Love by heart
If someone loves you by heart
Then it may remain so till the last
Whether you hide it by putting mast
Or bear grudge by raising doubt’s cast
That level may never recede
Even if you agree or totally accede
It is some sort of one time affair
To hold it last is really nice and fair
You may long to see each other
The storm might have been long withered
The ripples may still rise at some level
You may miss it even if try to excel
That is how love in life is evaluated
Where you are or suitably situated
Its importance is never equated
It is not uttered or any where related
It may not be your intent to cry over split relation
Yet it is tragedy that you maintain the wrong notion
Try to mix feelings with present scene
And consequences are definitely felt and seen
Yes that is some sort of integrity
And fine outstanding human quality
What we must understand is its importance?
Its virtue if misunderstood even at once
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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May remain as bye gone
Yes days may remain as by gone
Sweet memory may remain and can't be undone
It is all that we have to bear and remember
Lasting thing may remain with us for ever
It is like river flow
It has to die down and nothing to grow
The water may recede and easy to monitor
Can be life line in day’s time and to act as creator
New population or life may emerge on the bank
Many houses might have been washed away lives sank
Yet it is unforgettable link and to remain forever
We have to forget and nothing to regret however
We can not hold one opinion in all the times to come
Whether sad or happiness, both are inevitable and welcome
It may form in formidable chain of events
Some one to be remembered and forgotten as past moments
Life as such if you may evaluate
Can not be compared or equated
It stands in tune with the time and related
To someone it may be happy memory and to some one as ill fated
It is not merely coming on earth
Grow up with age and ultimately face the death
It has something more than to do and excel
Life is all about to be lived again and performed well
It is not raising of one’s self or rearing a child
We are not living in primitive stage and stay as wild
It is all about living as human being
There may be different characters such as poor, beggar or king
Life to some one may look as mountain
To some it may look like as green fields with fountains
How to spend it with more pleasure may be worry?
To some one it may be sordid affair to feel always sorry
It has different feeling at each and every stage
It may not vary with advancement of your age
It is static and has its own sphere of influence
You may start liking it if properly adjusted at once
It is our usual business to get along and reach the shore
There is nothing like little efforts or driving more
It is with equal force and in tune with demand
The ship has to be sailed on water and not on sand
Life may soon be over with all that you did
You might have reached to the end with or without any lead
It is not searching excuses for what you observed
It is all the time achievement that was due and you deserved
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Art in Question
What does an artist see in female figure?
Is it lovely figure, beautiful face or natural appearance?
Nothing of that sort influences when he draws in art
It is something extra ordinary that appeals him from start
What nature has to offer to a man kind for surprise?
There are many landscapes and emergence of sun rise
What do bright golden rays play a part on globe?
That is not an imaginary scene or part of any probe
It is al around us and appeal most of the time
It may not be of paramount importance or subject prime
It is how that occupies our mind and we give it a real color
That is an art form and always stays as gift from creator
Nothing changes or alters the course of celestial bodies
Human nature changes with the advent of stories
We adjust the art form to suit our narrow end
It is present scenario and prevailing stand
The deception is greatest art we have inherited
It has taken importance and always merited
No one cares as what will be fate of other side?
Something has to be done by keeping angle wide
We are sentimental fools and make others too
Try to get them in sweet talks and deliberately woo
It may involve treachery, deceit and unbearable pain
It altogether remains our worry and well executed plan
Do any thing wrong that may sometimes be acceptable
It may be taken as human weakness and still respectable
If you try to lure somebody for your nefarious design
Then it shall be unpardonable crime and may not go fine
Let art stay as an art for all the possible use
It may bring dark patches if resorted to misuse
What if female is painted nude to attract cheap publicity!
How is it useful to our existence for any time of continuity?
Master orator, great artists, honest politician and all public figures
May have their importance as an extra ordinary creatures
Nothing prevents them from performing art in their respective fields
They need nothing to shine with veiled cover or shield
Love thou and love the simple art form
Remain ardent lover and appreciate it in any form
It will remain always as special feature to dominate
It may swing in form mix it nicely and resonate
We are simple art piece from His creation
Are can never be doubtful or in question
Nether there can be any undue favor or equation
It has got special attachment and relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Go No Where
So time is up, so words are spent,
so I intend to go, but......... where? Shazia batool
To go no where
You will go nowhere
But come to me and here
I shall take your care
And no one may dare
You have kind heart
Some sort of beautiful art
Aches for somebody's grief
Provides cause for relief
People are nice and fair
Only you should judge and dare
It is alter all cunning minds
You may sometimes fail to find
Nature is full of love
Air and wind you must believe
They carry fragrance somewhere
So love dares and come from somewhere
You may never ignore
A nice call from nature
It is not about sharing grief
It is about love and belief
You may find me evergreen
As it was and always have been
There may be some setback
And so much at stake
You are observed by me
Totally impartial and free
You are you and thoroughly involved
Given free clean chit and totally absolved
You are not seen from outer level
You have shown and excelled
You were at your best and proved
I was never to be part but only loved
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Substance
It's okay if some have none.
Or know what it means to have it.
Some live their entire lives,
Having no clue what it means.
While others believe it is a collection of things.
That sit around waiting to be polished or dusted...
Until the importance of that act,
Bores!
That which has substance also has quality.
Even if ignored,
It will maintain its intent and integrity of content.
Its purpose has been defined.
And there is a reliability that is consistent.
And it is not surprising at all,
That many people have never come in contact with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A short of sight
Short of sight
Always dark and no light
No love but only hatred
To dooms day it may lead
What it may prove?
Fears it may not remove
Aggravate the relation but may not improve
You may always remain adamant and not move
You may be equated with fools
You will be made mere as tools
You may be used as scape goat
You will be made laughing stock for bad quotes
It is nice to act as fool sometimes
It may help to tide over bad times
People may take as sign of their victory
They may not store it as grudge in their memory
It has something to do with your brilliance
It shows how strong you are with mind’s presence
It is asset for any individual to excel
You can have easy way to remain and tell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Should Not
Why some one should feel unequal
When god has sent us on earth as equal
We might have been born to rich
But is that curse or beyond reach?
Human being is entitled to love
Live with peace and believe
With his unequivocal faith
Till he enjoys his last till the death
How does it matter with color?
What has it to do with honor?
Why black color becomes matter of joke?
Matter of hatred and to receive all master strokes?
Life is after all life and so precious
It must go on uninterrupted and continuous
We have no right to disturb it in any sense
To love or to hate is just nonsense
We are sent here to live and propagate
His message and spread it to relate
His importance and how it can be related to human being
It is applicable to all whether black or white, poor or king
Let us not hide behind any wall
To mislead the people and make it to look tall
Do that thing only which gives comfort
Maintains dignity and good level of rapport
Why do we look at stars when they are far?
Why do we need solution from liars
Why not we ask our own conscience?
Just be to your self in his presence
Do you need to hear it is for particular person?
Is there anything particular with reasons?
If no, then believe it is all not needed
Any advice, if given, must not be heeded
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In reply to your irate comment...
...well, yes, I agree the 'Comment' box is for comments - but hold on -
I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry...
yes, growing up in the Bible Belt
must be purgatory with only heaven and hell
I mean who reads Dante?
just don't unload it all on me, OK?
I guess I should try to explain myself
(this could be a long one,
like the others I pass over on this site,
who's got time for Byron or Browning or Milton?) :
Trying to make sense of this world
in the allotted time, ho ho,
I've found it helpful in the mind
- though I'm not 'religious',
but not aggressively irreligious I hope;
but still rather pressingly interested
in life and death, that sort of thing -
the concept of some possible unity
through love, Providence, order, law
(the Sun doesn't take a day off)
call it what you will
(or not - the Indians have spent
thousands of years on this sort of language)
and the possibility of finding
things related in some way through
something more than Chaos Theory
(as in a teenager's room)
or Evolution from two atoms
(by Whose law, huh?) -
(are you still with me?)
so that as in the most beautiful
metaphors and analogies
that poets delight in,
you and I and butterflies
and blue jays
and the smell of Spring
and yes, love -
are in some way related...
I think I'll stop there.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A nice to hold
It is always nice to hold somebody with high regard
It is sign of looking positive and straight forward
It may ultimately pay you in the long run
Certain people laugh it out and take as fun
It is best way and very good principle if we adopt
It makes people to act nicely and be little prompt
It is necessary to make more friends than foes
Otherwise life can be full of miseries and woes
I was overwhelmed by a good gesture from a friend
I thought of world coming to the near end
Why was it so that there can be tremendous change?
Was there any sea change in my attitude or age?
“Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise?
Make me to feel great with status highly raised
I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture
As you always wished me for bright future” I parried at friend
I was no where near respectable mark or level
You encouraged me to work hard and excel
Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm
I am Inspired to rise beyond certain level and “ism” friend replied
I was confined to zero energy and confined
You infused me with optimism and refined
How to express my gratitude and acknowledge?
I am novice and have no such knowledge
Will you pardon me for being so negative?
Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive
I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige
I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide.. I was overwhelmed
Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive?
No return of thanks when applauses received
We might have scaled new height and glory
Still we may forget the past as simple story
If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude
People will learn to respect with different attitude
This is what is expected from new generation
They should rise above all without any expectation
It may look as simple form of advice
It should not be considered as mechanical device
Time may change but not the essence and spirit
You may all the time need oil for lamps to lit
We shall not last to see it either
Storm may come and soon to wither
Life has to stabilize and prove its best
it must stand firm to the rigid test
I find no other reason to withdraw or not to follow
Very sensible person must adhere to and allow
It may pave the way for cordial relation
It is the time for motivation and elation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's the level that allows us each to live our own chosen lives. But I notice not everyone agrees with the primary importance of that level, and I try to account for how they don't.
quote by Robert Nozick
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Be Nice To Me
No catch, no strings
None of the usual things
Im happy just to lay and look
Lets throw out the book
Now were off the hook
And please just be nice to me
Wont you be nice to me
So tired, so sad
So sick of being had
By everyone who comes along
Would it be so wrong
If you played along
And please just be nice to me
And would it bring you down if I hang around
Just be nice to me
Its been a long, long time since I felt so fine
And I know your love is fine
I know whats on your mind but
Dont laugh, dont cry
Dont make me wonder why
Youre doing what youre doing now
Cant you see somehow
Its the wrong time now
So please just be nice to me
You know I aint in heat
And it would feel real neat
If you would just be nice to me
Come on think of me
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Can Any One Explain
Can any one explain?
How does people maintain?
The popularity chain
On top to remain
I fail to understand
What is their stand?
To keep others off in competition
What sort of key they hold for ignition
One remains on top all of sudden
Their names doesn't appear in main list even
They come like rainy cloud
I find no specific contribution to speak loud
I have no appetite for first position
But find it fishy and feel little odd composition
Literature is such holy field
Only deserving people should be praised and held
With lots of hard work and input
I find myself simply cut
From coming near to the goal
As some one suddenly appears from behind as ghost
I congratulate all who support such move
Try nothing to encourage talent and improve
Rather indulge in praising at personal level
I salute to all if such is the intention to excel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Heart Has So Much
I love you so deeply and truly my love. Although, I always end up putting you in trouble. You are such a nice girl because you gave me those beautiful moments of love. I cannot ever forget the true feelings which we shared. Stop blaming yourself, at least you tried your level best. You deserve happiness, lot of happiness. I wish I had something left to offer you. My heart has so much sorrow that offering it to you will result in even more pain. Not just to me but to you also. Totally empty I have become.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Paying in same coin
I never think of paying in same coin for retaliation
Even though there is attack with provocation
When my branches lower with load towards ground
Such changed in attitude from mankind is found
I think of it many a times but draw no conclusion
It sends me odd feeling with some confusion
How can passers by forget the fruits and shade?
When road was certainly deserted or forbade?
Who provides them safety and comforts?
Is there not some relaxation on the way or of that sort?
Nature has never deserted you in any extreme
Why sudden change to challenge the authority of the supreme?
It is not the case with human beings alone
The natural wealth is mercilessly spoiled even
Its reckless use may bring certain level of disaster
We gain the status of orphans and not that of master
This is not the only case where we are facing extinction
Forests are cut at enormous level and there is no new induction
The cyclones and floods take heavy toll of human power and properties
How long we may face such cruelty and uncertainties?
There is clear warning to all sections
The earth is loosing its belt very fast during action
Complete vacuum inside heavy plates
There is nothing more left to relate
We are sinking fast with volcano fire
How much ash is spread in atmosphere?
It may erupt again to cause disasters
We must forget to become sole masters
What will be gain if we loose our entity?
Become refugee in our own land with so much pity?
Where is the line to maintain good quality?
When there is rise in dishonesty and criminality?
Maintain the level if can’t improve further
Obey the natural rules and surrender
Earth has enough to feed you with protection
Take preventive measure with simple action
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little bit of arrogance
What is out come of little arrogance?
We may not realize its importance
We may get it back in same coin
When returned it may cause enormous pain
Not all can come out of its phobia
It is one kind of set back for intelligentsia
Some of unexpected fame gives rise to ego
It hurts them more when they fail to forgo
To give slip for such thought is definite victory
It may push you on the brink of misery
All the time you may be worried but insult
It may strike your mind often and remain firmly built
Some it is caused by the accumulation wealth
Extra precaution taken by them leads to deterioration of health
This generates irritation coupled with arrogance
The behavior becomes rude and seen at once
Good writers may always lie low
Give room for fresh poets and allow
Advice at any stage may prove contrary
As intelligence level may always vary
At no stage something irrelevant must be addressed
The hostile dislike may be seen as surfaced
There may appear to be some sort of avoidance
This may cause some set back for person’s prominence
Let this idea be taken off or kept at distance
Arrogance in any form is not considered as good stance
It lowers the person from his great reputation
It is bad reason for causing split in relation
I am of the opinion that one must act free
Be as humble as possible like fruit laden tree
It not only gives shade in difficult times
But rest along with some fruits in distress
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice vibration
I find completely mesmerized by the nature
Some nice feelings inside which quietly assure
The importance of its closeness and alignment
The nice atmosphere to feel part with nice moments
The day may have very good start
When you have attachment in heart
It has feeling for others and some vibration
Nature too bless it with harmony in relation
Something you breath in and leave it slowly
The freshness stay for while exhale freely
The complete recycle of energy in fresh blood
Until something rushes in form of flood
Something emerges in for of nice feeling
You are out for someone and willing
There is bloosom and full greenery
Nature is open for all with good scenery
You are opening up and thrive
Take some initiatives and revive
It is bid for beautiful life to live
Something l like love and affection to believe
You miss someone who is now so dear
You concentrate on something to hear
Your arms remain unfolded to invite
The passion and urge ready to ignite
It is not easy to hide and seek
It takes hours, days and weeks
You have something special to seek
The chances to success are always bleak
It is natural flow to attract anyone
You are one to offer it to someone
It may be there but needs some revelation
There may then be move to strengthen the relation
It is God gift and generally recommended
No one has right to feel offended
It may come to you in natural course
We are here to feel the pulse of course
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hold On
Look at me, see the love that you're missing
Can't you see, that I'll always be there
you can't run, you can't hide from the feeling tonight
Damage Done, I guess love isn't fair
Sometimes I wonder who you are
So close, but we've gone too far
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
Lonely days, fill my nights with such sorrow
Shades of grey, turn into blue tomorrows...
Sometimes I wonder where you are
So close, but your eyes are so far...
*Chorus*
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Hold On
Look at me, see the love that you're missing
Can't you see, that I'll always be there
you can't run, you can't hide from the feeling tonight
Damage Done, I guess love isn't fair
Sometimes I wonder who you are
So close, but we've gone too far
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
Lonely days, fill my nights with such sorrow
Shades of grey, turn into blue tomorrows...
Sometimes I wonder where you are
So close, but your eyes are so far...
*Chorus*
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
How long can I hold on till you say good-bye baby
you're gone and it's so wrong and now my heart cries for you girl
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Over The Hills And Far Away
A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'
I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Everyone Have Their Opinions
Everyone have their opinions that's how it ought to be
And respect their opinions though with them you may not agree
As long as they respect human rights and a fair go for all
The difference between you and them to say the least is small.
Everyone have their opinions and no two quite the same
Even between those who are known to think alike some difference one can name
That's what makes us most interesting we all think differently
And you are very different so different to me.
Everyone have their own opinions a fact that is well known
And like 'tis said of him or her the words to each their own
To others opinions you should not react in a violent sort of a way
We must allow for difference and let them have their say.
Everyone have their opinions that fact with us remain
And as long with your opinions power over others you don't seek to gain
Though your opinions may be very different to mine
I respect your way of thinking and our difference suits me fine.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The inseparable part
Rise and fall being the inseparable part
Life to witness and sustain it till we depart
Some good moments, if we are lucky, at the start
Else shed under the tree available at the last
It is nice struggle to be interwoven in memory
Each moment to be memorized without feeling sorry
Nothing has happened that can be counted as unusual
Life is shaped in same manner and termed it as casual
Anything that is live will have peak rise and steep fall
We can see the imagery things as it had not faced any wall
No hurdles or obstacles of any kind to race to the object
It was nicest of all when there was appreciation of fine act
This was not all that was expected in life to emerge
There is something more than that and has to do a lot to merge
I swear by words and feel so much pride
I believe love is strength and there is nothing to hide
My life was never threatened with tidal waves
Every time I faced the danger and had a close shave
I had feeling for my life and longed for beautiful company
It was like dead wish emerging all of sudden to accompany
As a successful man in life, I had sweet encounter
I was not a love bird or expert to be called hunter
Yet I loved to be in game without any challenge
This was for me a new thing like little scene of change
I knew it little till it came as powerful tidal wave on the way
It rose to a level and dashed me to be washed away
She entered the life and left lasting impression
I was down in her impression and offered submission
I was for sure and knew it was not meant to swallow
It was momentary rise then with calm down lie very low
It was not volcanic eruption to leave everything devastated
It was her arrival on scene and suitably indicated
I had swift encounter there after to follow suit
She was all for us and agreed to stay with
It was not less than any other achievement
The annexation of golden empire with happy moments
Life is not that all we intend or plan for
It is uncertain in all the respects and not very sure
If at all there is anything to sustain or endure
It will be pleasure all the time with no limit to measure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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