not averse to such an idea and full throttled action
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An affectionate gesture
Kiss, kiss and kiss without any hiss
You are gifted with emotions so not to miss
It is not be taken as affront and objected
It is kind of affection and shan’t be rejected
Loving father can paste it on forehead
The affection and love is clearly read
The message is loud and very clear
Parents have taken long years to rear
It need not be confined to its narrow meaning
It may construed as distrust and demeaning
How can we lower our image by confining?
Let us understand it clearly by defining
At every stage we nee d love and affection
It has got its own action and reaction
There is no addition or subtraction
It is purely accidental and with affection
Lover boy may offer it with flower
He may express it in rainy shower
I may be understood by only fewer
Still he may go in for clear answer
What will be exchanged in return?
Who will respond and reciprocate in turn
There may be feeling of desire’s burn
We have lot many things yet to learn
Think of mother’s love to her kid
We can certainly take a lead
We might have across many times and read
It must rest peacefully in our head
There is no parallel for expression of love
Have you ever seen the love expressed by doves?
They swim across the lake and raise the voice
They have free will and have every choice
We are human beings and have sense to express
We may enjoy all the time but cry in duress
There is feeling at every stage
We should try to come out of cage
Love and hate are different syndromes
One may not influence each other and overcome
One may lead to frustration and uncontrollable rage
Other may help you to over come and manage
Have you ever witness joy on boy’s face in street?
When he is patted on back and emotionally greeted?
He is not being given anything which is uncommon?
Bu it is the best form of love always given and known
How a person reacts to grief when faced with imminent death?
His body is shivering with fear of departure and lying of wreath?
He is totally engulfed with the thought of effects aftermath
How disparately his soul dips into emotions to take bath?
Love is precious thing God has bestowed on everybody
It has to be expressed at proper time and proper place with anybody
No one may mind if there is clear intent of its expression
Otherwise who bothers what is said and what is mentioned
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Thanks for fine gesture
“Would you like to have some food “
We were watching laborers daily and understood
How much it was difficult to work under hot sun
They were toiling very hard to earn
“No sir, thanks for your kind gesture”
We can’t make exceptions any more
Today you are offering ready meal
To morrow who will be there to feel?
If I accept for one day as you are offering
My all habits may witness change and altering
I may search for it daily from somewhere
To our bad luck it may not be coming from anywhere
I was stunned to hear his philosophical thoughts
He was simple worker but fully aware of plight
As worker how much he had to struggle to find square meal
He was satisfied with his work as effort made in direction were real
He was getting enough to meet his family needs
He did not know what were the motives behind deeds?
He was sure of treatment after putting up hard struggle
It was timely help to come out of little troubles
The message was clear and nicely delivered
It was out of some pity and just offered
It was not well judged from his point of view
As little availability of food was not his need or due
Sometimes we feel very much elated at little gain
If that has come to us without much efforts or pain
It is human tendency to accept the offer without reluctance
We can observe it in our daily life with many more instances
We must work hard and don’t compromise with stand
It may not offer immediate return but strengthen the trend
We may never go in for short cut and accept undue favors
As it may spoil your tendency to feel bad and sour
We are all governed by inherited spirit
Shower the praise words when offer to greet
It has some motives to please a person
But in fact guided by selfish motives with reasons
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So Simple
It would be, it would be
It would be so simple
What is
And what it was
What should it be
When it comes to you
And how it seems
And how it is
There's been a change
When it comes to me, yeah
Oh baby you, oh baby me
Oh maybe we can try another day, another way
All in my mind,
I'm wondering why,
We can not find what was left at the beginning
If I could kiss you again
If I could kiss you again
If I could kiss you again
It would be, it would be so simple
Cause I would love you again, hold you again
Kiss you again
It would be, it would be,
Could it be, could it be so simple
Now it's hardly simple
It's just simply hard, when it comes to you and
I'm by myself
Not being myself
Just to avoid all this confrontation with
Oh baby you, oh baby me,
Oh maybe we, can put this armour down and settle down
Oh it's off track
That is a fact
Can we get it back, get it back to the beginning
If I could
Kiss you again
Kiss you again
Kiss you again
It would be, it would be so simple
Cause I would love you again, hold you again, kiss you again
It would be, it would be,
Could it be, Could it be so simple
Don't you know that it would be
Don't you know that it would be
Don't you know that it would be
It would be
It would be
It, it would be
It would be
Kiss you again
Kiss you again
Kiss you again
It would be, it would be so simple
Cause I would love you again, hold you again, kiss you again
It would be, it would be,
Could it be, could it be so simple
Yeah la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Yeah, we gotta work till we're like this don't stop
Here we got it going on
Now we drive on
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Cacophony
We all have desires, wishes
Things that sometimes keep us running
If we try to ignore these then we live only
According to logic. We try to rule out what
Is known as passion. But why?
Why would anyone try to live a life that is...
Passionless? Well, it is hard to prove that it
Exist, especially if you wish to have it and
Another doesn't acknowledge it. I would like
To recommend living everyday to the fullest
With passion.
Without passion artists would never have created
Such splendid works, created such lyrics, wrote such
Books that takes us all so far away from where we are
Passion allows us to live another life. In fact, it may
Just happen to take over one's life.
That is why so many live passionless. They fear that
It will take over all logic-it doesn't. It only makes
Life more splendid. Love without passion
Is not love at all. It is easy to remember and give a call
To your beloved. Sing them a lovely tune-
If that is how love makes you feel.
Silly. Very silly, but all in the name of passion.
The second you first fall in love is an important event.
It is not something that is to pass fast and go all spent.
But rather so passionate that one must remember to
Save and cherish this passion and keep the flames from
Burning out. Alpha and omega; forever and ever.
To save the love from beginning to end:
One just must remember to not let
The words change into only words.
Or favors turn into mutual agreements.
Because in passion all things are done in love
'Without any if and or buts about it! '
So live life passionately with all the love you can offer
If you feel you haven't any to offer, that is not so
It is an easy thing to do, just give the next person that walks by
A big smile, and there is no telling just why, but
Simply because you live a llife full of passion. A word that is
Hard to define, but when experienced and expressed
It is easy to understand.
When looking for love, stop. don't search. It is looking for you.
Let the cacophony continue until it's sound and love has you found.
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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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When Nature Stands For
What can I do when nature stands for?
All kinds of love and return for sure
That spring after autumn to care
Dream about monsoon and come out in open to dare
I don't know about vague reference
But I try to live in its shadow and presence
Love is something that attracts me
Confines not in walls but come out to feel free
I love smiling faces and flowers
Not of gardens alone but of desert coming after showers
Just of simple nature and always in spread up position
What to speak of their fragrance beautiful composition!
I offer open smile when come across
To look at some one and deliberately choose
To throw open the gesture in recognition
Without any malafied intention, spark or ignition
In a romantic man resides lovely creature
Sees in positive style and thinks of beautiful future
What is wrong if one involves in imagery position?
Dreams of beautiful company and creation of romantic relation
You may not be good looking
But certainly capable of nice cooking
Stories of attachment and close association
That may certainly drive to the elevation
Is it not the same feature with all human?
Look with beautiful eyes and summon
To fall in lovely relation with no desire
But simply raise the level of understanding and admire
I go for it without existence of slight doubt
It has nothing to do with lust and talk about
It is natural nature that compels you to love
Behold in faith and generously believe
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pleasantry exchanges
What is called pleasantry exchange?
Is the cordial relation that you manage?
What is real meaning when one writes on sheet?
Does that work in real when life is dimly lit?
It starts with the gesture “broad or mild smile”
Unknowingly you go in and offer for while
It opens the way for future contact to meet
No need for help and happily you greet
Elder offer warmth by kissing on cheek
Youngsters consider it blessings and seek
What others to when they are drawn by feelings?
Long for each other either willing or unwilling
Political turmoil melts with warm greetings
Smooth passage cleared after several meetings
It is best tool available and must be used
Words do miracles with effect if not misused
It can lead to harmonious relation with neighbours
He will jump to help any time with nothing to harbour
It costs nothing but offers million of cheers
If one good message with smile…………………..
Life too can be on smooth rail with fast tracks
Courtesy demands something more and never lacks
Hand to hand with openness in relation
It will add to sweetness with present elation
Wars can be avoided if storm is sensed
Storm can be allowed to wither and silenced
Relations on sound footing if offered with grace
Banquette on one and the other with smiling face
Crisis is averted with deep sense of feeling
Adversary is greeted with innocent smiling
Rivalry may disappear with fresh beginning
New era to start with fresh look and opening
So to say exchange it with new change
Variety of new gestures with vast range
Every gesture has great impact and meaning
You just bow little with tilt and leaning
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miss You, Love You
This has not been easy
this has been hard
I am scarred
and I do not know what to do with you.
go inside, kiss your mouth with my lips
grab your hips, cant remember why i fell in love with this.
but i miss you, i love you
its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
you beg me you ask me to kiss you and hug you
you wont be getting my affection again cause oh no
i dont need you tonight
Who do you think you are?
No one cares about a name without a face,
so dont go shooting up the place
make no mistake the loves not real
cause the love that i got is deeper so much deeper than you could ever feel
but i miss you, i love you
its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
you beg me you ask me to kiss you and hug you
you wont be getting my affection again cause oh no
i dont need you tonight
it was really nice to know you
but, theres nothing left to show you
i got bills to pay get out the way its time to move on
and even with your boyfriend, will never be the same again
Discuss me over cigarettes and say to him...
i miss you, i love you
its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
you beg me you ask me
to kiss you and hug you
you wont be getting my affection again
cause oh no, i dont need you
and i miss you, i love you
its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
you beg me, you ask me to
to kiss you and hug you
you wont be getting my affection again
cause oh no, I dont need you tonight
song performed by by Maroon 5
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Rules or no rules
Poetry has no rules to go
It has simply to flow
As lines emerge from deep corner
You write it as fast as runner
Rules or no rules
It has to be simple tool
To catch the nerves and make impact
Poetry is as such fine art with single act
I follow nothing
Simply obey the instinct that has to do something
With human mind and touch
Poetry has its own kind to influence as such
Some may say it is boring
Some may listen to it while snoring
Cuckoo reveals it in early morning
Words strike as has rhythm with warning
Wake up! And now time to resume
A bright day with blessings has come
We are all made of simple clay
Poems must spread fragrance when find its way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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