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Papa was looking at the ceiling
As wanted to pass on something
I could guess something unusual
He was quiet and looked so casual

He had sensed his departure in advance
He may be surely debating his last chance
To see everybody standing by his bed side
The may be bide adieu with eyes wide

Normally relative gather when end nears
Secretly cry and shed the tears
It is normal human feeling with attachment
Sad feeling at heart and heavy moment

I did not miss his last advise
He had taken from me a promise
That I shall remain alert and act wise
"In this world there is no other choice" he had confided

I miss those moments and remember his face
There were visible fear lines with some traces
He had some unfilled task for me to complete
He took my hand with grief and tried to greet

This made my heart down with grief
Even though he spoke little and remained brief
We all were sure that this time he will be gone
I prayed almighty for his last breathe to be peacefully done

All parents are alike when their end approach
They may want all relatives near to bed as such
They would see it with all kind of satisfaction
Look all over places at home with recitation

We are poor human animal
There is so much celebration upon our arrival
When time comes at last for departure
They remember God and pray as creator

I slipped deep in the thought
As this was new situation and suddenly was brought
I was new to such tragic event
Unforgettable in whole life to resent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your grave

If I could visit your grave
I could have been very much brave
You parted early in surprise
Just breaking holy promise

You sent me away to build future
You wanted me by your side for sure
I was strong enough to sustain any pain
As you were my only main concern

You knew it in advance
You only waited for chance
You had one excuse under disguise
You acted tough but very wise

Had I been by your side at end time?
I could have gone mad sometimes
Torn off all cloths and ran amuck in forest
As you departure was tough endurance test

I hardly came to know your last breath
You were buried deep under ground after death
Made sweet home to sleep and stay away
I could hardly make it in time to reach the way

How could I visit now your grave?
How will gather strength to be brave?
My eyes have gone barren and complete dry
I have no more courage to stand before and cry

All golden pages are written on heart
Our meetings under tree were unique art
We loved to live last moment
Now I can only dream and resent

I miss you love and can stand nowhere
I can come to visit but will it be fair?
People may laugh at your deception
You had parted without according me reception

I would love to be buried along side
I shall lay not far but little wide
I shall express only one wish
"God take me away and finish"

How would I live without her?
Who will solace me and wipe my tears?
I long secretly for last words to hear
I shall just lay on ground with my ears

I shall pick the pulse and sense
Just may know how much you feel tense
I shall love to be known as dead man
Even though technically I am no more to be called human

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I shall never trust

"I shall never trust human being in life"
"Look what has he done to me as wife"?
He is your close friend and you always take his side
At least advise and take him to one your side

I just looked at her sullen face
I assumed she was mercilessly beaten and chased
She might have not slept for many nights
What else was there for her to delight?

I could not answer on the spot and begged time
As I needed to go through and ask him sometimes
He was drunkard alright but never abused physically
They were leading life peacefully and merrily

For this I needed no excuse to ask him
As her eyes revealed bad of everything for him
She used to hide many things earlier
She was angry at this time and termed him as liar

I can understand little about human psychology
But not fool enough to ignore the stupidity
He might be friend but needed some baulking
I was soon before him and talking

He listened to me silently
And at the end spoke gently
He was full of grief and lamented
About his behavior and resented

I had deep sense of feeling with satisfaction
At least I had saved them from worst situation
They had patched up and vowed not to repeat
Such was happy end and I took no credit for it

Sometimes we run across rough weather
But must come out of it sooner
It should not be dragged on indefinitely
It shall affect then happy life permanently

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dark Trinity

Said I to Pain: "You would not dare
Do ill to me."
Said Pain: "Poor fool! Why should I care
Whom you may be?
To clown and king alike I bring
My meed of bane;
Why should you shirk my chastening?"
Said Pain.

Said I to Grief: "No tears have I,
Go on your way."
Said Grief: "Why should I pass you by,
While others pay?
All men must know the way of woe,
From saint to thief,
And tears were meant to overflow,"
Said Grief.

Said I to Death: "From ail and fret
Grant me relief."
Said Death: "I know you are beset
By Pain and Grief.
But my good will you must await
Since human breath
To suffering is consecrate,"
Said Death.

Said I to God: "Pale Sister Grief,
Bleak Brother Pain,
Bedevil me beyond belief,
And Death's unfain . . ."
Said God: "Curse not that blessed Three,
Poor human clod!
Have faith! Believe the One with Me,"
Said God.

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Divine river water

The divine river water flows from heaven
The dreaded criminal becomes pure even
After taking dip in water with past guilt
A confessional approach with regret already built

"Admit guilt and confess" you will be pardoned
All your sins may be washed off and condoned
It makes your path little smooth and less troublesome
You were so far burdened with and feeling worrisome

Almighty has big heart and always remain graceful
You just cry over his feet and feel remorseful
He will surely let you grant enough of time to recover
From your old past to new start with blessings all over

It is not simple to forget the black past
Those memories may remain painful and never last
It may follow you till the death time
With all sort of heaviness in mind sometimes

I have seen people crying with lots of grief
Their illness might have remained very brief
Yet they feel burdened with heavy load
No smooth words may seem to be taking them on road

They are restless and want to hear some verses
Some good words to give them peace from curse
They have done lot more to harass other people
Now is their turn to face ire from almighty with trouble

True soul may never resent unintentional guilt
As he has taken precaution to admit and built
He has already shed tears in presence of almighty
With full of remorse and expressing heartily sorry

Remember him not at the nick of the time
Pray sincerely when it has come to your notice any time
That shall give you some room to monovour and confess
You can go back to memory and can make clear trace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Thank you a lot

I learnt it from nature
Despite harming so much for sure
"I bow head with respect"
To forgive us all for mad act

I thank almighty for providing precious life
Along with resolve to stay with lots of strife
Always waiting for good to happen
Despite all chances of no success even

I breathe in amidst uncertain moment
Thank nature for providing nice movement
To feel its pulse of its great act
What else can be felt in return as fact?

We can only thank in terms of gesture
That is goodness of human being for sure
We can reciprocate and recognize
If everything is understood as wise

Be calm and quiet while responding
Because that directly reflects and corresponds
Your inner soul action and feeling on face
Face lines are read in all the cases

Eyes go down in recognition
"Words are not sufficient reflection"
"I wish to speak something more"
It just weaves the thoughts and really adore

Such is the meaning of "Thank you"
It must convey feeling and look true
Merely saying "thank you" may look casual
Each time it may be spoken as lines from an individual

Lots of burden is removed when conveyed
The gratitude felt from inside and relayed
The receiver may too felt its impact
To feel real worth and graciousness of act

Thank all when you feel something good is done
Not to you but your friend and heart is won
This is the only gesture that costs nothing
But in return you earn a good will wish for something

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Uncertain Death

I have seen no uncertain death
It was first time when I went to lay a wreath
My grand mother had recently passed away
I had spent considerable time with full stay

I go back to my childhood memory
She may take all steps to make me merry
I was her beloved and very dear child
She was never annoyed and remained mild

She may spread her hand on my head
In sound sleep I may feel touch and quietly read
She has the magic in hand and is quite apparent
I would forget everything even past and current

All the mothers of world are like that
This was reveled by grand and several times stated
Nobody can compare her with any object
She is known by her graceful act

Such lovely figure is not among us
My mother had so much love and trust
She may shed tears in little away place
So we should not see her pale face

She confided me how last days were so painful
Grandma was so critical but remained cheerful
She remembered me even to her last breath
I was the only one not present at the time of death

Everybody at that time was choked with emotions
We had to pray for her peaceful departure without any options
It was Almighty’s wish and we had to only pray
We could only weep and could not see her going away

She had so much deep affection
We could see in her eyes that reaction
She wanted to speak but could do nothing
We waited for her to speak something

Mother confided me something more
Grandma at the end was very sorry and sore
She never wanted me to be away from home
She waited for me to see her and welcome

She had her last remembrance
She had opted for this relation happily at once
She had worked day and night for our well being
She did everything for happiness to bring

I would go for her feeling
She did it for us happily and willing
How could we be that ungrateful?
She had done exceedingly well and remained resourceful

Every household has one old character
They may remain main figure and anchor
The family ship has to be towed safely to shore
It always requires something more and more

I look at her shining eyes and face
I find everything in her and there is nothing more to trace
She is doyen of all mothers with smiling personality
May be this is only one remaining quality

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Do You Remember

Do you remember when you said I wasn't listening to you,
But you know that I really couldn't.
Do you remember when I asked you to repeat what you said,
And too me you said that you wouldn't.
Do you remember when you got mad at me daily for my hearing,
And I told you that you shouldn't.

Do you remember when I flew thousands of miles,
So that I could Just to be with you.
Do you remember also when I flew you here to my home,
So that we could become just two.
Do you remember when I did or went wherever that you wanted,
And all you really had to do was only to ask me to.

Do you remember how I went into deep, deep debt,
So that I could get you all that you did and do own.
Do you remember how I said that everything of mine was yours,
Which included my heart and also my home.
Do you remember how you then mocked and laughed at me,
When collectors would come and not leave me alone.

Do you remember when I prayed to GOD for our love,
Every single day and also every night.
Do you remember how happy and proud I always was of you,
And all you had to do was stand at my side.
Do you remember all the argument that you started with me,
And with me you would love to argue and fight.

Do you remember those many plans that we had made,
But never alone but while we were together.
Do you also remember how I would always say,
That you and I would always be forever.
Do you also remember as I still do and that I always will,
That once again you secretly chose some other.

Do you still remember the many sins that you've done,
And also the many lies to me that you had spoke.
Do you still remember the times that you weren't in our home,
Especially the times you weren't there when I had awoke.
Do you still remember those many times when you just hid away,
I wonder still if your conscience ever did choke.

Do you still remember and of course I always will, ,
How you have done this again and also once before.
Do you still remember how you had use all your other men,
So that you could get what you were looking for.
Do you remember how you lied and how you used them too,
Maybe that's why you always left for a different shore.

Do you remember the vows and promises that you made,
And once again in front of GOD and in the presence of man.
Do you remember how you would always be at your mans side,
While you were holding onto another mans hand.
Do you remember all those promises you made and then broke,
I wish truly that you I could understand.

Did you also know that years or even days from now,
Your eyes will begin to grow a bit dimmer.
Did you also know that about that same time from now,
Your heart will rebel and will begin to shimmer.
Did you also know about that same time GOD you will meet,
And then did you also know, that GOD too will also remember.

Randy McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Remember

I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.

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Yoy want anything

You want anything

"You want anything from me "
I told her to be frank and free"
She did not stop looking down
It was sheer fault of my own

I loved her and confided many times
Yet she had apprehensions sometimes
Any serious girl may think hundred times
Before making her self available on that line

I have great regard for her sense of pride
Many a times she opined and did not hide
I was afraid to face her in day light
As she never crossed the way to fight

This was my first encounter with her
She was bold and brave with no fear
"I shall face world but not go back"
To my words even if so much is at stake

I left her in lurch and went abroad
As I was poor and down with debt load
I had to make move with heavy heart
Even though I resolved in mind to make her part

Today I am back after many years
I wanted same original voice to be heard in ears
I sent for her a message with flower
To see me in private but not at place very far

I saw her with pale face but not completely down
She was in complete command and made it known
"I am unmarried yet" but paused in between
"I too same for these many years have been"

We both were passing through same phase
Life was normal but not with any fine base
It lacked warmth and life's discipline
How could everything be smooth and fine?

"I am reformed and at my best"
The past was past and passed off as test
Let us be one again and spend the rest of the journey
She smiled for a while and I thanked almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For you to

We shall never forget
When whole world was let
To know the facts about human disaster
Meanwhile the dead bodies moved faster

I feel for those bereaved
Not a respite for to be heaved
The incidence was shocking and not to be believed
Not single news made us to be relieved

Thousands got vanished in second's time
Not a whisper was heard in little time
They were all gone forever
We were crying and grieving over

This is poem with sad feeling
Almost touching heart and killing
The inner most soul for tragic event
That caused losses to resent

Those killed were Mothers
Somebody's beloved fathers
Sisters and brothers as well
No one is left for us as witness to tell

We feel your absence
In true spirit and its essence
Tears rush to express grief and sorrow
We are unsure of tomorrow

We are concerned with not for our future
But the way you left us to endure
All the pain and grief for days to come
We pray almighty to open doors for you to welcome

Above and all we pray for all
Who indulge in senseless killing call?
Not to take any innocent soul
Even for the considered to be noble

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With deep respect

I couldn't believe eyes
As she was no less then butterfly
Extremely beautiful and matter of joy
Any one would say "hello" and enjoy

Some of the human beings are just not ordinary
Some praise is must and I feel it necessary
No one can deny existence of almighty
So same is the case with the creative beauty

I was moved with her appearance
She was above all and came before me by chance
It was nice to see her in picture
An absolute and beautiful character with figure

"I see your reflection in beauty"
"From all the angles you are present o, almighty"
I can't take away my eyes
As I get up suddenly to visualize

You are with different form
I feel great and unusually very warm
Soul an heart synchronize with each and every bit
I smile internally, praise it and greet

"Can you not create picture in words"? She had replied
"Surely I can as it can be an order from lord" I relied
Made a point clear and tried to visualize each aspect
It was coming out as natural figure with deep respect

To err is human
But to love is divine
As you are helpless in game
No one can share the blame

Love is to felt from within
When you try to close in
It may be physical contact
But certainly a divine and graceful act

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A day to start

What a day to start with in cold!
Brisk morning walk with new day in world
Life means something enterprising and new
Enough time at disposal to think and review

Nature is not lagging behind in its initiative
Everything around is in true sense objective
What cuckoo has something to do with morning melody?
When everyone is tight asleep in bed has business of no body?

"Good morning "I look around to see sweet address
Some younger and elderly people greet with smile on face
With no grievance, ill feeling or unhappiness
I feel great part of this beautiful world in such case

The leaves make little move with wind's blow
Gentle air makes fragrance move and flow
It has unique charm when you are really fresh
Whole of energy is stored in mind and ready to dash

We must thank almighty for whatever has been given
At least fresh air keeps mind really to be driven
It keeps all thoughts to one side and enjoys the greatness
Free from all worries and escape from worldly mad chase

Certainly when you greet a person at the start of the day
Think of goodwill and blessings that might be helping on the way
It is only think that human being needs in true living
"Live and let others live" with true faith and believing

When we greet certain people, the magnetic circle moves
It creates good will around and any kind of ill feeling is removed
All main religions too advise to show the smiling face
Even in adversity to stick to the ground and chase

It is to be borne in mind that each morning id different
The change is visible and is really apparent
The opportunity is on hand and considered as heavenly sent
We should take it as chance in life and enjoy as scent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Body is mortal

Body is mortal
Subjects to decay on death's arrival
I shall now be of my own feet
I don't know how shall I be able to meet?

You will be slipped into memory
I shall remember you all the times and feel sorry
It will only add some tension along with worry
I got to get along with unfinished task to carry

I sob slowly and keep quiet
Gather little strength for your body to let
You will taken off after last rites
You will be just faded memory and of the sight

Each passing of the day may pose problem
I shall have to fight and counter them
You were towering strength and source of inspiration
Holy and so close unforgettable dad- daughter relation

Your little smile gave me enough of courage
Even in dark I was sure and able to manage
You stood there for me all the times
I may now wake up in dream sometimes

"Please, you all move to one side" the voice shook my head
They were about to lift the body and take it as dead
He was no more to be seen in coming days
They were taking him far and miles away

I touched and bowed your feet
The last and memorable moment to touch and greet
I sensed it like wood with mo movement
Your soul was taken away as if to be sent

I may have to look at little stars
Sometimes I may see you above and very far
Will you talk to me dad and show the way?
You were till the last sun shine and ray

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Am in tears

Mom I am in tears where are you?
I miss you so much and it is true
You were like star and looked so lovely
I feel so lonely and nothing seems homely

How can I lead life better and happily?
You were complete soul for the family
Nothing could mover without your permission
You used to forgive us for all of our omissions

You closed your eyes for ever for another world
Everything changed around and turned into cold
As the relation was frozen and became customary
How to remember and make its summary?

I vividly remember it as child
You were strict but very mild
Your heart bled for my well being
I used to gaze when beautifully you were trying to sing

Was it divine or charismatic in your presence?
I had it all from you but missed in sense
May be all the children bestowed with same gift?
I did not find in her any change or shift

You brought me up in beautiful atmosphere
I grew with the age without any fear
You had all the pain and agony to bear
You were there but eyes full of tears

Was it your affection and perfect attachment?
You were enjoying the glorious moments
You spread the fragrance like rose scent
You were for me exclusively and heavenly sent

I shan’t have the same moments I entire life
I see the same feeling in my wife
She has all the qualities of good mother
How women can be different from each other

Your eyes used to twinkle like stars in the sky
I still don’t find the answer for it and why?
For any single mischief I used to feel shy
You always loved me and did not make me cry

Mom, I really miss and where you are?
Why did you leave us and gone so far?
I ask all but find no answer even from stars
Only one star laugh mildly at me and that is Mars

I am growing old but still miss you a lot
You protected me from cold and hot
You were there for me in all the way
You were the bright sun for me in a day

I find it dark without your light
You had broad vision and sight
You used to scold us but did not ignore
You awoke whole night when I peacefully snored

I weep on very day of this fateful year
You left us leaving behind in tears
Why all mothers perform such sacrifice?
We feel so sad at the time of her demise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God created world

Alas! God created world
But He remained with different people in different fold
At some place he was Jesus and at some places he was Allah
So the people prayed differently in his honor with hurrah

We were same in his eyes but he created difference
Some one he made rich and some one poor by chance
Some places so hot and some very cold
So the people observed different pattern as was told

It is good to hear in right spirit
But on the name of religion some people may prefer not to greet
Black and white, lower and upper, shall remain for ever
Idealistic people may be praised but may find no shelter

Why then hatred in the name of religion?
He remained with them in different regions
Under different name and with different faith
But with only one fear that was not come as death

Now time has changed and roots have gone deep
No one is able to steer people out and keep
Under one umbrella for humanistic goal
To survive and share as universal gospel

When I worship "Sun" I see only light
I don't know about other people for any reasons to fight
The energy may be one and inspiration also one
Let us remain united for the cause of humane

Neither may we remain in this world
Nor any one can claim permanent fold
We need initiative that must look very much bold
As if taken out as verse and to be told

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This feeling of depression

This feeling of derpression
i tell you it's just this
a feeling is that which never was
a thought one day you'll miss

this feeling of depression
i tell you i'm alright
now leave me be and go away
lets put off this fight

this feeling of depression
i tell you i'm ok
now close your eyes and rest your head
lets wake to a brand new day

this feeling of depression
i tell you i control
with every ounce and every bit
held deep within my soul

this feeling of depression
will go away someday
untill then i'll bide my time
perhaps to god i'll pray

this feeling of depression
i tried to tell you, why?
are you never here to hear me ever
not even when i die

this is a horrible attempt to remember the origonal i wrote a long time ago terribly sorry to anyone who reads this

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A candle material

The heart is made of candle material
It burns to give light in general
This is what the impression we carry
It has tears in joy, happiness and with worry

This is the only sensible part which reacts
It obeys to normal happenings and sharply acts
It is instant and no delay action is awaited
It role is appreciated and clearly stated

It has fear of any time being extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here

No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen

It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled

It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet

The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust

Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away

There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals

We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy

It has fear of being any tine extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here

No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen

It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled

It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet

The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust

Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away

There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals

We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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On line

"How are you one line" I spoke to a friend
You are dead for many years and again you are at telephone end
"I heard the same about you, how come you as ghost here"
He will delightedly reply and we may joke for hours

It is always good to remain in contact
Personally it helps to change attitudinal act
You disclose to a friend all troubling facts
He may sometimes come to help and set

"Can you please put him on line" I called on
"No, you can't and they gently hung on'
I dialed again to receive a voice in tears
It proved my worst compounded fears

I had not seen him for days and months
Some solitary though struck to my mind for his possible death
I brushed aside such rubbish idea and rested
But here news proved correct and my patience was tested

I nearly broke down at tragic news
He was dead for weaks and known to only few
I was in dark and felt tremendous shock
He was on pilgrimage and had suffered massive stroke

I felt restless and thought about limitation of existence
How much we fight and struggle to make felt our presence
Life winds up without a moments notice and person is no more
We can only feel bad rest of the time and remain very sore

We are human being and as such care for with attachment
Dear ones are always at heart and remain part of daily movement
Not a day passes without them and we share all our happiness
This is real story of our life and we grieve losses on face

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Apart of Me With You

In our short time together
A new life was made
We found the true meaning of peace and joy
these are the moments
I'll remember all my life
Until that day came
The day you left me
That changed my life forever
I remember the look in your eyes
The tears running down your face
I felt the pain you were feeling
So i took hold of your hand
I held your hands you faded away
When they told me you were really gone
My life shattered
All i know taken away so quickly
I know you can never come back
But i believe your still here
Standing right beside me
That day i felt my heart split in two
I know apart of me went with you
To another world
That love i can not take back
As long as were apart
And i remain here without you
Until we meet again
Forever apart of me will be with you
And apart of you will be with me
To fill the spaces in between

poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Goodbye Is Not Forever

A pretty blue sea
A dark drowning abyss

As I stare into space
In a half trance

As memories continue to
Swarm

Tomorrow is the last
The last day

That I will see your face
But you will never fade from my heart

Even as time ravages
What you once were

As you finally return to earth
You will live on in my heart

And all the hearts of those who
Loved and cherished you

It's hard
It's really hard to write these down

To think these thoughts
To hold back tears of loss

I miss everything about you
And I will remember you happy

Remember your best moments
I will try to help the little ones as best I can

But this is so hard
But I'm glad your not in pain

And you've finally gone
Peacefully

Tommorow is my last day seeing you
A lot of people's last day of seeing you

There is so much I want to say
But too much to fully write down

Because I think of new things
Every time a feeling over takes me

I love you Grandpa
And losing you is like a heavy burden I must carry

I miss you
I hope your somewhere better

Goodbye is not forever
It's only the beginning

Your loving granddaughter,
Autumn

poem by Autumn Winds
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