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Live without him

I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure

I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just

We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/

I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult

I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed

We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?

I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something

We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered

I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife

We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage

There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought

It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think

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Full of romance

Life is full of enterprise and romance
It must be tested and understood at once
We are here to prove our worth and excel
Rest all may follow suit and go well

He has thought over it and assigned the role
Take it as challenge and respond to call
You may find thousands of different creatures
You got to decide where your future lies

Prove on return that you did whatever you could
You did not merely spent life for searching the food
Even thought life was proving hell and difficult
You should love to live without fear of any insult

If you determined to overcome all the hurdles
There won’t be any impact even if they come in bundles
It is part of life and must be faced as they come
Seattle it accordingly and always try to welcome

It can’t come to standstill with one or two failures
It strengthens your efforts to make it sure
The end path is chosen and pushed through
This is only truth and equally true

We must thank almighty for giving us an opportunity
Even though it is a belief and we can only think of infinity
It is afforded once only and if is lost in vain
There will be nothing left except pain

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Difficult

Life is difficult-
Surprises are not always what we hoped they would be-

People misunderstand us-
We imagine we are kind
And they understand us differently-

Some problems never get solved
Some remain lingering for years-

There are cruel people in the world
Stupid ones also-

The fair do not always get the prize
The pushers push push push the good guys aside-
We see the Evil grinning and we cannot touch them-

All kinds of Hopes we have are disappointed-
Rejection is the Fate of everyone at one time or another

One has to try and try and try
And often that is not enough-

Life is difficult
And after a certain age is more difficult
And when young is also difficult-

Life is difficult in some time or some way for all of us
It just is-

Life is difficult
And even when it seems not to be
There is another time coming-

Life is difficult
And so long as we live
It will be.

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Enjoy More

I had lot more to enjoy than to loose
Between the devil and good I had to choose
It was going to be different universe in a long way
I was to catch child’s finger in fateful days

I was criminal in all the respects
Some people were fearful of my acts
I could sense the way they would prefer to react
Something was forcing them back in fact

I am earthy man with full of lovely feeling
The criminal past forbids me to stop further killings
I saw the changes when I declined to be blind
As at home wife had delivered beautiful child

“Is the world so beautiful to live in? ”
“Can there be more losses with gain”
I was puzzled to read in between lines
But fact remained there that I was feeling fine

She was for all smile when noticed some changes
I was changing fast with resolve to manage
No more hatred and wrong acts in coming days
I held her hand with promise in distinct way

How come one factor can change entire life?
I had performed all the acts with use of knife
Taken lots of lives for the self protection
Now I have decided to go in for corrective action

Lovely child reminds me of beautiful days ahead
I want the life to be completely different and lead
Let whole world gun for my life if they prefer
But I shall stand fast and may not like to suffer any more

The child has brought good fortune
May be at right time to change the tune?
Sing a song of total harmony with relative peace at heart
No one teaches anything but comes as surprise with good start

It may not be smooth transformation
But I am at rest with no more questions
Life can be led differently at any time
Little divine grace is needed sometimes

What kind of medicine can be useful for sound health?
Can worldly pleasures bring change with enough of wealth?
I find none but yes to some unforeseen development
It is altogether blessings in disguise with slight improvement

If there was to be best place for criminals in world
Nobody would have thought it for second and turn cold
At given point of time something struck to the mind
We may be different person with all changes to find

I want no more past history
I wish not to feel sad and carry
Let it remain buried for good
I have come to sense and lately understood

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Angel of the Sky

Some people don't know you like I do
Some people don't trust you like I do
Some people would rather choose a fool,
because they don't know you like I do

As a result, people fear the night,
the dangerous creatures that lurk within.
They bring their hopes completely down,
until surrender is hard to resist.

In contrast, I do love the night
There's awesome creatures that may exist,
during the times when I go out.
That's when I know that they do live

So I do not fear the night,
because there's miracles waiting outside,
once I look at the beautiful sky,
because lying in that beautiful sky,
is the angel of the sky, the hero in our lives.

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

And I don't fear the time;
there's lots of time for all to pass-by.
Once you look at the gorgeous sky,
pray to God to give you light.
You will see that there is time.

He is the light of all our lives,
The inspiration of my entire life,
The buried treasure that I find,
and what I'll live for till I die.

In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
My darkness is lighted by his light
He makes my life a better life

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

But some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some would choose a fool rather than you,
because they don't know you like I do.

They don't know the wonders of the sky
They don't know the meaning of this life
Or the times it takes from having to try,
to finally achieve something in this life.

It's hard to describe this art of life
It's hard to describe all of my difficult times,
because once in my life the light did die;
it wasn't easy to restore the light.

The light was dying and I fell behind
Hope I tried finding but I didn't know you
The light was dying and so was I
But hope I tried finding till I found you

So when I stare at the night, and the stars in the sky
A signal uncovered I try to find
One that leads my life back into your light,
to live in harmony all the time.

I am not scared of the taunting dark
Miracles await to eventually spark
For the very first time, if you just look at the sky,
because lying in the sky is the hero of my life

He's the sun that brings us immense light,
the love that always glides my life,
the strength that helps me win a fight.
He's what I'll live for till I die

In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
Looking at the sky brings me peace inside
I smile at knowing his presence lies in my life.

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

Some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some people will never trust you like I do
They do not know the wonderful things that you can do,
by being the angel of the sky,
the hero in my life.

The hero in my life
The angel that lies in the sky

You're the angel of the sky
The hero in my life
The angel of the sky
The hero in my life

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A life called bubble

The life is like water bubble
Full of agony, pain and trouble
Still we do not run away from the scene
The thrill and joy is about to be seen

Who can predict about the future?
No one can have permanent fixture
It is like balloon filled with gas
When it will burst? No one can guess

It is simple logic with no reasons
It temperamentally differs from person to person
The seasons may witness some change
The person may not change even in old age

The old habits die hard
We still neglect and go forward
We care for no correctness
We err many times and lack the exactness

We still hope for the best
Do not improve upon the rest
It is just hung in balance
We can't see it clearly even with lens

We are unaware of its magnanimity
We live in tension and don't prefer amity
It may be inherited weakness
Lot many things have to bear and face

It is better we realize it soon
The sun will be very hot in noon
It will be slipped away and totally out of hand
We will be lost for ever at the end

Some of the things are not of our creation
We may bear consequences but with no relation
It has just fall on us by sheer bad luck
We are no where in picture and almost struck

I shall prefer to be non- committal
Though for mistakes I want no acquittal
My commitment to the cause is total
I know it may prove costly and fatal

I can continue till the last
Life may run out very fast
It is to be utilized in full
There should not prevail any lull

It is considered as precious
You must work continuous
The gain or loss can be thought over later
The solution should be sought for the matter

It is of no use to linger over the issue
You can have different view
Still that remains as top priority an dmsut be solved
Dispute, if any, must be resolved

Life is to be made beautiful and worthwhile
It is to be enjoyed also for the meanwhile
It must be give a serious thought for a while
You should look cheerful and always offer a smile

Life may be called anything
For us it is something
We are just a part of it
We can't remain complacent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pull close to chest

I pulled her close to my chest
I tried in earnestly to my best
It was real and crucial test
I had conveyed my desire at least

She asked help and guidance from her God
I failed to catch whether it was yes or nod
I could guess it was pure invitation
Simple “No” was now out of question

I revealed all about my past
She reacted angrily and very fast
I thought I was finished and did not last
At least I opened up and threw away the mask

Was it undoing of my best efforts?
Did I fail to maintain good rapport?
What did I expect from her to support?
Was my ship was landing at safe port?

I could read worry lines on her face
I did consider it as unique but mad race
She was not prepared or ready to lace
I was impatient to meet her and embrace

What did she offer me in return?
Did I expect any rough answer or “U” turn?
I was about go away and run
It had left me with sensational burn

I was burning with deep desire
I did all my best to admire
She was not the commodity on hire
But she was like volcano and live wire

Whenever I tried to go so close?
She made hostile reaction with pose
I failed to convey the trust and to repose
She almost smiled at me like rose

I think not to touch her in life time
She was not in my mind as object prime
She almost came as surprise in life
Now I was dreaming about making her wife

Love has failed many in their journey
They might have spent lots of money
The love which I was trying was very precious
I wished to remain with her almost continuous

She might have misjudged me and declined
I was desperate and mostly inclined
I still had to probe deep in her mind
There was yet no answer from her to find

I tested her will and desire
She was almost on fire
I was set to score on her
It was crucial test here and here

I will not mind if I swim or sink
I will watch her without any blink
I have given enough time to think
I must find good and durable link

She was there in my mind
I thought I must find
She must be at ease
I shall give her all peace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Natural part

I am ardent lover of females and admire their part
As they have lots of confusion from where to start
What to accept and what to reject!
There is lot of stress, strain and needed to act

As female so many things are to be compromised
Maintain the tight schedule and stand firma as promised
There is every possibility of getting blame all the times
Yet she is the only person to take us out from difficult times

It will be totally unfair not to give them full credit
There contribution and sacrifice can be written on long sheet
Each page may speak of uphill task faced by them
As enough of care is needed for plant to come out of stem

Male counterparts on the other hand try to be worry free
No tensions at all, go round and make it merry
Whether study or not, every one will love and pin hope
Not much of regret even if he fares badly and flops

How much she has to take at home and outside
Her area of influence is stretched very wide
Even thought she may not be that much appreciated
But role played by her is dominant and definitely noted

World is so cruel at them and inflict several injuries
Add to pain and woes to clearly push into miseries
Thank God, now a day they have become empowered
Yet enough of it has been disregarded and their honor lowered

Basically human being is considered as wild animal
Some of the inherent qualities still same on arrival
He may go wild and do anything to molest woman
For a friction of second he may forget that he is good man

How can one feel secure under such circumstances?
There are lots of raps and murder cases and can be quoted as instances
Yet they are not as strong as they should have been
They are essentially a strong force and must be everywhere seen

No one can think of forgoing natural part
Male and female has different role to play and can’t depart
Let both remain at central place and prove as dominating force
So there is no excuse and reason to feel remorse

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Enough of liberty

I have taken enough of liberty
Even though I was always blessed by almighty
I could trust little less and worry more
Life was proving difficult therefore

We always term life as precious
But do nothing to move in one direction continuous
Create doubts and leave the efforts in between
Such an apathy is not understood or seen

When you trust Him and surrender?
You have no other choice than to wonder
He is in every living or non living object
Taking whole responsibility for any for the acts

We are living on borrowed space
We have only identity as dark face
It is as blank as any other object
People may love it or simply reject

We have evil mind to wonder
Force us unnecessarily to think over and ponder
When it is known that life is like bubble?
Why life should be made mystery or puzzle?

If we take the body as simple medium or symbol
There should be no difficulty in scaling the wall
There will definitely be the solution on other side
You got to believe Him and positively decide

There is no let up from His side if you have honesty
Every step should be taken in anticipation and not as hasty
Even if result remains unknown for some reasons
You have every reason to feel elated as happy person

There is no count down or dead line
Carry on so long you feel o.k. and fine
No one on earth can help if you are running out of favor
But still take on it as lovely moment with honor

No one knows the exact reason for our continuity
It is useless to point out or term it as futility
Life has every message in it to read and follow
If tide is not in your favor the n prefer to lie low

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Something In Mind

entered the worship place with something in mind
I was restless at heart and wanted more to find
It was not for any favor, wealth or material gain
But something was really hurting me with pain

I found myself at the distant shore
Where I felt nobody had tried to explore
I had too not thought about it before
Was I really in quest for asking more?

No, the world had me totally disillusioned
Everywhere I was hunted and needlessly questioned
I wanted an answer for it and to be mentioned
Was it my fault to be here on this lovely earth to be stationed?

I found nothing wrong with mother earth
Ample opportunity provided for meeting with death
Body to rest with ceremony of laying wreath
That was totally in conformity with faith

How many souls visit earth with beautiful body?
Breathe freely and roll on as if business of nobody
No one bothers to know what for we are!
Watch the entire scene by sitting very far

I found no answer despite putting lots of prayers
I planned to visit and take advice of sooth Sayers
As I was passing through different type of confusion layers
I had feeling of lone identity thrust upon as player

I could see labors toiling in hot sun
Playing their part with no unpleasant run
They knew it is do or die game in life
What is use of putting neck on the edge of knife?

I had enough of everything to spend with pleasure
After all there is no yardstick to apply and measure
If little thing can grant you happiness and satisfaction
Life must be shining with example and indication

We have nothing on hand after arrival
It is mere show of existence with rehearsal
Either we develop self contentment and enjoy
Or lead the life with deception and decoy

I wondered at the regular function of divine objects
They were never faltering or delaying in their acts
Sun and moon appeared at their destined time
Why we normal people with uncertainty think more sometimes?

I thought over it several times and retuned
The table was now on me to be turned
All other places are not for providing the solution
We are the master and can be in control with resolutions

Why worry about things not known to us?
Why not leave it to fate and simply trust?
Work hard for return of no favor or outcome?
Just think of good and whole heartedly welcome

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A lots of pain

It pains me a lot when I think of past
The memory comes on and disappear very fast
I preferred isolation as it appealed
All other ideas stood as isolated and repealed

I am in for all sort of detachment
I never tried for attachment
I had to pretend several times and act
This is illogical but a fact

I miss my parent a lot
They suffered and always fought
For our upkeep and bright future
For which they were unsure

They had no other option
Life used to halt without any motion
Many unanswered questions puzzled
But still they kept on and bravely lead

They had taken only one decision
It proved correct nearly to the precision
Mother may sometimes silently cry
Father may feel guilty and shy

I still remember mother would come to me and utter
I will not la; low our dream to shatter
Let life prove so much tough
We may walk while facing the rough

We need to bring you up for future generation
You can stand on your feet without any question
You mays serve well with your own kid
When we will be able to acct as head

You got to rise and face the world
They may come and take me to their fold
I will hide the face and try to be bold
I was feeling warmth in severe cold

All past events sometimes make me cry
I am not able to think and ask why?
Why only my family had to undergo?
Why there was not any easy go?

As a boy I was following very little
The ship was in distress and turning turtle
It was different call and had to be faced
We all dis not wait for time and raced

As I grew with time and age
I was in position to manage
I did not feel helpless or in cage
I was taken over even by rage

We had all struggled to survive
We were in all total five
It was really a marathon challenge
Life was definitely on double edge

How may b e surviving the onslaught?
How many may be over coming the drought?
The rainfall may come once in year
What an unpleasant things always to hear?

It is difficult to live on with misery
You may curse and lament poverty
They are interlinked with our final destiny
Though our world might have looked very small and tiny

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An open insult

Why can’t we care for human relation?
Why do we run for awards and citations?
None of it can give us full guarantee and honor
We will be known as strangers as creation of our own

We openly cry upon meeting the failure
We can’t go all out support and assure
We are uncertain and not fully sure
How can we go to roots of the problems and cure?

We react strongly to the human values
We still don’t find the reason and clues
How can we be in position to give their dues?
Have we failed ourselves to be honest and true?

It is time for self judgment and introspection
We can’t divide it into zones and sections
It has to be taken as single entity and not fractions
We can only prove ourselves by strong actions

We celebrate with fun fare out flying success
We disregard personal wishes and deny the access
We demonstrate to world to the tune of excess
How can we adopt double standard o with nexus

It is always give and take formula
Take but don’t give is only lacuna
Confine to self interest and commit fraudulently
How can we boost our image so loudly?

Are we denigrating our selves and cheating conscience?
Is there no proper chemistry even in science?
What are we trying to achieve and thriving for
What have we to do or offer what is not in our store?

Well, it is not difficult to come clean and profess
It is greatness of man if it is agreed to confess
It will help to come out with open mind
New dimension with relation can become easy to find

Human mind even subsoncienly can read and act
Inwardly it can accept the reason with facts
It is temperamental for anybody to raise and react
How best you can retain the onslaught is fine tact

Let us not underestimate the capability of others
They may offer correctly which sometimes may bother
It is how the balance is maintained with dignity
Life is not worth to live in if it looses continuity

We can’t raise the empires on the ruins
No pride can be restored by minting gold coins
Its credibility will be restored when accepted in exchange
It won’t be then very difficult to sustain and manage

Let us build the very fine human core
This issue has emerged many times this before
We have come out every time with solution
We only lack fine blend and strong resolution

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dangerous Thoughts

At one point of time I dangerously thought
Lot many ideas came and bravely fought
None of them were meant to be useful
They were all bound to make me unsuccessful

'Idle mind is devil's workshop' I feel it right
No one should take it casually or light
There is heavy impetus in it and needs study
Whole concept itself is beautiful and praise worthy

'One must end the life' to test the another world
It may be looking beautiful with many features and fold
Such things invade and make mind shaky
Compel us to do the unusual things and make unhappy

Remain among family members when feel such tendency
It should not occur often and at regular frequency
It speaks of defeatist views and helpless stage
It comes in mind when faced by failure or due to age

One should be cautious enough to repeal those views
That can push individual to the advices of few
It is likely that no end solution may ever be found
One may certainly be driven from the reality of ground

Life should not be reduced to boredom
Vacuum should be avoided and felt seldom
There are many ways to keep busy
Life can be made really easy

No one can deny about life and its hollowness
Yet we are here to live with and bravely face
Not all people may be born with silver spoon
One will have to face the hot sun in afternoon

Think of those souls who are short of everything
They are provided with no means or anything
They live the life of useless animal and suffer
We are at least far better and in position to offer

Keep busy all the time and live with pleasure
Life may have ups and down but nothing is sure
You may be on the top of the height at one time
At the bottom very next moment sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty Life

Where will I live?
Where would I call it home?
Where's my only land?
Where can I teach?
Where is it leading?
Where is my life?
Where will I die?
Where's everything gone to?

This is where I live,
This is my home,
This is my land,
This is where I teach,
This is my future,
This is my only way of life,
This is where I'll die,
This is my life.

This life is Beauty
This life is hard
This life is very difficult
This life isn't easy
This life is flowing
This life is teaching
This life is where I can find life of my own

I live in a beauty world
I live in a beautiful lake
I live in a land
I live in the wilderness of my land
I live in the world of tomorrow

Live in the Beautiful world where life is there

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Easy and Difficult

Easy to get a place in someone’s address book
Difficult is to get a place in someone’s heart
Easy is to judge the mistakes of others
Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes
Easy is to talk without thinking
Difficult is to control the tongue
Easy is to hurt someone who loves us
Difficult is to heal the wound
Easy is to forgive others
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to set rules
Difficult is to follow them
Easy is to dream every night
Difficult is to fight for a dream
Easy is to show victory
Difficult is to accommodate defeat with dignity
Easy is to admire a full moon
Difficult is to see the other side
Easy is to stumble on a stone
Difficult is to get up
Easy is to enjoy life every day
Difficult is to give its real value
Easy is to pray every night
Difficult is to find God in small things
Easy is to promise something to someone
Difficult is to fulfill the promise
Easy is to say we love
Difficult is to show it every day
Easy is to criticize others
Difficult is to improve oneself
Easy is to make mistakes
Difficult is to learn from them
Easy is to weep for lost love
Difficult is to take care of it so as not to lose it
Easy is to think about improving
Difficult is to stop thinking and putting it into action
Easy is to think bad of others
Difficult is to give them the benefit of doubt
Easy is to receive
Difficult is to give

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Ripples in spine

Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine

My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor

Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even

I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof

I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone

Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try

Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide

I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was

If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about

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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No more grief

It is humane to cry over split milk
Can not afford for cotton still long for silk
Exactly opposite to the God’s will
No happiness and contentment still

No dead can be brought to life
Same can happen with your dearest wife
One departed means once for all
No use of crying over it and wishing for recall

It is nature’s cycle and inevitable
Even though we may be strong and capable
So many things we can do or attain
But the past events are difficult to maintain

Many might have glorious past
The life would have been easy and spent very fast
They might have lived with colorful situation
They would have wished too for its permanent continuation

It is not easy to forget passed events
They might have passed as fast movement
No one can reel back the time
It has gone off and not remained as prime

It should not have any bearing on future
As no one is confident and very much sure
The past can be buried and present can be pushed
Careful planning for future and not to be rushed

The past is hunting you like grave wound
The is not with you or can never be found
It keeps you restless and does not allow you to rest
There will be no use shedding tears and not trying best

As the cloak can not be pushed back
So the time and fortune can not be brought back too
The lesson must be taken from it to go ahead
Certainly the uncertainty must be over and fears must be allayed

It is advised not to worry so much
Things can not be brought back as such
It is thing of past and must be treated
As by gone is by gone and purpose is defeated

It will be futile attempt to live under fallacy
You will be helpless and live under mercy
You must come out of past shock
As the time go on ticking in clock

It is natural to be alert on your part
It is normal way and no body can depart
It you cling to old things and do not forgo
There won’t be any place left to go

So try to be flexible and possibly adjust
It is very much essential and must
One should remain vigilant all the time and be careful
It is going to be very much useful

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa do you know?

Do you know papa? '
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness of life,
Not looked beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran continuous,

You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,

You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide

You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,

Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,

Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,

Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,

I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,

I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,

What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,

Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,

Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A love for papa

Do you know papa?
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness in life,
Not looked so beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life was not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too know it papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran as continuous,