Love the seasons
Love the seasons
For many reasons
As an individual and person
As daughters, parents and sons
All witness beautiful change
Sometimes it has come with age
Sometimes with mood
And sometimes with fresh food
You are delighted
Many instances are sighted
You fly in the air
To be looked upon as very fair
It is good lesson
To be understood with reasons
Nature too wants
Even future stock is built by ants
Festivals too bring joy
Each season has reason to enjoy
Rain brings showers
For new and colorful flowers
We are human being
May have to function within circus ring
Some one may be powerful king
Some one might have remained as poor with no links
World is beautiful place
Provided with refuge for all races
Witness change and live at ease
Seasons are meant for us
Spring, autumn and monsoon
One after another to follow soon
With morning and bright sun
To get its zenith power burn the skin in noon
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A time pass
Time may silently pass and very easily
Still we may not feel wearily
We may spend it merrily
The rain may dash ground with showers
The garden may soon boom with flowers
We may have all the answers
This is complete cycle
There is change in circle
We brace up for it and are capable
It still looks fresh and new
Every season we may compare and review
All may remember it but missed by few
The ground may remain same
For seasons change we can't blame
It may bring happiness and fame
Love to like all the seasons
You know it and have enough reasons
It may vary from person to persons
Have we adapted for any future change?
How far we can adjust with any range?
Does it not look absurd and strange?
We are non committal in all the fields
Though it may be helping with more yields
We always go for protection and shield
Seasons do their work on simple basis
There is no particular reason or thesis
It is complete cycles which always persists
Adoption of change is good sign
One must understand and silently resign
It is not meant to suit any particular design
We are not meant here to alter the course
It is designed to have some change of course
You accept it as it is without any remorse
Change may not come appointed hours
Though it may be set during the years
We have to see it through eyes and hear through ears
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Four Beautiful Seasons
Why there are seasons…
And this may sound strange…
Is to provide good reasons
To justify change!
With no seasons when would birds nest?
When would some fly away
Because winter's a pest?
And Fall colors would be held at bay.
Christmas might well end up in June.
With no seasons no one would care.
Then the cow would jump over the moon.
Now that might roust up a stare!
Luckily for many good reasons
There'll always be change
In four beautiful seasons…
And that's not at all strange!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Round The Year
Gudkov* has finally drove home
To wait for me and welcome
She expects natural changes
In its originality with all the ranges,
She knows about its impact for sure
Those changes are indicators of future
Seasons may change and bring festivals
Something new to enjoy with its arrivals
Has it really been the one season?
We could have found no reasons
To rejoice and feel bad in emotions
As it reflects no more relation
The static flow with same water
Nothing to think about and alter
Bring in about lovely changes
And beautifully plan to enjoy and imprint on page
Round the year there are occurrences
For nature and human with so many instance
Flowers to be seen in abundance with colors
To remind us of originality with pride and honor
Seasons may come and go
But I have nothing in mind to forgo
Remember all lovely moments to rejoice
Count it with joy as full of promise
I wish her not to fool around
But search for me to be found
Embrace each other in nature's presence
I compose poem in her honor hence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Spring Has
Spring has lovely means to bring
All birds together with cuckoo to sing
Not by poor along but also king
To feel about change around the ring
Young veins allow and open to flow
For fresh blood to speed fast and show
Its real color for nature's love
Trust it more and strongly believer
It is time for changing old cloth
We it is nice time for both
To breathe and stay together
To be called innocent and passionate lover
It is in fact a lesson
For various reasons
If natures adopts change
We should look forward and manage
Love is to be made exception
It has no reason to feel for relation
It is same in autumn or monsoon
But spring may make it possible soon
What a way to observe and watch?
To get lost in moment to catch
Move around in hand to hand
Not to make others to feel jealous about friend
Moon is the only witness
Where lovers find their true face
No way to get lost over in any case
As it seems to be the only race
Silver light hunts around
Make all surrounding silvery to be found
Not only beautiful land but trees too shine
Make it superfluous to feel fine
I close the eyes when go near
Just lower the lips without any fear
It makes soul to feel and bear
The closeness to feel with few tears
It shall be endeavor of both souls
To seek solace and warmth not to commit fails
It is one of the memorable moments
To feel and make other to feel as heavenly sent
It may soon slip over to autumn
Many lovers may think bad and condemn
Yet it is change and time to settle down
To know each other and own
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Seasons
Enjoying the walk, with no talk
the air so crisp, the breeze so light
the sun so bright
the leaves are changing, falling in range
the animals storing for a cold winter night
the coats are hanging, will be changing
the seasons are changing so rapidly
where did the summer go
the fall so beautiful, the sunsets so breathless
the rain so cold, the clouds so gray
changing to snow, and growing
waiting for spring to bring
the green and the dream
of beautiful flowers and the gift of life
to the season change
but we love the changes of all
circle of nature, the beauty it brings
for all to sing, giving me spring
poem by Michael Peterson
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Beautiful Bird
I saw beautiful bird
'Cuckoo' by name and with lovely voice cord
Always there to bring about some cheers for human being
As they love the nature and in praise sing
I saw the pain and dryness in bird's voice cord
The bird watched towards sky and jumped forward
This was not good omen and I feared some bad fallout
I thought of certain short fall in rain resulting in draught
Dark clouds were no where seen
With little sweet melody you can witness the scene
I helplessly observed no change
As bird felt it and could hardly raise
Some people pick the sense and raise the concern
They too predict something bad and speak it in turn
Rain God may not be kind this year
If it is to be believed in ears
Birds give good indication of seasons
Their arrival in time with reasons
They pick it with their hidden sense
They express joy with their presence
Take morning stroll if you can
You may feel freshness of air without fan
It blows gently to instill new energy
A real blessings and chance from almighty
I always to see beautiful things around
Cool breeze to feel and dews on the ground
It is really wonderful to think of best friend
Nature as such is our close ally to stand by
Let us be with birds to celebrate
Enjoy its presence and strongly relate
We have to share more burdens
As we have lost some ground and faith is shaken
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Change
(j.p. maunick/r. bull)
What we got here
Is not a fools dream
We really feel the need
Weve come to ground
Like prisoners on the run
Just minutes away from freedom
Aint no use in fooling ourselves
We really feel the need
Whatever it takes
Nothing will be too much
We both long for better days
Baby, were different as the seasons
Never ever giving reasons
Left with the tears
And the paralysing fear
That brings us to our knees
Chorus:
Change
Bring on the changes
Change
Bring on the changes
Its no pretending, no denying
When you really feel the neeed
Going to hang on and be strong
Turn the tables, make the change
The two of us, different as the seasons
Never ever giving reasons
Left with the tears
And the paralysing fear
That brings us to our knees
Chorus x 2
Theres gotta be some give and take
If we ever gonna make a change
Chorus x 2
song performed by by Incognito
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The world is all but a circus
The world is all but a circus
~
The world is all but a circus
And we the animals caged
To be paraded for our entertainment
The show that is the biggest of all
Roll up, roll up, bare witness
To the performance of man and time
See the beautiful maidens dance
In all their colourful glories
While the lions tamed to bow
The king of the jungle no more
The humble clown who makes us laugh
Paints his mask and wears it well
The ring master smiles, laughs with glee
While blind we follow his lead
The world is all but a circus
Roll up, roll up bare witness
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Worthwhile Things (A Young Poet)
Consider the seasons, how
they change,
Beautiful snow, falling rain.
Summer sun shining
bright,
Millions of stars, giving
light.
Flowers blooming in the
Spring,
A choir of childrens voices
ring.
Gentle flows, from a brook,
Aroma of food, beginning
to cook.
Our children lying safely
in bed,
After good night prayers
are said.
Happiness we feel when
loved ones smile,
These things make life
worthwhile.
poem by Heather Burns
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It is Spring Time
It is Spring Time
It is spring time.
I can smell it in the air.
I can smell the flowers.
I can smell the grass.
I can touch the grass.
I can touch and taste the vegetable growing in the garden.
The weather is changing.
The weather is warming up.
The trees are blossoming.
The flowers are blossoming.
It is spring time.
Easter has passed.
Beltane has passed.
Spring and May is here.
This is the time to tend to your garden and planted some flowers.
Some people pray to God to protect their garden.
Some people pray to Mother Nature for protect.
I do both and I thank God for this planet.
It is Spring Time.
The animals and bugs come out to play.
The frogs jump around the pond.
The wildflower comes out.
The sky is clean and blue.
The sun is shining.
The horses are running free.
The sunflowers are growing.
When seasons the earth also changes it is a beautiful way.
Nature is every where.
It is spring time.
There is rain and storm.
The trees have leaves and it arms.
The trees are ancient.
An apple falls down from the trees.
This is what thinks spring time is for me.
Spring time is beautiful.
Spring time is when nature is beautiful.
It is spring time.
Spring time is here.
The rabbits come out, and hop round.
The bees are collection honey for us.
The tulips are blossoming.
The roses are blossoming, and looking so beautiful.
The lavender is purple and bright.
Spring time is a time to celebrate.
Spring time is a time to clean our environment.
It is spring time.
Spring time is a time when rain falls.
Spring time is the time when the seasons changes.
Spring time is when the plants grow.
Spring time is my favorite season.
Spring time is the time to be happy.
It is spring time.
poem by Crystal Chown
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Beautiful Place
This world is beautiful place
this beautiful place with lass
with her sunset
beautiful
when her sun raises
it's beautiful
and moon in a light move
is beautiful
through out of her night
is beautiful
the gleaming of her stars
and morning shines
is beautiful
her mood
as the waves of her ocean
the blooming of her sight
her oldness of her blessing saint
and breezes of her beaches
her mountains and her meadows
teaching for us her love
the beauty of her fall and her fame
the differnce of her four seasons
the pouring water of rains
as roaring her mount river
or floating hovering fog of her face
the beautiful secret sigh
and ease of her drizzle shower
all her flagrancy; her fun
different faces
and different voices
of her..
so the beautiful place for lass
is beautiful place for love.
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Autumn
The early evening sun set
brings blazing colors
red, yellow, many shades of orange
the beautiful painted clouds flowing so gently
the landscape changing so beautifully to the season
the trees changing colors and the leaves falling so gracefully
the cold brisk wind bring chills to the body
the autumn season brings lovely scenes
mother nature painting at her best
to bring the painting to life so splendidly
birds soaring south for the winter season
parents raking leaves, kids jumping in piles
laughter fills the air, what a pair
the beautiful time of the year
autumn the season of change and beauty
mother nature at her best
creating endless landscapes, so breathless
poem by Michael Peterson
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In New England When Change Is Guaranteed
Seasons change,
As the rain and cool breezes...
Introduces the shift.
And so noticeable in New England,
Is the quickness done by this.
When a new season approaches,
A cleansing of rain from cloudy skies begins.
And distinctive are the seasons...
Showing characteristics different between them.
After each season has settled in.
There is no mistaking Winter for Spring.
Or Summer for Autumn.
Not in New England when change is guaranteed.
Especially when the leaves turn to brilliant colors,
In the Fall.
Seasons change,
As the rain and cool breezes...
Introduces the shift.
And so noticeable in New England,
Is the quickness done by this.
When a new season approaches,
A cleansing of rain from cloudy skies begins.
And distinctive are the seasons...
Showing characteristics different between them.
After each season has settled in.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hard snow
The surface was shining with glow
As the sun was lazy and very slow
It had no impact on ground
Everything looked beautiful and sound
It was all white and clad with snow
I have come very close to know
It has steel like quality and stiffness
Though very beautiful with smoothness
Every season there is fresh snowfall
It is beautiful response to the seasonal call
Change over in every season with fresh impetus
Life to be tested in different way thus
We pick many good things from nature
Snow may melt and that is fact for sure
It is natural to be submissive and change
As per environment and manage
I find it exactly the opposite
With some of the things very near in sight
I too find it quite natural with their non performance
It stays same and doe4s not change even at once
Nature doesn’t change so are the human
Same can be seen with man and woman
“We will not change at what we are and what should be”
The originality should not be lost to be looked very free
All natural process to take place in destined hour
Snow to melt, evaporate and form the cloud to pour
Again to come down on earth and repeat the cycle
There is constant change and definitely makes full circle
I wondered at the snow with concealed mildness
Though very hard outer space but no wilderness
May be the same with human nature only to reflect kindness
Retaining same hardness but presenting it with fineness
I want the snow to melt and flood the rivers
Rush with madness to touch the shores
What else remains to be seen?
I am at receiving end and very keen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love To Be Witness
I shall love to be a witness
See the changes in early morning and face
All that could be seen with own eyes
Birds with wings and all colorful butterflies
How the flowers shrink in cold breeze?
How do they feel covered with dews?
How do they long for first sun light?
I consider it moment cheerful and very right
I can't claim as natural lover
Neither am I strong supporter or believer
Yet no one can deny the existence of natural power
That is why so many flowers come up with first rainy showers
Ponds are filled with fresh waters from flow
Frogs make it wonderful with their trau trau* (sound)
All such beautiful things you can never forget
As nature is now in full bloom and set
Same pond, same water but with different kind of flowers
All have come up with first accumulation of water and showers
Not all may notice such beautiful and magnificent show
Where nature has given us everything in abundance in flow
Who will want to neglect such scene?
Where it can be again witnessed or seen?
No where else except in forest area of beautiful earth
It is exceptionally outstanding and can be called worth
I was stunned to glance at the gradual emergence
It is wonderful to see and observe by chance
Like birds, frogs and all insects I too join and feel part
It is beginning of an end and very good start
*trau trau.. sound of frogs
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I look
I look towards sky with helplessness,
But life filled with joy and sweetness,
For centuries man kind failed to witness,
Holy creations lived so happily in oneness,
With all merciful act and grace,
I raise my head with gloom on face,
Request the God not to make us out of race,
Allow us to live with peace and great embrace,
When I bow before you with so many questions,
Find so many wrongs with the season,
All the three let loose hell,
How do I feel so kind and well?
Rain brings so much destruction and flood.
As if some demon is hungry for blood,
Loose we shelter and out of food,
Nothing looks so kind and good,
Summer bring scorching heat,
Throw the fire balls in form of heat,
No one dare to take out the head,
Always thirsty and water not had,
Death in all winter more severe,
Many perish in snow here,
How to face and no where to go?
Prepare for the worst with season’s flow,
What a joy and happiness you bring?
Bestowed us with beautiful season spring,
Cuckoo and birds with melodious voice,
We never fear seasons but have no choice.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A baby boom
Each ward full of new arrivals
For parents not less than festivals
Joy and happiness could be read on face
Who could definitely tell what their race was?
Full of cheers and cries all over in the warden
All are excited with their entries all of sudden
May be it is arrival of spring in garden
Plants are ready to make the show very often
It may be just beginning of new season
Flowers may boom with some reason
Fragrance may be spread with lot of joy
Soon children may be playing with beautiful toys
This land is beautiful garden with lot of arrivals
Some may breathe and some may face dismissal
What do they bring in for us to live little longer?
It is feeling of unique kind which grows stronger and stronger
Flowers of different kind and color strongly wish to survive?
We just look at them and do nothing or take no steps to revive
We just enjoy their momentary appearance and allow them to fade
We think of nothing and consider it as routine or mere trade
Why do we love children more in initial days?
What a beautiful way of offering smile in innocent way?
Do they bring all type of hopes in the form of bright ray/
Do we last long in the hope and express solidly in pray?
It is how the world moves on and so we to with our mission
We humbly let almighty to know when we make submission
We seek all the time His blessings for present and future
We need to be simple and honest and make it doubly sure
As children rise on their feet with the passage of time and grow
Their efficiency in all the respect and worth to show
We may realize the importance of their being
They may prove and carry us on their powerful wing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Beautiful Garden
Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about
Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age
Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied
Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however
It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise
It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come
In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune
Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds
Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful aspect of nature
Did you ever witness beautiful aspect of nature?
As if bright shine is made to reflect for future
Happiness is all over to influence the human mind
New energy and its usages are to be found
How could that appear in systematic dimension?
Each trunk appear with correct measurement and precision
Color to match with original green leaves
Hang downwards to recognize nature's dominance
Spring brings special effect to speak for itself
As if the natural treasure has come out from sea shelf
Each flower to speak of its origin and identification
By color itself you may know the fragrance and relation
How best it has endured the sprit with cycle?
Why there is no such delay in its arrival?
You may know the complete change
As if youth has appeared with age
All birds and animals echo with spring
Rightful utterances with melody to sing
Celebration in morning before sun shine
Human beings to come in life and feel fine
I am believer of nature and certainly respect
Nothing speaks contrary or against in any act
Nature has played effective role and may do so
We only have to follow and naturally go
Anybody can pick up the threads
Weave it to full use and lead
Nature may never deceive you
If you choose and rightfully go through
How many colors are represented in spring?
Every body feels part of its being
Human beings are not exception
We must delight and accord good reception
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing permanent
You find nothing permanent
Disappearance sudden after moment
Will be called dead if no movement?
Life standstill with no comment
Leaves start falling in season
Make the way for some reason
New and fresh branches start to boom
Flowers all over and no more gloom
It is natural law and complete cycle
Nothing stays as matter of miracle
Life all over even in small particles
Tiny cells and smallest molecules
Any living things will have to go
Staying here may have to forgo
It is simple way of changing style
Season after season may change for while
Person should change so also habits
Credits should be more than the debits
Neither to stick nor to be habitual
Allow it to go simple as casual
Change is welcome for all the reasons
It may vary from person to persons
Some may like old and not to change
Some may opt for new and ready to exchange
Adapting to change is welcome sign
Nature may force you to accept and resign
Initial resistance is bound to occur
After some hesitation you got to concur
Change is natural and continuous process
Any body can have reason and access
Must think deeply and accept the change
Reconcile to self and set to arrange
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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