Life Never Understood
Life as such was never understood
It only meant security of life and food
Trying all methods to come out of wood
And lived as insects and waited for moments to be freed
Life can never be left behind
It has nice traces to find
What is it in real meaning?
No one can have it even after scanning
It is nice to feel as poet
To look around things very quiet
But something in real we can’t allow or let
The life is linked with luck and simple fate
You may be away from crowded places
Where no one has time but only to race
To maintain dignity and honor
To keep responsibilities in order
No one may spare you for little mishap
They will blame all the time for reshapes
No one may ever try to know your compulsions
When life is posing threat with so many questions
We may live longer or short
Many ships may not reach at port
Some may sink in between and some sail through
We still run after mirage even it is not tree
Many have perished so far and many more may do so
It is little stay here and like I said before may go
Nothing remains ever as of permanent nature
You must take out some valuable time and shape the future
God has provided food and shelter to all
No can be blamed if he or she responds to the call
That is natural to lead a life in routine way
It may keep you attached and will not allow you to go away
Let us presume and observe few minutes for tomorrow
We are aware that not a moment will be allowed
Yet we can have some of the loveliest moments in isolation
Even though it may be looked upon as entertainment or out of relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Can Be Real Friend?
Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Till Last Breath
It has never changed and will never be
Love may try to emerge and feel free
It has royal elegance and princely touch
What beauty you are to feel queen as such!
I had loved you this before too
When you had critical time to pass through
It was never an open clash for relation
You were nice and showed full indication
It is nice to build healthy bond
That shall withstand test and prove not second
It has to be first and must remain so
As life must witness fine show
No one prefers any kind of bitterness
Allow it any time and surface
It will never give real enjoyment
If life is wasted only to resent
I have stood for compromise
If that provides firm promises
There should be chance for glimmer of hope
Even if that amounts to walk on rope
I shall cooperate till the last breath
As it is the only mean to honor the death
If life was not lived with full honor
Rest everything can be compared with drainage of water
So think of it honestly and adjust
It requires full understanding and is must
We are just visors here and stay temporary
We do only things that can lead to no worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A need for noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and in opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes for yes
Every criticism she/he may face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears, hide the face or weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good fiend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pure imagination
We will never wish to die
Always jump with ambitin and fly
We will never think of leaving the scene
We would love to stay more and very keen
It is considere as paradise here
Nothing to worry about another world there
It might be existing in imagination
Real life has nothing to do with it and has no relation
We feel as if have secured permanent bearth
It was fully dramatized at our birth
It was celebrated with great pomp and show
I was destined to stay longer and grow
The time is taking heavy toll
There is no time left for taking poll
There is no doubt whatsoever in mind
We ourselves have an answer to find
It is easy toforget the past
The memory may not that easily last
It may move and disappear very fast
It may sometimes upset you and blast
washing the shore and going back
see waves come in and shake
dirt is taken away and made clean
it is mission and definitely made a win
it is on going and never stopping
you can never wait for hoping
it won't spare you either
your place is definitely there
People may witness your departure
it is must for their future
you have lived here considerably
you have short lived and failed miserably
Your lease is expired and over
Now you can’t find any cover
Everyhting will to be left here
You can’t carry it comfortably there
Let people mourn your death
You may have peaceful breath
It is not end of race but new chapter
You will take rebirth to have same shelter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Beautiful Garden
Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about
Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age
Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied
Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however
It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise
It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come
In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune
Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds
Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone
One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free
You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out
The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead
One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck
You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped
You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase
You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way
It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Glory In You
I want glory
Even for one day a story
Where I can feel no sorry
Free bird and no worry
It is dream
Truly If that can come
I shall with open arm welcome
Feel on top of world at home
Not that all can happen
I shall not think even
She is for all the smile
I must assume her for while
She is hard black stone
Precious and rare anybody might have seen
I shall cherish and adore
May I have your hand therefore?
Real gem and kind human being
Dreamt for life by a ordinary king
Yes she can be an ideal
For a moment to be felt real
She is not all that easy
In real life very busy
You can paint picture very rosy
But of course she is choosey
It is said 'morning wishes are met'
By almighty without caring for fate
I think I am not at all late
I wish her to know what all I state
It can be friendly conversation
But certainly for building relation
Relation that can be solid in days to come
Happy moments to enjoy and welcome
No one does it without reason
If some one is very nice person
What even if you don't meet her again
It won't be with any remorse or complain
I feel her at heart
May be this is the only art
Gifted by almighty to all
I shall take it as happy call
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life..?
A life that I live for my dreams,
A life that will extend far beyond my realms..
A life to live without anything to fear,
A life to fulfill the wishes of my dear...
A life that has meaning even though not understood my most..
A life like a wave, stumbling to reach the coast..
A life of solitude desired by none,
A life of peace in search of someone..
A life that in size small might be,
A life which forever, end will never see..
A life in which luxuries might not be there,
A life in which happiness is everywhere..
A life in which the value is of time,
A life till its end will always be mine..
poem by Abhishek Shah
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A poems are treasure
Neither poems are lost treasure
nor they are means of pleasure
they are meant to be enjoyed by others
We need not go into it and bother
they are never lost from mind
They appear in many forms and we do find
there is place and existence
it has no past but real presence
Why do the thoughts emerge?
Why do they compel and urge?
Some happy moments to bear the shape?
Though with some bitter moments of shame?
It has equal bearing and importance
They invade sudden and at once
We got to give them place and honor
They may represent reality with horror
It may not be appreciated or liked by all
It may not be able to bring down the wall
But it will definitely pierce through the mind
Where it will generate the feelings very kind
It is simple projection coming out from clear conscience
It is reflective mood of the presence
It might have witnessed many pulses of high magnitude
It may speak nicely of the individual's attitude
Can any one take notes on piece of paper and write?
Can that draw any attention when you call some one or invite?
It may be commented as good or nice
But no one may commit or assure with promise
Many may be writing with great skill and deep feeling
It may not be finding favor or end with reeling
It is not the simple tact of conveying the message
It is not usual to come with the passing of the age
The poems are reflection of the natural mood
It acts like nourishment and serves as food
It is phenomenal development of the mind
It is generally accepted for its rich kind
It is nice medium to feel and convey
It responds to pure feelings and obey
It is not just putting of the simple views
This fact is realized by only few
The poems must find and be read in real context
It must have unique thinking with powerful text
It has writer's mind with powerful couplet
It should not meet cruel fate
The poems are read with zeal
It is not fictitious but real
It may serve as tonic or meal
It can assuage your feelings or heal
It is reflective mood of the poet
He can compose all but can't keep quiet
The poems may serve as eternal ground
We may like it more with intense bond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All The World
All the world's forgiving the change is all around
And people everywhere have seen the light in what they've found
It's a happy place in the human race
When all our lives are lived forgiving
All the world's for living when love is what you find
Despair and loneliness you've got to leave them far behind
Tell the clouds to go let the feeling show
It's great when life is full of living
Everyone's aware they know to change the world we've got to care
And people all should know should have happened long ago
Or could it be that I just now found out
Life is meant to share and it means the same thing everywhere
Living everyday, helping people on their way
Cause sometimes life gives everyone some doubts
Can I have time? Is it right what I feel?
At times I doubt what I normally know is real
But right now I don't know what to do
And it's all because of you
I could tell you if I knew that you'd believe
As slight and elusive as life sometimes is
Right or wrong as we both know we all can be
I could never have denied that I need you by my side
'Cause without you life don't seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it's his time to die
And life no longer gives him any breaks
He hasn't got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one that it is more than he can take
When the time is so unkind, an empty future plays in your mind
When the darkness cries out to you, can you escape it?
What can you do?
All the world's forgetting the hate that filled our hearts
The times of selfish reasoning that keeps all apart
This world was meant to share, let them know you care
By making someone's life worth living
All the world's believing that this felling's got to stay
till all the world is living
till all the world is giving
till all the world is loving every day
song performed by by Kansas
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In Between Those Moments Gone
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I finally realized,
I can not continue to analyze my life.
It has to be lived.
In the time given I am living it!
This life!
My life.
And right I wanted it.
Free of tricks and traps.
No more patience could I give to that!
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I had to let go!
From the redoing of the 'what ifs'.
And the sitting with emotions reminisced,
To feel them still existing.
'Something' had to end.
I knew it was 'my' resisting.
And...
In between those moments gone,
I learned how to begin to believe...
In me!
And severing myself away from conflict,
Was no longer a question welcomed to visit.
It became my duty.
My reality.
To free my soul.
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I knew I had to maintain and hold onto my dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Grown Up Man
I am grown up man with all the responsibilities
Time to show its worth with talent and capabilities
No one later on should blame me for not trying
I know there is no use over split milk with crying
“Childhood is far better than this age” I argued
But you can’t remain inclined and possessively viewed
“Life is meant for change” I endorsed
Life is thrust and needs to be forced
What a struggle to keep on with situation!
Feet sometimes crumble with its continuation
Yet inbuilt confidence makes determined effort
Nothing can prevent us from reaching to port
This transformation from childhood to young age
Makes me to wonder and think about strength to manage
How there was absolutely nothing on the blank page!
And now it is full of golden letters to guess
There is enough of skill as god gift in all the insects
Everybody reacts to the situation and reasonably act
The meaning of life is understood and certainly pursued
Often the course is altered and constantly reviewed
Means and achievements are inter related
It lands you in trouble if not understood and over rated
It has to be precision guided and to the spot
The result is on expected lines and certainly brought
I was made to under understand about hazards
What precaution should be taken when looking forward?
Life and death should never be thought over in mid stream
Goal must be pursued even if could not form the team
Life was proving to be deep and wide ocean
It is very much difficult to stay and come clean
Since I was very much part of the race
I got to swim over and reach the shore in any case
Life teaches us to hold together and ward of the crisis
There is so much thrust and laid down emphasis
Sometimes we may err and some times meet the success
Still it is not roses of bed and required good chase
I may have enough of time to assess what I did
What was to be done in time and agreed?
Yet it will not absolve me from the complete blame
Life time chance should have been picked as it came
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet Can
Why a poet can not remain in crowded place?
Catch the pulse of an ordinary man in race
See the drops his labor inform of sweat
How much he struggles to meet ends and eat
There is valid point in conceding
We all need nice feeding
Every moment of great surprise
To grow day by day and feel wise
Humanity breathes in open and shows the class
We just don’t observe it and make casual pass
We find it irrelevant and out dated concept
But makes it so sentimental when openly wept
We hardly move without aim
It has mechanical aspirations to claim
Life is taken as mere compulsion
To be pulled on with or without resumption
Here comes a stage when you want real eruption
Your ideas to come out from heart with assumption
You need some one to read and come out with its consumption
Two words of appreciation and encouragement without disruption
So stage for natural poet is set
It has nothing to do with any kind of stage
Lonely or among people makes no sense
Yes but nature makes easy flow of sentences
Natural poet belongs to all and considers his duty
In red rose he finds fragrance with simple beauty
Flowers catch his fancy and enlighten imagination
How many things come up for revelation?
In morning shadows are just normal in size
They grow short by the time noon seize
Hot sun makes poet to take refuge under shed
Evenings are forcing him to pack up and lead
Nights bring all silvery lines in mind
Beautiful moon at its zenith is very kind
All birds are now quiet and in the nest
Only poet is awake and tries his best
I would love to call him a free bird
As well receiver of lord’s word
Only aim is to spread the lovely message
Whether as boy, youth or in the old age
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end?
Who never puts you to shame and always offer?
All helps to come in time and never differ
Not to agree yes for yes
Every criticism she or he may face
Pays sometimes heavy price for friendship
Never sheds tears, hide the face or weep
Considers problem as of his own
Friend's problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintains
Danger, if any, keeps off and contains
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Declines the lucrative offer but walks along
Thwarts any move which leads to fall
Shows the correct path with timely call
Many friends may suggest to go to bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend remains very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life's part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good friend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Nothing
Life is nothing without you.
It's just continuous time.
Its meaning is lost on me, I fear.
It's just one unendurable climb
to find where you are.
and feel its meaning again.
I felt it before.
I must find it anew.
For life is nothing without you.
Life was everything that life can be
when time stopped moving so slow.
It meant that all the things that I had
kept my life aglow
with pieces of happiness
shining like the sun.
And why was that?
It was because we were one.
We were in tune
with life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Over split milk
I may be taken away
As there is no other way
Destiny is all that we can say
Yet I feel not fine with present day
What to look back and what to remember?
When I have failed to think and render
The sun had shined all over the life again
But alas! Nothing stuck to mind and all went in drain
I am unable to visualize as to what went wrong
Why I was not prepared to take it as simple song?
What was hitch in spending little time for my brethren?
What did bother me all the way engulfed with the concern?
I have no answer for all at this crucial hour
Life meant just joke and merely a pleasure tour
I was so arrogant in behavior and did not care
The life was meant to enjoy and only to share
Well, good cycle never remain at once place
It changes fast so as to remind it's real face
The pleasure, happiness and sadness with gloom
No one can find permanent shelter with any room
It is not the same now as enough time has gone by
It can never be improved upon at last minute even if I try
The precious life was meant to be spent with care
It was all wasted with no ideas as to go where
It is not a just feeling or piece of advice
Life is all that we can say full of surprises
It does not set with sun or next day with rise
We have full control over it with enough of choice
I shed tears in isolation with grief over split milk
I had enough of time with everything at disposal to think
I failed to seize the opportunity and cashed it on
Life was about to be over in just split of second and gone
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art dealer's stew
good life
a shut up life
keep the breath
skin tight
good life
paint life
portrait hanging loose
good life
tune life
a melody
to choose
good life
food life
keep the stew up boil
good life
feel life
wrapped in arty's foil
good life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art of dealer's stew
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I Look At Life Differently
(3/30/12)
We all look at life in different ways
Most keep quite, while others have things to say.
I am not a vocalist - I am a writer as you can see
Politics don't interest me.
I write about things that I see and feel
Some are fiction, some are real.
There are many different forms of expression all around
Some with silence, many with sound.
Every time that I walk out of my door
There is so much that I'm grateful for
A roof over my head, a bed in which to sleep
And food to eat.
Yet there are so many questions in my mind
So many answers I've yet to find.
So many places I've yet to see
While looking for some company.
I pay my bills and have some fun
But I know I'm not the only one.
I live to love and I love to live
And I have so much to give.
My words and my heart are on my sleeve
For all to see, cause I live my life differently.
If you are to love me, love me for me
And not the way you want me to be.
poem by Louis Rams
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For piece of bread
I have got what I wanted but had not
The scuffle was unnecessarily fought
For a piece of tiny land
As if it was heavenly sent
There is daily struggle for piece of bread
Life is at risk and not peacefully leads
Where to go and find the advice?
Words spoken are coated very nice
I will not know who is friend or foe
I am unsure when he will leave me and go
Yet I have to believe him and retain
Even if no warm but cordial relation to maintain
I know they will stab me at any place
I will find no time to race
Life is reduced to just piece of paper
Bubbles may rise but disappear in water
What have we turned life into?
To gain the hold whether true or untrue
Real hell to visit once in life
Cut the throat with edge of knife
Confine the self in corner of home
No one may object and always welcome
You can not see the real world
The soul and body is already sold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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