Like echo
It is like echo
Strikes wall some times ago
Come back un-responded
As if fully not corresponded
You abuse a person and if he doesn't receive
It comes back after failing to deceive
Life too treats same
You remain alert without passing the blame
Like Jesus said “don’t meet evil with evil”
The effect will be same but almost kill
His desire to insult and humiliate
The enemy may lie down and never hate
These are proven experiments
Don’t offer any bad or good comments
The good effect is seen and sent
Where is the need to lament or resent?
It is same as if no resistance is offered
The opponent is silenced even if differed
The criticism remain within her/his shelf
Only remedy now lays with his/her self
Don’t laugh or make joke
If may offer any time big stroke
If you are prepared for any unforeseen attack
Put everything at jeopardy and at stake
Don’t underestimate even small person
He may turn as giant with solid reasons
What will you do when there is no counter?
Think of refuge first and secured shelter
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Kind Or hollow words
Why words are considered hollow?
Why taken differently if spoken slow?
Why taken as offensive if spoken little louder?
Well all in same manner if equally not offered
How come they form a rhythm when arranged?
How come they offer solace when offered to aged
Same usage but with different attitude and spirit
May have nice effect if mixed with nice bits
It lands person into rage
The moments something is spoken in haste
It crates anger and loud explosion
Putting an end to cordial relation
Words same but effects many
Tongue is considered to be thorny
It has no bone but slips to may direction
Then question arises about its wrong application
Same words can be taken into holy verses
And at the same time effective outrage with abuses
Person can loose temper and attack with wild emotions
The relation deteriorate with very fast motion
They are sharper than swords
One is called weapon and another as words
Both have same bearing so far result is concerned
Person is at lose when gripped and cornered
How a person can be threatened?
And with sweet words welcomed
Oh, god what a tremendous use of tongue
Let the use of words remain vague
It can hurt, kill, antagonize and make you laugh
As if one side joy and other side agony in half
Same way application with reasonable way can yield result
All may remain happy without fearing insult
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Shed Under Tree
I am misunderstood by my actions
I can visibly read their reactions
Neither can I claim that good
Not I perform poorly or that bad
May be some other definition is awaited
They have always laughed at me and taunted
How could I find out the reason?
As no one is willing to consider me as good person
I would love prove myself very right
Even I shall offer to go for right cause and fight
I am picking little clues about their irritation
I think I am poorly painted with that relation
May be I am little hasty
May be my words are not that sweet or tasty
From the beginning I have lacked the politics
In today’s date it is considered as very basis
I have fewer friends and more critics
They are intelligent people with good sense of clerics
They want everything to be presented in precise terms
This attitude only fails me and turns against
Sometimes I wish for their funeral
Join in procession and offer tribute of floral
But certainly that position may be taken over by somebody else
The position will remain same and not changed hence
Person can remain greedy and self centered
He will be respected and good position offered
People respect and favor the favorable wind
Where is the time with them for true things to find?
I wish to confine and stay alone
But not waiting for times to be gone
As it will amount to be wasting time and be selective
God will not forgive me fore remaining inactive
Life is not meant for simply eating and spending
Animals do the same and thus simply ending
It must be offered not fully but to lesser degree
Like offering shed as is done by giant tree
Life must have some kind of orientation
It need not be puzzled with many questions
It has very short and limited duration
If we can use it for strengthening the relation
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A run away
You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared
Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?
Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn
I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?
There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger
It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case
You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase
You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen
I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact
A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult
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Smile with laughter
Cheerful sound with big sound is called laugh
You energy is consumed almost half
Worries and tension disappear altogether
It has nothing to do with any whether
It is good medicine for incurable diseases
Person suffers from pain and continues to decease
Good laugh provides him easy means to live
All worries and tension remain to be relieved
Good laugh always pleases others
It doesn’t affect others or bother
It is considered as God’s gift
It helps to remove even old rift
Have you ever witnessed child’s smile?
You continue to enjoy for a while
Friendship may grow with smiling gesture
It may end up with bright future
You must try to live with laugh and learn
You may be miles away from concern
Laugh it out when you are in crisis
Stretch it out more and lay an emphasis
You are not to be driven out by any count
Let there be any difficulties or pressure mount
You may continue to live at ease
Smile may help worries to decrease
You may roar high in laughter
Your heart beats may run even faster
All vanes and brain may have fresh supply
Body need may meet the level with good reply
It is equally important for good health
Nothing can compensate even more wealth
So laugh even when it is not needed
Medical advice may always be heeded
Worry and tension burn body from within
Chances for recovery are then very thin
One must live by what he is supposed
Health must prevail and rest all is disposed
Good smile may pave the way for adjustment
Life may become easy with smiling comments
Any excuses offered without remorse may not have effect
Sorry with broad smile may have desirable affect
You can find good partner if good smile is offered
Smile may reliever you from burden even if you have suffered
You can win away foe with mild gesture
It may then decide good and durable future
Love to live with smile and not with tension
Never open up with caution and mention
It is momentary thing and may pass off
Be little lenient with views and very soft
You may live little longer than expected
You may enhance the position and remain respected
It is advisable to remain always in joyous mood
You may need nothing not even rich food
Love to live with smile and advent
Not to feel bad and offer any comment
Leave behind trail of long laughter
You may feel happy and even lighter
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Sonnet- God Will Not Forsake The Good
If honest men begin to utter lies,
And good men too do evil in this world!
The evil ones will be cut down to size,
Or into dungeons and cellars be hurled.
Assume, you shouldn't that things remain the same;
That God-abiding men won't hit you back;
How long a time can you them falsely blame?
And how long for does God allow attack?
Though people know that Truth will surely win,
If not today, some time in future, say;
They plan to execute their thoughts of sin,
Forgetting that there is a Judgement-Day.
When evil souls are punished on that day,
Abandons not God, people good will say.
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A wise to be
It is wise to be fooled and roam around
It looks foolish but seems very sound
It is quite amusing when rumors gather round
You may feel like to hit a person and go under ground
You can easily make people to believe in you
It is your ability to gather support and go though
They may not take you seriously and consider it as joke
You may air your grievance but it won’t go in air as smoke
It is said you must keep mum on certain occasion
You should not fire your salvo even faced with private invasion
It is ridiculous to offer every move of others and face
Unnecessary criticism sand enter into verbal race
It is better to observe from distance and offer no comments
Not to detract eyes while making large payments
It is common test for everybody to observe some ethics
Everything will go into flames if goes wrong with mathematics
Let people form their own opinion and guess
You should not leave anything behind as trace
It is unwise to counter and unnecessarily face
They may come round the corner and grace
It is good to be heard than to hear them all
But it is equally good to keep quite and hear a call
It may not only save you from possible embarrassment
But may grant you enough time for good comment
Let your arguments remain confided within self
It may definitely improve your image and help
Let people also think you are fool to cope with all
You need not clear about their doubt and fall
To offer nothing practically is considered as best tactics
It has been proved number of times by statistics
It has many advantages than any disadvantage
It gives you enough time to maneuver and manage
Why to look upon other people as smart and intelligent?
Are they gifted with extra sense and specially sent?
Do they have super ability to control the crisis and solve?
You need not open all your cards and silently resolve
It is human tendency to expose the weakness in general
People may not bother or think about the procession like funeral
They have their own sense of cutting jokes and try to impose
The will power and influence at any place they consider and suppose
So to score over each other is not moot point or only reason
It varies from place to place and from person to person
It is better to keep cool and regain the composure
Establish yourself and if need be doubly ensure
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It is matter of joke
When poems offer me stroke
They receive more 'likes' than comments
I console self with 'likes'' rather than resent
At least readers don't offer you brickbats
If they could express and clearly state
But we are all thankful to escape unhurt
Otherwise we must be prepared to receive the bag full of dirt
Now a days politician receive 'Chappals'as gift
There is slight modification in approach or shift
Either it may be stage managed show to draw the attention
Here we find 'likes' and it should be taken as unrecognition
Readers have become wise and miser
We value them as an expert and adviser
More often they offer valuable tips
I take it seriously and soundly sleep
'Uncle you pack your luggage'
'You are on oxygen and has lost an edge'
I take their words in form of blessings
They have no clue and offer misgivings
Today we have more writers than readers
Like wise each house has fewer members and more leaders
Each one is capable of leading big country
But find no support for talent and feel sorry
Each and every poem must find its due recognition
It has hidden message with scope for revelation
If some one likes it, it must find reason
If not then also it needs few words for poet as person
In today's world even best product is not sold in market
It needs some means and ways to reach people with support
It may take years of hard work, labor and pain
Then only he may be able to reach the position or attain
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On right side
I have tested it all
Responded well with the call
Yet I remain on the back seat
People avoid to look at me and greet
I had been kind enough to people
To render all kind help in case of any trouble
Yet it all boomeranged on me like surprise attack
As if some of my interest was at stake
It is good quality of person if nobility is paid in same coin
Why at all good work must result in some kind of pain?
Is it so difficult to tell person a simple thank you?
Not in response to kind gesture but in recognition of truth
It is human nature to forget soon
Like we get relaxed after hot afternoon
Life may have faced many difficulties
But soon to forget when attained full capability
Elder may boost of having seen the age
They have lot more to tell and write on page
But what if you are given cold shudder?
Disregarded altogether and shown the ladder
You may know exactly what is to be done in course of time
You may be pushed aside in some of the cases sometimes
That may give you room to think and brace up for challenge
So it is mental state where you feel nothing and try to manage
It is good to be on right side
Acknowledge and if possible oblige
It is nice of a person if good things are remembered
Truth may always surface even if tempered
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Bitter And Sour
Some of the words can turn you bitter and sour
It may add to your agony and pour
Cause so much pain to your heart
As it is not considered at all a good art
It is easy to malign somebody
Throw a mud and spoil character of anybody
There won’t be any readymade explanation
It is enough to spoil the existing relation
It costs nothing but damage is colossal
You hurl abuse and then silently walk away
So many good people may not offer a word
They may think it bad phase and look forward
Not all can perform such kind of feat
You may find warmth and sweetness when they greet
It is becoming of good and noble soul
You have peace of mind when go out for stroll
But some of good words can do a miracle
It can wipe out your impression of being a jackal
Your action may speak clearly of personality
That you have no double standard and have genuine quality
It gives some sort of satisfaction
Even if it does not render any assistance or favorable action
A person gets fully satisfied with your promise
Even though he has compulsion and no choice
Small words of appreciation can encourage a person
He finds means to live with some solid reasons
He finds aim in life to carry on with purpose
He cares little then for prose and cons
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Mad At God
A lot of people say that if God loves this world
Why this world is hurting this world
Children are dieing from hunger
Innocent people are getting kill
How can God allow this
You have a free choice do good or evil
What choices are you making
If you choose to do mischievous things
Then how can you blame God for the mess you're in
For those of you who are mad at God
Before you point a finger at him
Examine yourself examine your choices
It's up to you to choose what's righteous
Do you want God to kill us
For God to kill evil he has to kill us
We have all thought of evil things
For God to kill evil he has to kill us
Instead of killing us he choose to send his son
Jesus died for our sin own the cross
Give you life to Jesus let his spirit lead you
And you will desire righteousness
I used to blame God for this
I used to blame God for that
But what's the point I have a free choice
Thank you Jesus for your grace and mercy
Instead of condemning you choose to give me understanding
Now I understand the power of free will
Jesus I give you my will
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Evil!
Once you were civil
Until desire brought upon evil
For the sake and love of wealth
You hit good people below the belt
Don't you know what I already know?
All substantial material will come and go!
Evil is the enemy and is envious
Evil is vengeful and vicious
Evil is ill, immoral and inauspicious
Evil is loathsome and lawlessly ludicrous
Once you were civil
Until desire brought upon evil
You conceal, steal and kill
To round up your shady deals
I do not wish to intrude
Neither do I wish to be rude
But did you know as you should
That evil will never conquer the good
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All alone
I could have been better off without him
The chance to live with him became very dim
He never came up honest and very clean
He used to flirt with many and had tendency to lean
All my honor and sanity was at stake
I was not fully prepared or awake
It took for me many more days to decide
The life seemed to me very deep and wide
I was suddenly woke up from dream
I was dragged mercilessly by him
I desperately tried to resist and shout
The relation was to bring an end about
I used to scream and suddenly wake up
Tears may rush from eyes and make me weep
I was unable to maintain calm and hold the nerve
I decided to call it off as no purpose was going to serve
Is the love not precious gift from the almighty?
We always try to protect it from any insanity
Is it worthwhile to ignore and indulge in its abuse?
Why not resist the idea itself and refuse?
It is better to live in isolation than to have relation
There may be lots of problems and questions
If we go in for any unstable life and compromise
We may not be able to sustain with promise
Love can’t be wasted for simple reason
It must be offered to suitable person
You can’t have it in every season
Its effect maybe realized very soon
Can you measure your love in length?
Will it match if it has different wave strength?
It will be total mismatch with nothing new to offer
You may be at logger head and always differ
Love is not for fun sake and is to be adored
Every possibility to honor it must be explored
It is to be lasted for life long and fore
Nothing should be preferred more than love before
It is prudent to say in life love is important
It has wide implications and effect constant
It may make your life worth living
It is to promise and worth believing
It is not that all get love whenever they desire
It is neither for sale nor for hire
You got to praise it all the time and admire
Kindly see to it that it is not put on fire
If you can’t hold it together for time to come
Then try for its perseverance and become
Ardent lover of eternal beauty and fame
It may then be possible not to feel shame
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My dear mother
My Dear Mother
I do bother
For your selfless service
With all fulfilled promises
I only think
And again sink
What a way to live?
For dreams to relive
You could spend
Time easily and end
Your life with full pleasure
But you made us fully secured
You told us about lies
About your effort and tries
You worked for us day and night
So we grew effortless and felt right
It was not you
But divine spirit seen through
It was not open for anybody's view
But we all owed and it is very much due
We have neither right to lament
Nor to feel bad to resent
You did what you felt so desirable
To make us worth and capable
You must be placed among stars
But still remain with us as part
Precious jewel is always to be adored
Remembered in memory and stored
Not all the moms may be same
But why do I think so and blame?
I must think not so and feel ashamed
As such feeling should have not at all come
I bow head in respect
Feel proud of your act
You were the only one in world
To offer us warmth and feel self very much cold
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Cry not
You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?
Go in isolation or on the roof top
yell and shout as much as you and don’t stop
If need be then go to the hill peak
Shout in wilderness and don’t speak,
I want that not a word is heard,
No tears must be seen or feared
no one should come to sob you off
and no one should cut a joke on you and laugh
if you Cry in open or complain to anybody,
it may bring disgrace to somebody
it may prove difficult and the path may not be easy?
It will always trouble you even if you are so busy?
Never say in open that you loved her
Even if you want cry then don’t bother
don’t excuse that wall was so high
Wall may remain there even if you fly
Claim not that moral was so high,
you won’t get whatever you want in life
she may not become your wife,
then will you put your neck to knife?
See the reason and decide for and against
it is real submission that will be counted for as test,
what happens if you simply go for admission,
There may still be omission and emission,
Cry not for the beautiful and bright “eyes'
They are completely veiled to say byes
It may offer very good smile
When you are in very good mood for while
It is sign of cowardice and lack of the will
You should go for all the options available still
Why do you prefer to shed the tears in corner?
You should preserve your energy in the burner
There will be definite turn and change
Time may come and you will be able to manage
It will be good sign for honest and sincere lover
Rain too may feel happy and pour the shower
Think that you are the only person to be so lucky
The situation may prove difficult and tricky
Still you may have to face to the tune of rough weather
If you get her on your side then it will be honor or feather
Prove to the world that you are the only person?
There is every possibility to succeed for simple reason
The luck has to smile on you and wait for the chance
You will have then no time to look back and glance
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Fault Or Ill Feeling
I should have not committed mistake
It was lack of respect when I spoke
I should have realized the nobility of person
As he was very nice and acted with reasons
It was not his fault or ill feeling
He had shown respect and willingness
I regret now for having him let down
It was so foolish of myself and I own
I must be considered very selfish
As matter was not yet finished
I might have realized the compulsion behind
Why was I impatient and unreasonably found?
Whatever may be the reason, I must own the blame
He was person of high regards with good name
May be I have not liked because of his towering personality
But how a person can be grudged for his top most quality?
I regretted time and again
It was causing me enormous pain
I must appolize him for bad conduct
As it was totally condemnable act
I took it as terrible dream and episode
Even though I had no intention to explode
It came to me as rude shock
I was deeply moved and taken a back
I feared that relation may remain lukewarm
Even though I had intended not to harm
I understood the futility behind
As he stood tall and very kind
I wish him to come back again
With same love and aim
To remain good friends for ever
No rift for anything whatsoever
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An open criticism
I hated most to be called lazy
I keep my self engaged and remain busy
It is funny and very easy
To create flutter and make it noisy
We tend to become idle and relax so much
When not seized with problems as such
It is day to day affairs and must be tackled properly
It is appreciated very much when put across wisely
It is good sign to remain always active
It is equally bad sign if you expose as reactive
People may count you as hostile and immature
It may block your chances and make you insecure
It is not right on our part to offer arguments at criticism
It is known lacuna and allowed in humanism
We simply offer advice or comments without being asked for
It simply creates distrust and situation like mini war
We must learn to sustain the criticism at any cost
It is very severe and considered as worst
Why do we employ double standard when we are at fault?
It adds to woe and agony as if wounds are filled with salt
It keeps you worried all the time for critical remarks
It generates ill will and controversy sparks
It leads to heated arguments and strain the relation
To patch up later on becomes impossible and out of question
It has become now fashion to point out the lapses
No one cares as to what should be done to avert crisis
It is easy to spoil the relation and add fuel to fire
It takes less time to appreciate and admire
Words once spoken can’t be taken back
It may develop bitterness and relation may crack
It may also cause irreparable damage
It may slip out of control to manage
I shall sand to loose in all the respects
Who will search the soul and inspect?
There is something like good humor
It is best weapon in your armor
You inflict injury and your opponent may not come to know
Nice words spoken with sweetness may try to soothe and woe
It is how we tackle and come to an understanding
It is strongest and permanent thing for bonding
Think before doing any criticism and giving reaction
It will have equal force for reaction and action
Where we will be heading for to take refuge?
This is not small task but very important and huge
Let us share the dignity and honor at every stage
It may pen new era on shining page
It is essential to work for common cause
There has to be full stop or permanent pause
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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Evil That Dwells Within
I see faces that walk past me, And a shadow that stands beside me, I see you and the evil sees me.
When I am alone the evil always calls to me, The evil whispers to me but only inside my head, The evil is always around me and influencing my hatred of others.
The evil so frighting that others would flee from it but I find A new view of life with it, When good should envelope me the evil burns it away from me. I have no room for your pathetic lies and excuses this evil inside me is all I need.
It never judges only befriends me, I hate it but I wish to love it, With the evil that dwells within I can do anything and not fear anything or anyone, Speak my mind with decision I have not found my religion. God was never there but the evil that fills me.
I am angry and always seem to be, Only A few are selected to see the good in me, Others will have to deal with the evil that stands beside me, People judged to many times and now my mind is full of hatred, Burning my feelings and spitting on me.
I have never been bullied but people do it visually by glaring at me, Not my popular friends but the ones who don't know me, I hate you and wish to see you feel the evil within me, But I will not release it because it would make A scene.
When my time is right and Satan depicts and calls back the evil within me, Than I will be free. I am to young to live this way but feel I need to be to teach me a lesson, By doing it carefully. My friends Don't know the way I view things because I hide it like I have hid everything, I am close to them but still the evil seems to follow me.
Some days are worse when the evil influences everyone around me and they seem to turn it all on me, they can't contain my evil like I can contain it, The evil is powerful but not more powerful than me, But the evil can change my mood faster than a bullet can kill an enemy.
My mood changes and all I see is Red and Blasphemy, Go into a dark fit that is inside me, Brings up my anger and hatred that I feel towards others. Can't stop the anger from rising but it is all I can do to strive and fight the feelings inside me.
I gain control and the evil will never take hold, It follows me and is the shadow beside me.
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A real tension
Human beings are always hunted by the tension
They confine it to themselves and fear its mention
Tension and peace can’t remain one and go together
Mad race after oasis water to collect more and gather
What do we get after relentless struggle and efforts?
Does that help to build confidence and good rapports?
Without good will how ships can make courtesy call at ports?
How can it survive without the popular support?
What leads to an uncommon sufferings and tragedy?
Why all off sudden life takes turn and looks like comedy?
Do we not become laughing stock in public eyes?
There may remain many “if, but and why”
It is definitely greed that brings us down
Many people turn hostile and frown
It is our own dong and can’t blame others
Unnecessary thought may invade and continuously bother
When hasty decision and unwise steps are taken?
The outcome of its ultimate end is mistaken
We feel inching toward the realization of goal
It proves contrary and results in down fall
It is running after unrealistic pleasure
It may give momentary relief and never reassure
All steps taken are not for sure
The intension is not honest and pure
It is bound to suffer at the end
There won’t be left any time to mend
There may be same attitude from foe or friend
No one may come forward with kind words and send
It is said “wish “is mother of all ills
It raises men’s status on top or kills
It gives rise to unforeseen events
One has to prepare one’s self for unhealthy comments
It gives rise to unhealthy competition
A person throws all his might behind superstitions
It may lead to nowhere but to gallows
It may invite problems if he doesn’t follow
Honest intention coupled with efforts lead to peace
The things can be attained with accuracy and at ease
The efforts can be stalled but can’t cease
It may find its outcome soon to release
What makes our living and task so difficult?
Why do we project ourselves superior with different cult?
It aggravates already strained situation
The things must be evaluated in its proper prospective with relation
You may go down in your own circle with no result
People who are very closed to you may offer criticism with insult
It may increase your worries and tension
Is it worth to find its place or mention?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A mother and land
Mother in any form is dear and precious,
There is no single reasons but to offer various
Bowing head with respect with clear conscious,
World recognizes it and holds it right and continuous,
In our pain she cry
She never asks why?
What do we offer her later?
It is not a new matter
Whole world debate on this delicate issue
We fail to recognize and offer no due
She is there all the time to offer solace
Whether she is in small tent or palace
She may not complain about what went wrong
She is all alone like solid rock all along
Her woes may disappear and can’t last long
This is how she ignores plight and sings a song
Her beautiful voice may sound nice in the ear
The tile may pass and result into long years
She may remain same but definitely wear
She will contain onslaught and hold the tears
What all she can offer us for future?
She has no fixed agenda or tenure
She is still holding her ground well
There is no one for her stories to tell
We run to her and seek refuge,
For us she is supreme and huge,
Not a word we hear in her dishonor
She is by our side in the critical hour,
I would prefer to stay alone to serve the mother,
Even if heaven is offered, I won’t accede to or bother,
She kept us together like birds in nest
Why we go other place and see the best?
Mother land is no less sacred,
I would prefer to lay down life and allow tears not to shed
Hold the ground near to chest and don’t desert or fled
Let whole land turn into blood with color red
to serve mother land is altogether different
It has got wider concept and looks quite apparent
What do we offer in terms of loyalty?
It is the only reason that we consider as our duty
Motherland is to be defended at any cost
No heads will be counted as lost
It is dreadful even and be remembered most
It matters less in matter of defeat or victory post
Not an inch is to be given away or bartered
to her feet thousands of lives to be offered
Our sacrifice will not go in vain
Her dignity and honor remains concern as main
Never we questioned her role as to why or what for?
What I can offer in case of hostility war?
If honor and prestige are at stake,
I will not bother and avail my sweet cake,
Mother and mother land both remain in front
I shall prefer to lay life and bear the burnt
Nothing can be so holier than her grace and elegance,
I pray and worship for her continuous presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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