Let them
Let them follow
With their imagination and grow
You fear up with intention
With all that you to mention
You are window
And not a widow
People still address you as sacred mother
A position will not be filled by others
Now position has been changed
With good education it has been well managed
Not all ladies suffer cruel fate
Even if that change has come very late
Females have crossed threshold
More competent and appreciatively bold
Previously it was unknown and never told
Now they have means and can seek secured fold
People may tend to see widow in distrust
As if she was not wanted and remained as object of lust
Always subjected to bad use of words
No roads open to move ahead and look forward
I seek support of all like minded people
To rush in for help and bring them out of troubles
It is not only inhuman approach
But totally useless to think as such
Widows have stood ground well
They have different story to tell
A well neat and concerted effort
For all ships to anchor at safe port
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Questions Remain
Thousands of questions remain unanswered
Eyes try to see through world but solution never offered
It may go on till the life does exist on this beautiful earth
We may cease to exist still it may hunt on till the death
Life for woman in particular is of so much importance
They have been assigned with particular role hence
Whole world trains gun on this beautiful and delicate creature
Where as we all see in her a stable and bright future
What is she not doing for us in any role?
As mother she has enough of pain to tolerate and tell
As sister she has to keep lovely atmosphere with tradition
Unique chance to maintain bond and sacred relation
Did any one ever notice pain in her eyes?
Did any one even thought of it or tried?
Many might have sincerely tried to help and gone to rescue?
But generally she has been denied her role and dues
She may not open her mouth till the last
She has tolerance power to stand fast
I tried to know what exactly can be words
But failed to grasp as they have vision to look only forward
Now world at large has changed
Many of the unexplored areas are fully managed
Females are occupying important position and discharge function
Yet we fail to notice gradual change or level of reduction
We advocate limited role for ladies
As if they are custodian for somebody
Speak about them where it is unwanted
Only flaws are to be noticed and pointed
I may be one of those orthodox people
Even till date there still enough of trouble
Many unanswered questions till remain
They have no control over their own domain
Hopefully we may witness that bright day
When females may exert in every field with permanent say
As moon and starts are parts of sky and will stay
They may continue to move forward and have way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Males Always Dominate
Males have always dominated
Women folks have always been alienated
Outwardly we praise and applaud their achievement
Internally we curse and fear such movement
Why do we give their long overdue?
They deserved it but we have failed to over view
How much they do for our welfare and upkeep?
Only we leave them in lurch to face helplessness and weep
Many countries have still dismal records
They are still kept indoors and sometimes tied with cords
They are done away with at the time of birth
Even when we claim God is the master of destiny and death
There is nothing wrong if they are placed rightly and appreciated
Give all they deserve and bring them out in open and elevated
This is how society can be improved upon and balanced
Some of the orthodox ways need to be forgotten and distanced
In many countries, females have come up of their own
Previously they were neglected and remained unknown
Now time has changed and their participation is desired
Their role is that of sacred seat which is always admired
Let us not harp on negative things and keep them at bay
Let them participate fully and lead us the way
They can excel in any domain and prove the worth
There is definite place and position coming forth
Had there been natural apartheid and suffering?
We could do nothing worthwhile except differing
It is naturally intended and blessed as such
We can now forget past and need to do so much
You can merely afford to ignore
As many things yet to come out from store
They have nice, comfortable and dominating position
We need not aggravate it by adding more impositions
Females are originator of universe
Many things are written about them in verses
If not adored then at least they need not be abused
Their position respected and not a single chance to be refused
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Our American story, for generations, is of a people who seek to move forward. A people who look at a mountain and worry not about the tough climb ahead, but dream about the view from the summit.
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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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Come To Me
Come to me when you feel helplessness
With tiredness and unhappiness on the face
I shall take your care and nurture
Be assured of safe refuge here
I am savior of condemned criminals
I give equal treatment on their arrival
See their back ground and intention as well
Then decide where he should go whether to heaven or hell
I might have subjected you to the cruel tests
It was only possible that I could offer you as best
You were intended to suffer but not as bad fate
But to stand up against it as solid bat
Today you have become old
As if all the impurities are added to the gold
You are as ripe as mango fruit
Life may be over any time with single shot
Think not much about what happened
How was time against you and its weapon sharpened!
You stood well over ground and lost nothing
We provided you safe cover and offered something
Age may matter and feel at the later stage
Memory may fade and loose the coverage
You have no chance to make others laugh
As we have already taken away your better half
You had created unformidable position on earth
No one has dared so far to threaten you with death
I am proud of your stay there as missionary
You delivered the message whenever was felt necessary
Come on my son to a original fold
This is your permanent refuge and world
You shall be here under my direct supervision
You may see clearly from here with divine vision
I love to protect the human beings and earth as well
This is only place where our message can be spelled
We send messiahs and angels from time to time
They perform well but meet the ill fate sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Song For Heroes
Captain O’Hare was a mariner brave;
He refused to abandon his ship;
A hero, he sleeps in a watery grave—
And his widow is now Mrs. Bipp,
Haw! Haw!
His widow is now Mrs. Bipp!
Henri Dupont was a fearless young ace;
Five thousand feet up he was hit;
Each year on his grave pretty flowers we place—
And his widow is now Mrs. Schmitt,
Haw! Haw!
His widow is now Mrs. Schmitt!
Corporal Dunn was a volunteer bold;
He plunged in the deadliest fray;
A bayonet thrust laid him out stony cold—
And his widow is now Mrs. Gray,
Haw! Haw!
His widow is now Mrs. Gray!
But Peter McGuck was a cowardly sneak,
Like a hound he remained home in fear;
When fishing one day he fell into the creek—
And his widow is now Mrs. Greer,
Haw! Haw! Haw!
Mrs. William O’Houlihan Greer!
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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A Fantasy
I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,
new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,
trying to decide about this new life.
Then they're in the cemetery, some of them
for the first time. They're frightened of crying,
sometimes of not crying. Someone leans over,
tells them what to do next, which might mean
saying a few words, sometimes
throwing dirt in the open grave.
And after that, everyone goes back to the house,
which is suddenly full of visitors.
The widow sits on the couch, very stately,
so people line up to approach her,
sometimes take her hand, sometimes embrace her.
She finds something to say to everbody,
thanks them, thanks them for coming.
In her heart, she wants them to go away.
She wants to be back in the cemetery,
back in the sickroom, the hospital. She knows
it isn't possible. But it's her only hope,
the wish to move backward. And just a little,
not so far as the marriage, the first kiss.
poem by Louise Gluck
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Her Own Axies
The earth rotates on its own axis
It has some theory behind or thesis
Scientists have proved it beyond doubt
There remains nothing to talk about
It may have many reasons to support
But as mother, I have only one destination and port
The ship has already anchored safely
I have reason to breathe happily
Whole of world is around me and my children
That gives me real joy when they are not near even
The thought about their being with me is enough
I have every reason to feel happy and make laugh
All mothers of world are of same brand and nature
They find nothing in children except bright future
The sun may rise or not but children may make her day
Hardship or no hardship, she has to feel it in same way
Modern, poor, rich or working class woman
They are extra ordinary and simply act as human
Their own interest comes as secondary object
They love to die for new born with known fact
We are all aware of such beautiful world
Where mother has special position to hold
At no place they are reminded about the role or told
It is their inherent feeling and we all feel secured in that fold
If women had only one role as mother
Who could go against her wish and tend to differ?
Cruelty and other things pinch our heart
As she is the only one soul to be missed as real part
Lots of praises have been showered
Even words spoken may not have same intensity to have answered
It is mere recognition that stands good all the times
We are all committed to honor but falter sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No one will...
No one will believe it as right
On the contrary it may result into fight
Long debate has taken over it and the result is zero
Who knows what may happen tomorrow?
Ladies have come up in every field
With high position and rich yield
Very big name in many unknown sectors
They have emerged as clear victors
It has nothing to do with female success
Now a days they have open field with clear access
No one can beat them as far as performance is concerned
Their over all performance has surprised all and stunned
I shall narrate here one ancient saying
"Ladies are to be confined at home and must be staying
They have only to keep father's name going
Each blames may be passed on to them for bad doing"
"Ladies are treasure and prestige of the family"
They must obey and fall in line with easily
The head of the family must be respected
Every one must be told clearly as instructed
"Females have their common sense on back side of the toe"
"In crisis they won't find any direction where to go"
Gents generally rule the scene and keep them under check
Everything can be run smoothing when interest is at stake
Now females have turned the table and proved it wrong
They are top contenders and stand proudly among
Some of the inventions are gifted by females to world
So they are ahead of everything now as it is told
"Pav ki juti" or foot wear object as they were referred
Today it has been reversed and opinion is differed
Their contribution is none to second if compared
No one can say differently today and dare
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hey Grayson
(Dedicated to Grayson Wolpert who changed our lives forever)
Hey Grayson did you see view?
When I walked into that room
So many people
So many tears
So many laughs
So many smiles
And so many hearts that went out to you
Hey Grayson did you hear what they said?
When I sat in that chair listening to speeches
So many funny stories
So many laughs
So many hilarious moments
So many deep conversations
So many encouraging words
So many special memories
And so many people that talked about the amazing you
Hey Grayson did you hear the words in which you were described?
So many called you passionate
So many called you loving
So many called you compassionate
So many called you unique
So many called you funny
So many called you beautiful
So many called you caring
So many called you inspirational
So many called you outgoing
And so many people that were grateful for you
Hey Grayson did you see those pictures?
So many of your horse and you
So many of your family and you
So many of your sister and you
So many of your mother and you
So many of your father and you
So many of special people and you
And so many people were deeply in love with you
Hey Grayson did you feel how much you were loved?
So many people would change for you
So many people would kill for you
So many people would die for you
So many people would do anything for you
Hey Grayson did you notice how many lives you affected?
So many people wanted to serve others because of you
So many people wanted to help others because of you
So many people wanted to be nice to others because of you
So many people wanted to encourage others because of you
So many people wanted to love others because of you
So many people wanted to change because of you
And so many people did change because of you
Hey Grayson did you see that checklist?
So many people were learning to love
So many people were learning to be loved
So many people were learning to grow
And so many people learned so much about life because of you
Hey Grayson did you take in all the change?
So many people were affected
So many people were transformed
So many people were wiser
So many people were better friends
So many people were better at all relationships
So many people were full of more knowledge
And so many people became new people because of you
Hey Grayson are you happy up there?
Now that you’ve seen all the love
Now that you’re surrounded by love
Now that you can watch the lives of the ones you love
Now that you are holding hands with angels
Now that you’re in a place of no more suffering, or pain, or tears
Now that you’re in a place full of beauty, wonder, and all things that are good
Now that you are embracing God
You’re in heaven where you are so high, the word up doesn’t even exist
Grayson you care about everyone
Grayson you love everyone
So Grayson have I told you the most important information of all?
Grayson, I love you
Grayson, everyone loves you
And that is how it will stay
For all eternity and longer
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A barren way
You did lot of survey
Found nothing to your dismay
It was brazen and barren way
How you could enjoy and have any say?
Flowers have their own way to grow
Open up in time with color to show
Fill in the air with fragrance and flow
I am determined not to spoil them and have taken vow
It is nature’s law to allow timely season
Spring may not come early without any reason
It may also vary from person to person
It is only love that comes from father to son
We may go in for beautiful scene
We may come across many things which are never seen
We may wish to develop strong bond and are very keen
This is correct approach and it has always been
Do nothing which spoils the core
Take the lead for ships to anchor
It is wise steps to search for means
Trust the people and find the friends
Go all out and explore then avenues
It may add to income and revenues
The fortune may try to smile
If you seize it and go for while
Let others may block your way and stall your move
They may unseat you and try to remove
Your Endeavour must be to stay on and fight
It must find its way in this context to go right
There may develop little snag or hitch
You may not be able to carve out way or reach
Still it may not remain as forgone conclusion
It has to find its way for its inclusion
Let river find hr carved path to flow freely
Meet the bank and pass of merrily
The trees may bend with joy and acknowledge
What a happy union without developing any wedge?
Life has to move on without developing any relation cracks
We must trust and offer support and if necessary to back
This may prove to be a healthy move with some noble aim
You may then be in position to advocate and claim
If we go after it and burn from within
The chance for success may recede and look very thin
It has to have its fair try and must meet with success
It may then be called very good beginning with shining phase
Life my turn hostile and prove very hard
It is our duty to attempt for good and look forward
No one can come to your rescue if you lack support
You may always fail in attempts and fell short
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am convinced that this approach, a mainstream Democratic approach, commands the strong support of the American people, and presents a sharp and compassionate contrast to the Republican abortion position which offers no real hope or commitment to mother or child.
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Life Is Truly Like A Stage
If we filmed all our lives,
Would people watch us as we cry,
Would people listen to our lies,
Would people sorrow as we die?
If our stories were to be told,
Would people let the stories unfold,
Would people notice us be so bold,
Would people love us as we grow?
If our lives were to intertwine,
Would people drink it as a wine,
Would people lurk as we shine,
Would people sit as we dine?
If we had a song to sing,
Would people listen to everything,
Would people know our love is like a ring,
Would people know you are my queen?
If we all had an undying love,
Would people let it fly like a dove,
Would people turn to the gods above,
Would people know of our true love?
If I had one thing to give,
Would people know your love is why I live,
Would people know the joy, to me, you give,
Would people know for your love I'd jump a cliff?
If you had one thing to take,
It would be my soul so great,
Now that people know my fate,
It is that my love for you came too late.
poem by Matthew Jenkins
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Why only females!
“Why only females have to suffer”
“I am sorry to know it and I differ”
I was fired off by a very good friend
I thought it will bring about an abrupt end
She was for all praise for good friend
She was no doubt very clear with trend
I said I can improve upon and mend
She was adamant and refused to bend
I had liked her from the beginning
She was fire brand and very shining
Her approach very clear and convincing
I too liked her words without mincing
She was tall in figure and beautiful
I thought she may be equally faithful
She might come up with all that may be purposeful
I too longed for her and was very hopeful
Even though she was far away
I did not feel bad in any way
She had her option very much open
I too was very much hopeful even
She has boyfriend she told
But in fact she proved she is very bold
She would not easily go to any fold
She may be opposed to any idea or very cold
It did not make me sink
I even saw her without any wink
She was merely stating her position
I dreamed about her with very good composition
She will laugh it out at my proposal
She may say it even with quick disposal
She is not for anyone except her friend
She has no proposal in any sense to send
I am not good at such things
I did not expect her for something
She was to remain with me as a companion
She feared and took it for bonding and union
Relation is not built in a day
It is taking may years with days
Who can wait that longer to prove?
I liked her move and did not disapprove
Let her have her own world to live
I have my own to live and believe
Let it not drift away in strong current
The friendship is heavenly sent
I don’t want unusual thing to happen
It must not be felt now or then even
It is her choice to prevail and realize
Who am I to look upon it and oblige?
It is good for me to see her from distance
You can find many examples or good instances
It is touchy relation that may come on surface
One fine morning she may come out with smiling face
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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From The Back
The door is slammed from the back
Nothing more is required to be at stake
Life was totally in disarray and completely fake
Remained half sleep always and not fully awake
People often say “life is to be enjoyed at full length”
Someone try it with might and extend with strength
For them it is never dying approach
Life may never end as such
You never know when the exit gate may open
It remains mystery when all of sudden turns against
Life seems worth nothing and useless
All worries suddenly rush on the face
Powerful kings have buckled under threat
When death has tried to approach and meet
It leaves behind tail of unknown agony to bear
All of sudden body is gripped with fear
Who would want to leave this earthly pleasure?
I am very confident and very sure
No one may opt for timely departure
They are ignorant about facts of fixed tenure
Life has to come to an end at any time
You are lucky to escape it sometimes
But you are sure to meet your fate
It may approach you soon or late
Well, this has been explained briefly
It can be understood and known simply
All we do and commit is not to long last
In one way or another it has to end fast
Not all may try to understand in its true context
They may try to avoid under one or another pretext
It is cheating of own conscience and mere excuse
Otherwise who can shut the eyes to reality and refuse?
Life is not all about to be spent or lived
It is to be understood and rightly believed
When you are sent here for performing the best
It should seized as opportunity and crucial test
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The 'Viduate Dame
'Tis the widow of Thomas Blythe,
And she goeth upon the spree,
And red are cheeks of the bystanders
For her acts are light and free.
In a seven-ounce costume
The widow of Thomas Blythe,
Y-perched high on the window ledge,
The difficult can-can tryeth.
Ten constables they essay
To bate the dame's halloing.
With the widow of Thomas Blythe
Their hands are overflowing,
And they cry: 'Call the National Guard
To quell this parlous muss-
For all of the widows of Thomas Blythe
Are upon the spree and us!'
O long shall the eerie tale be told
By that posse's surviving tithe;
And with tears bedewed he'll sing this rude
Ballad of the widow of Thomas Blythe.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Tell All The People
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Set them free
Follow me down
You tell them they dont have to run
Were gonna pick up everyone
Come out and take me by my hand
Gonna bury all our troubles in the sand, oh yeah
Cant you see the wonder at your feet
Your lifes complete
Follow me down
Cant you see me growing, get your guns
The time has come
To follow me down
Follow me across the sea
Where milky babies seem to be
Molded, flowing revelry
With the one that set them free
Tell all the people that you see
Its just me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Well be free
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Its just me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Follow me down
You got to follow me down
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Well be free
Follow me down
Tell all the people you see
Follow me
You got to follow me down
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Permanent and steady
Permanent and steady
I thought of asking self first
Then go to others at last
Why at all I should ever blame?
The system, people or their good name
Each and every individual go on accusing
In this way problem remains there and start confusing
No one wants to analyze and go to root cause
Things can change dramatically if given little pause
Why have we changed all of sudden?
Why don't we give chance to others even?
Why do we go berserk in rage and commit crime?
When it is not needed in life at any time
My father used to advise me
Be fearless and feel always free
Nothing can harm you even if you stand alone
The wind may come with force but in no time gone
I hardly can afford to miss mother
Her kind heart and passion I remember
She will never say "go and beat any one"
She may say as you are dear to me so others are to someone
I weep sometimes when they all come and invade memory
I fail to reply them internally and feel very sorry
"Mom you and dad were exceptional"
Today nothing has remained in its form or as original
Previously people use to shower love with feelings
Now it has gone out of tune and completely missing
We have become blood thirsty and act contrary
All sorts of treachery, deception which I feel totally unnecessary
Who can influence our thoughts?
Environment if that goes right
Like minded people find out means to fight
Then only some solution will be in sight
It is back to us for remedy
But no one seems to be ready
If not me then someone else will be greedy
The negative cycle may say permanent and steady
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Nothing In Our Arsenal
Justice delayed is justice denied
Often said in open but never tried
Every one uses it in its own gain
Only poor suffer and under go the pain
Only but civilized society is to be blamed
They don't come out in open and ideology shared
They conduct seminars and offer lectures
Ideas never float and thus block the future
Votes are sold in open and they don't venture out
Stay at home with family and only talk about
Every body wants to be millionaire overnight
Democracy has become lame and lacks will power to fight
Forget about legal systems in any country
It can't be left to the domain of anybody
People should have to take care
Properly address the system and nurture
Big industrial houses openly support
Involve in tug of war and take ship at the port
Lot many cartels of self interest are on board
The country as whole has to bear the load
The scenario has been completely changed
The criminals are on forefront and system efficiently managed
Everybody is made of clay and exposed to greed
Where can you provide effective machinery to lead?
No one may come out in open and participate
Everybody may dream of beautiful country and leave it to fate
No nightangle may come of its own and sing of patriotism
We need n such imaginary happiness but only humanism
I wish to be part of global happiness
Where it is not marred by color, cast creed or race
Where independent systems rule to the benefit of people and country
Then only there may appear real joy and place to enjoy beauty
Why people should die of hunger elsewhere?
Why at all countries should wage wars?
Why innocents should die in streets and suffer?
Have we nothing in our arsenal to offer?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For the victor peace means the preservation of the position of power which he has secured. For the vanquished it means resigning himself to the position left to him.
quote by Gustav Stresemann
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