Life not together
Life is not what it meant to be
It is difficult to get from it free
Meanwhile you have already become big tree
You can’t escape from the responsibility and flee
As a child you have remained together
Your absence at any time makes family to bother
You feel it as yoke on your neck
All will heave a sigh of relief when you are back
In school you are together with friends
Study may continue with progress and day may end
Game in ground with securing a clear goal
No one has liked it with ending in foul
Youth has knocked the door as if arrival of spring
High ambitions and colorful dreams with songs to sing
Very much liked by all in family with high hopes for future
You are making everybody joyous and making it sure
You have loved and remained together through out
You were carefree and had nothing to think or bother about
One delicate face of innocent was already over
You wanted somebody else to provide you the cover
You have something in heart to take care
You want your dream girl to come from somewhere
Take the legitimate place and rule the kingdom
It is going to be an end of your freedom
So far you have lived and spent together
You had brother, sister father and mother
You never looked beyond four walls
Now you are out to receive sweet calls
Your priority is fully changed
You are out to create place of your own and manage
It is lovely life that is in your mind
You search for beautiful mate and wish to find
The search ends in success
You have it with pride and smiling face
The reality is before you to realize
You may have to act responsibly and be very wise
Only few years have been very lucky for you
You were proving talent and everything was going through
You have whatever you had desired in life
Now you had the companion in the form wife
Life is another name of tragedy and comedy
No one has got any clue or some kind of remedy
It spoils your carrier and spent with lots of worry
Time is approaching soon to feel bed with sorry
Life ways have become wide open and separate
You have no good relation to feel proud and relate
Days seem longer than night and nights too shorter
Your are considered fool and serious talk is leading to laughter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I was too....
I was too busy to concentrate on daughter
With her funny ways I used to burst in laughter
Such was her sweet voice and innocent face
I was running behind her with little slow space
Days were riding on with high speed wind
Where was the time to think and find?
She was growing with faster pace
I too was too left out of the race
Alas! I could stop the time with imagination
She was lovely child borne out of good combination
Life was full of joy and she was our only hope
Suddenly I found myself walking on tight rope
It increased my pulse rate as it reminded me of something
She was opening up
as rose and I was ageing
What would be her fate or future in coming days?
What should I do for her to find the easy ways?
Her innocent days were just yesterday’s talk
It was gripping my mind when I used to go for walk
Was it not the genuine concern on part of father?
The thought itself was driving me further and further
She must be parted with very good education
At no stage in life she should feel alone or suffocation
She must have all the training as required
I immediately put my plan in action and enquired
She will come out as brilliant child
Intelligent, wise, beautiful and mild
She must be at heart very generous and kind
No one would think bad of her and mind
Normally what all parents think and do?
Wish that their kids prosper and pass through
Nothing should hamper their growth and future
They should get settled in their life tenure
I was no exception and thought the same
Her young age and maturity all off suddenly came
It left me thinking and in state of panic
It was not matter of joke or place for picnic
The Concern and fear made my nights barren
Change was unexpected and came all of sudden
I used to murmur in sleep and sake up at night’
“Must think and take steps” I thought it right
As wife had left amidst half way of the sea
She was only child of our love of tree
It was my only desire to see her in comforts
I had to concentrate my energy and double the efforts
I am very much sure of her golden days
She is humorous but must find ways
I have high hope in her to top and excel
Life should not contentious and pass well
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The Remedy
I saw fireworks from the freeway and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away
Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring
Now something on the surface it stings
That something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this
And what kind of God would serve this? we will cure this dirty old disease
If youve got the poison Ive got the remedy
The remedy is the experience. it is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. which is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away.
I wont worry my life away.
I heard two men talking on the radio in a cross fire kind of new reality show
Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack
They were counting down the days to stab the brother in the be right back after this
The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his catastrophy
Dance with me, because if youve got the poison, Ive got the remedy
The remedy is the experience. it is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. which is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away.
I wont worry my life away.
When I fall in love I take my time
Theres no need to hurry when Im making up my mind
You can turn off the sun but Im still gonna shine and Ill tell you why
Because
The remedy is the experience. it is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. which is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away.
I wont worry my life away.
I wont and I wont and I wont [etc.]
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Remedy
I saw fireworks from the freeway and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away
Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring
now something on the surface it stings
that something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this
and what kind of guy would serve this? We will cure this dirty old disease
well if you've gots the poison I've gots the remedy
the remedy is the experience. This is a dangerous liaison
I says the comedy is that its serious. This is a strange enough new play on words
I says the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends when it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away, hey, oh oh oh
I wont worry my life away, hey, oh oh oh
Well I heard two men talking on the radio in a cross fire kind of new reality show
Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack
well they were counting down the days to stab the brother in the be right back after this
the unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast this catastrophy
dance with me, cause if you've gots the poison, I've gots the remedy
the remedy is the experience. This is a dangerous liaison
I says the comedy is that its serious. This is a strange enough new play on words
I says the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends when it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away, hey, oh oh oh
I wont worry my life away, hey oh oh oh
When I fall in love I take my time
There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind
You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why
Because
the remedy is the experience. This is a dangerous liaison
I says the comedy is that its serious. This is a strange enough new play on words
I says the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends when it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away, hey oh oh oh
I wont worry my life away, hey oh oh oh
I wont and I wont and I wont [etc.]
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Sad days
I remember those sad days
Life with lots of problems on the way
No cheers but question of life and death
Fight for square meals a day and unable to breath
Mother used to put me at her back
As everything was at stake
Life for child remained a source of concern
The future was to be changed in turn
I remember her working at farm
Soil to dig when sun wan not warm
Work to start when breeze still on surface
No worry lines to appear on the face
She was not only bold but assertive too
Life was meant to be challenge and felt as true
Work hard or get nothing in return
Energy in body to be burnt in turn
Tears have no place to fall on the ground
It is lovely, beautiful and laborious round
“I won’t die my lovely child” she may murmur
Make me laugh and tease with humor
How can be life harder than this?
If some one doesn’t get it then it is surely a miss
We don’t die or perish as a result of hard labor
The ship has to be taken at the berth of harbor
God only knows how many years it may take?
But surely it will be long drawn yeas to make
Life then will be put on right track
You may look back a past with no feelings of an ache
I don’t know where from that urge comes
To fight the situation and smilingly welcome
Not to get discouraged if means are meager
Slowly it builds and makes man perfect and stronger
Leave not behind any such regret
You were not meant to suffer such fate
If one has time on his or her side
There is no need to lament or search for guide
Hard work has no parallel
One has to try hard and excel
If nothing goes in favor or well
Try not to reveal it to others or tell
It may not remain for uncertain days
By the time you may sure find the ways
You may attain position to make the sway
See nothing is left out or given away
No doubt life can’t be equal for all
One has to quickly adjust and respond to call
If something is missing or not available
It must be got with whatever situation favorable
You can’t sit and think idle
Must think to come out from troubles
If that is done successfully
Life will be enjoyed fully
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only Link
I dreamed about beautiful love and association
That was mushrooming along with smooth relation
She was dreaming the same way as I was
We were smiling at each other without making a pause
'Not bad idea at all' she responded
As she thought we have to think of later how to be depended
If we have little kind in home
How will it look like when we welcome?
'Only from you' as love's symbol
She was making very sweet and magnetic call
I was dreaming too to fall in her line
She was making all that beautiful with smile
Since many days we were meeting in silence
It was magnificent attachment with love parlance
I wanted to have her reflection in child
Brilliant, intelligent, beautiful and kind
It was never thought this before
I just search only beauty and adored
Look at her face and saw cuts and features
It was so much for me to look at and be sure
We are under tree and enjoying happy moments
Many a times it has been felt as divine movement
She may hold hand and reassure me of coming days
Death can't be that cruel to take me away
Child is the only link that binds us together
When we hear cry or smile, it makes us free to bother
I dream same for my rest of the days and enjoy
She is there always ready to provide me complete joy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A healthy habit
Fun making with others is very good habit
You must enjoy it fully but bit by bit
If you are fun loving person
You should feel elated for every reason.
Do you enjoy while making fun?
Do you fear when pointed a gun?
Where you ever chased or compelled to make run?
If not, then you are exceptionally only one
We forget basic things while making fun at others
Care id not taken for feelings and never bother
When we face the same situation one day?
We feel hell let loose on us and find no hope of ray
We have no grief over thousands who perish
Take all kind of life risks which push them to finish
Still life goes on and nothing stops
Show also goes on and never flops
You can create jokes and make fun
Sometimes you may be targeted one
It is equally same for your fiends
They may pass it on to you at the end
You may feel bad and cut sorry figure
You had never expected it for sure
If you pretend to be funny and good joker
You should not end up as looser
Physical injury, if inflicted, can be recovered
New stars can also be discovered
Bitter words or ill feelings pinch us most
May deliver a blow at personal cost
Why don’t we care and respect the honor?
Whether they are family members, tenants or owner?
Let us be the first to repair the damage
Worst crisis should be faced and try to manage
You may think race is over and already won
You may not realize about ill feelings and frown
They will not hesitate to bring you down
Time is not far off when you will be completely disowned
It is better late then never or soon to be realized
Recover fast before you are marginalized
Let whole blame pass and generalized
With less discomfort and not so much penalized
Life is to be lived with full length
It is your capacity and full strength
Let it go with natural outburst
You should go in and it is must
It is easy to laugh and cut jokes
It makes you to cry with emotions to choke
The relation may soar and go into smoke
Try to avoid unhealthy jokes and don’t poke
Learn quickly and forget it so soon
Enjoy the day light and night with moon
Life may seem to be very sweet and worth to enjoy
this is how we adopt to live with joy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Question Like
I have always hated the cage
It is darkest period of an age
How come one is imprisoned?
In solitary cell and confined
I find no answer
May be with fewer
How do you feel rain shower?
Do you ever realize its power?
In open and under sky
Any time venture out and try
Freedom, freedom you cry!
Birds with wings may elate and fly
Freedom is dear to all
Respect it with lovely call
Honor and see it is not compromised
Allow them to live as promised
I am for liberty and peace
Peaceful life to be spent at ease
No worry for being questioned
Liberty and freedom is not to be mentioned
Even release of tiny insect may give me joy
Is it not the real chance to look at and enjoy?
We are born free and must think on those lines
Everybody has to right to feel free and fine
If at all it is possible for me
I shall confine none and make them free
If freedom is desired by me and liked
Why at all it must stand disliked?
Let one day come for all to celebrate?
Enjoy under open sky and liberate
Shun the bondage and life under yoke
It is not the bad question but cruel joke
Liberate all those animals even
Let them be passionately driven
If I prefer tension free life under sky
Mind should not fight lots of questions like why
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A search for face
II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely
It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start
I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week
It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry
I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider
The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace
No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed
No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask
Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond
it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather
What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured
Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity
it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny
I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Father’s Day
Today is Father’s Day in India;
Not many know about this lovely day!
How many wifes did greet their husbands, say?
Neither did children of Himalaya!
A father labors hard for family;
Sometimes, he works extra-time to earn more;
Some mothers waste money in ways silly;
There isn’t a soul for him, to open door!
A father has problems in his work-place;
His span of life is shortened due to stress;
Despite his strife, he puts a ‘happy’ face;
Life does not treat him fairly or caress!
A father gives joy, making life less grim!
’Tis sad a life for members without him.
'Let the world then celebrate 'Father's day'
In a splendid and most joyous a way! '
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Lost In Childhood
Man doesn’t stop acting like child
Basically an animal but at heart very mild
Get all the excitations when see a small kid
Start feelings of an infant and try to lead
It is nice and worries free stage
All kind of thoughts pour in any age
Remain ever green and get boost at family gathering
Happiness and joy among members for sharing
So there lives small child at your heart
This one has been deliberately put by Him as part
As an age grows, person tends to become small boy
All sorts of naughtiness when look at children playing with toys
You never get matured with any kind of advancement
One may have lot more to remember and resent
Yet that stage is considered as divinely as heaven
Any one may want to be lost in dreams and driven
At slight pain we act like child and cry
We search for lonely place with emotional try
Shed tears and wipe out the eyes for the fear of being watched
Come out of it fast and very next moment another drama is launched
Youth may be spent in merry making
Joy all around and for claims staking
Search for companion and running after bride
Endless adventure with free gossips and nothing to hide
Then comes stage of most dreaded dream
Sometimes living alone with the break up in team
Children go away and leave behind pan and memory
What else to feel except loneliness and sorry!
What a joy to become horse and carry the children?
Kicks in belly and tapping on head all of sudden
Yes this one is only place when you get lost in childhood
So far life was just spent and not properly understood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Honor To Rememeber
Not a day might have been passed
From your memory to be glanced
Such a happy and long union
With a long time wife as companion
I congratulate it in earnest
As it has remained very best
Coming days must be fruitful
As it has been very much successful
Life as such is beautiful
We have everything in plentiful
Only it should be spent with happiness
All the time it must be seen on the face
Days and years have turned into decades
But memory remains fresh and never fades
You are moved with the happy moments
As life was always challenging with movements
When you sit on the bench alone
You feel happy and not lone
It is nice to feel about past life
When everything had been quiet from wife
So rejoice at long and comfortable inning
You have scored all the goals as winning
Nothing remains now to be seen as failure
Life was happy at all the times for very much sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Like Like
Who do you like?
No who do you really like?
Stop playing dumb with me, like like, you know what I mean
This isn't how it's supposed to be
This shouldn't happen to me
Why is she always on my mind
Why isn't there one she?
Why is the search to find
The love of my life, why is that my search, why does it consume me?
It is not my job to search
So why do I?
Why do I have feelings for more than one girl
I feel like I'm faithful.....
Am I?
I feel like cheating on the one I like most when I like someone else
What is this? !
Why do I like like her
Why do I like like her too
What is this? !
WHAT IS THIS? !
I feel like a player, but I've never been with even one girl
I feel like a cheater, but there's no one I'm bound to
I feel like a pylon, but I can't even get one girl to like me
I feel dirty, but I haven't done anything
I feel sinful and I am
My lust keeps me awake at night
My lust keeps me awake in sick and horrific kind of way
Physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually
It's eating away at me
No that's way too passive
No it's more active
I'm.... I let it eat at me
I enjoy it consuming my soul
I enjoy the lust
I enjoy being a pylon
I don't see how I'm supposed to be able to live myself when I'm like
How does anyone love me? ! How do I have friends? !
If I was someone else I wouldn't bother with me
If I were you I'd walk away, I'm just trouble
If I were you I'd walk away I'm not worth it
I think it's best you move on
I'm sorry future wife
If you read this I think I'll cry
Someday I'll face these crimes
Someday I'll answer for all this
I like like
Want to think about something else
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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
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How Beautiful Is Pregnancy
A man is so glad to know- that inside you
His child grows.
The most beautiful thing on this earth
Is a woman giving birth.
As her stomach starts to grow
And her soft caressing hands begin to show
You'll see her face take on a radiating glow.
She will see life in a different way
As her motherly instincts come into play.
her body which she had taken for granted before
Is about to open a new door.
This is the door to life
and as you do the pushing pains
From this moment on your life will change.
And when you feel that child stretching
Those walls of life
You'll know it was worth the pains and sacrifice.
You may see its head and then its face
Searching this unfamiliar place.
Looking for the warmth that it knew
When it was inside of you.
It will take some time for the child to adjust
But it'll recall your gentle touch
Now the first step comes into place
When you look at each others face.
An indefinable feeling that you can't put into words
But for nine months this child has heard.
The beating of its mothers heart
Had become as one
And a new life had begun.
Now you have become what GOD intended
A mother of life - of hopes and dreams
And all that is seen and unseen.
Look deeply into that child s eyes
And it will take you where you've
Never been before - as it opens
Up its souls door.
This is what - 'as a man'- I see
And you can't take that away from me.
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Lost One, Have One
Everyone have a dream
Some go, some withdraaw
I went and went far
I had a dream
I have a dream
I dreamt with open eyes
Dreamt with two
One for heart
Another for family
One dissolved, another resolved
One dream happens once
Once in life, once for all
Fortunately it happend to me
Unfortunately was broken
Lost one, have one
I had a dream
To defend her at heart
Be in her arms
Set her in my eyes
Spend an age for her
I had a dream
To live with her
Make a family of her
It was a whole half
Remained only with half
Dreamt her to become
My piece, My sprit
This was a heart dream
This was a lost dream
Dream of every second in a minute.
I have a dream
Get a good name
A standard fame
Rank in the starta
Obidient son extra
I have a dream
Making my brothers proud
Being high in crowd
Hearing my talks in class
Name in mass of every class
I have a dream
Be loyal to my mom
Glad to be a son of her
Pleasure to be a son of my dad
Satisfied as a son of them
I have a dream
Be with my family
Respect my family
Tradition what has changed in others
Let not change for me forever
I have a dream
See my dad happy
Feel my mom, s love
Be under my brothers care
In one home till the end
I have a dream
To become the best teacher
To become the best friend
To become the best citizen
To my students, Friends and nation
I have a dream
Regain the tradition
Decentralize the vulgarity
Bring back the chastity
Let the birth have naturality.
I have a dream
Make my lost dream alive
Set her in my growth
Experience her in my growth
Measure my beats in her
I have a dream
To still her with me
Spear my hear in her heart
To fulfill my left dream
Being in her, with her
A dream is designed
By many hopes and desires.
A dream is built.
With true emotions and Feelings.
A dream is a teacher
To a student.
Dream is a beauty
Where charm never departs.
A dream is a lover
To a true lover.
Dream is a timer
Felt when aparted.
Dream is a talent
Possesed by few.
Dream is a substance
For a every art.
Dream is a dream
When it is fulfilled.
Dream is also a dream
When it is broken.
Dream is a colour in ones life
Dream is happiness.
Which can be persuaded
Only persuaded not have.
I had two dreams
Lost one, have one.
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Life full of surprises
Life is full of surprises and come in abundance
Happiness and joy celebrate it with dance
But do not cry in crisis and let yourself down
It is exclusive domain and should remain as your own
Face the reality and do not run away
Many hurdles may come unexpected on the way
Take it to heart and feel so happy
Contentment and happiness surely may vary
I wish to sing in adverse situation
I know it will not have longer duration
It may last some days more with its continuation
It may provide reasonable solution to so many questions
No fruit is enjoyed without hard struggle
This can not be had in dense jungle
It can be created at any confidence level
It is the high time to perform it well
The face may dry up with more worries
The tension and temperament certainly it carries
How to overt come burden and free from uncertainty?
It may not help if you pray more to any known deity
It is time bound capsule that keeps you healthy
Some may remain poor and some may become wealthy
Nothing in fact alters basic state of mind
Some new dimension is added with happiness to find
The parameter of happiness are never made known
It is different level and smooth lines are drawn
It may cause anxiety but invite some breakdown
You will be dreaming high and certainly be flown
It is better to tone it down and treat at par
The poverty and agony may be pushed far
The richness may be felt when it comes right way
You may want it to retain and not go away
It must make you humble, decent and earthly
Some ways to learn to spent life merrily
The key of success lies in happiness
Everything will be lost if developed weariness
We are fully aware of onward going quest
Still it needs tiresome approach with its best
Nothing may come in simple or hard way
It may be there if you bow down and pray
The greatness is not lying in what you do have
It lies in its use how responsibly you behave
Many may have the fortunes but fail to take care
They may find place where no body would dare
It is ultimate place where all might have to go
Everything is left behind and no time to show
Its glitter may be lost for the want of proper use
No current may pass if there is no fuse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Missed everything
I missed everything that was connected
It never flooded mind and affected
Yet occupied most of the time
Tears may role out from eyes sometimes
Today we are fully grown up
Be always ready on feet and jump
As life has remained a great challenge
Sometime proving difficult and hard to mange
I missed childhood street plays
When we used to run all over the ways
In rain to rush and have dance in showers
Friends will also run after and follow
How to forget class rooms and colleagues?
Secretly managing all answers and clues
Without the knowledge of class teacher
All notorious guys throwing arrows and playing archers
Mother to run after carrying the food dish
With annoyance and love requesting to finish
But not listening to her and proving difficult
Beaten by stick then with little of insult
Memory passes like film trailer
One after one scene reminds of failures
How I was to prove weak at studies?
All types of taunts from friends and neighborhood ladies
Everything looks like happy journey with lone passenger
Nothing seems hostile in life with any kind of danger
Yet those days remained crucial with bleak future ahead
I was to prove able man when time came to lead
Today I am somewhere on the front line
Managing country’s defense and life line
All loop holes to be plugged in times to come
Memory forces me to smile and welcome
How was I careless and known notorious child?
How all the family members was nice and very kind?
I was taken care of all the demands
Even though punished sometimes in open sky to stand
I wished all the children same
From whatever background they came
They were the loved ones and liked
Sometimes might have been beaten and disliked
I loved each and everything connected with childhood
How people will come and complain about me from neighborhood?
I failed to understand at that time why where they irked for nothing?
One thing was sure that we were all trouble shooters and certainly did something
I have rifle by my side but not at all detracted
I have taken up the position and almost inspected
Some movement across the border is seen with naked eyes
Yet memory hunts to invade me with all its force
By heart I am still child and careless
All innocence not gone yet on the face
I try to become child and slip into sweet memory
Every human being deserves some place and is quite necessary
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Golden Years
he finally reached his golden years
wanted to leave his family,
thoughts and love to share.
so he sat with pen in hand
wrote about his lifes plan.
it started off with just his dream
never expecting the unforseen.
as his plans began to unwind
he found himself lost in time.
he joined the army at an early age
this was to become the setting stage
he survived the street gangs and a war
and never talking about what he saw.
he managed retail businesses all his life
met the woman who would become his wife.
he had always loved children
so he thought it was time
his wife agreed and it turned out fine.
a beautiful little girl came into their life
and everything seemed twice as nice.
now he had two women who captured his heart
and knew right then, that this was the start.
the start to his golden years
with his wife he could share.
all the dreams that were meant to be
was now becoming a reality.
but the years was going by fast
he knew his dreams would not last.
now with this thought in mind
he decided it was time
to put his life in perspective
for the golden years to become effective.
so he changed his train of thoughts
a late retirement he would abort.
he retired before his time
so he could enjoy life the way
that it was meant to be
living happy and carefree.
now that he finished writing
down his thoughts and plans
he let them know
'YOUR PERCEPTION BECOMES YOUR REALITY'
and this is what mine was to me.
the golden years are now mine
and i'm lost in its time.
poem by Louis Rams
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Mother in all forms
I reflected in one of my poem
“O, mother you are one and no other”
Let whole world go mad but you never bother
We find no parallel as
Female as small daughter is full of smiles
Help us to grow fast even if happiness is away by miles
With her innocent smile we tend to forget
Not seized with worries and leave it or let
Bridge the gap when there is rift
Emotional binding when required the lift
So beautiful daughter as you seemed to be
Life was all heaven when you proved to be honey bee
All sweetness in life as life passed by
We are longing to hear your loud cry
You have gone away to play role in life
Important one and so vital as loving wife
As I hear, you changed a lot in your new role
Proved to be good mother and shared as whole
Was it not lovely to be loved in family?
Blame on solder even for mistakes silly
You continued to sail through rough weather
In severe cold did not wear jacket leather
It was your devotion and kind gesture
As you saw bright tomorrow with glorious future
As mother in law you proved to be tough guy
Could not tolerate rough talk and reckless buy
Always pointing at simple mistakes
No one was prepared to heed and take
You could not forgo your well laid ground
Did not see reason and lacuna found
You forgot to realize you were much loved one day
Why could not you adjust in coming day?
It is not your fault but with mad race
We want to swim with no odds to face
May not be situation with you alone
Sweet were those days when completely gone
Try to be honest which is always seen
Not to create panic with unruly scene
Prove the name worth with mother and modest
Older you grow but still be the best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We near to God
This is how we near to God
Pray and memorize as His words
Not in helplessness but as embodiment
The heart feels the pulse as right moment
What in turn we get is so precious
All ideas in purest form without being vicious
You try the feeling of being pious
The life goes on and remains continuous
Prayers are meant to provide relief
It has been remained our general belief
It may be bore out of some frustration
Yet it transforms the person with good indication
You develop kind feeling when find at holy place
A place to find refuge without to be in mad race
Complete peace with no rushing of any evil intent
These are the feelings you receive as heavenly sent
It is real reflection of mind
You feel very generous and kind
As the heavenly spirit is just entering
Your whole concentration is centering
It is worth try to feel in vicinity
As He is not near by but in infinity
You still worship him in good mood
That is your life and it serves as tonic or food
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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