Madame Tosad
Little thought crept in mind to crave a good name,
Some one suggested Tosad by name so contact Madame,
Had all the information on table and search begun,
Found it interesting and amusing but full of fun,
Criteria are laid down and place for only celebrities,
Should have high position with all noble qualities,
World should have known or taken note of contribution,
Was not merely a show by simple way of contribution?
It was proving difficult as mind raced,
So many questions raised and faced,
Desire was strong and had surfaced,
Mentally strong and self to be braced,
When compared the noble conditions,
Did not find with comfortable position,
Apart from having clean track record,
One should be in position to afford,
I had plenty but earned through disrepute,
Had never offered single rupee to contribute,
What all I did was to corner it for own,
Blame to others and responsibilities disown,
These criteria were no where to be seen,
Temper was running high, making me keen,
Why did not they think of mafias and gangsters?
We had contributed not less than others,
Not a single condition made me eligible,
I only wanted to make entry forcible,
Neither had I found any situation favourable,
Nor was the wax statue durable,
Wax may melt with heat strong,
What use to find place among,
Chase not easy and march very long,
Not so easy but very difficult song
I shelved the idea to find place,
Already had a place in palace,
It was just hard try or solace,
But was it not worth try for race?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Lazy Lately
made them a play
laid by the sea
a lifetime of promises
translated to me
its been hard, hard, hard
its been so hard
easy to place , easy to fake
when i don't know about me
you know you'll be strong
shes far too young
if you got something to say
its easy to know
that you'll find me awake
leave me alone
heat of a gun
leads me to know, you've been
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
laid by the plain
raised by the sea
feels like a hologram, a halo underneath
its been high, high high
getting oh so high
raised by love
faced by the sea
a scene all alone
so i know why you come
its been high, high
getting oh so high
if you got something to say
its easy to know that
you'll find me awake
leave me alone
the heat of a gun
leads me to know, you've been
lazy lately, lazily
if you got something to say
see me alone
you can find me awake
leave me alone
the heat of a gun
leads me to know, you've been
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
if you got something to say
lazy lately
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
lazy lately, lazily
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Easy and Difficult
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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No Money No Honey
There is always talk of the town
As your tongue is sewn
You are speechless at home
You are pawn in her game
She has made you yes man
You are figure of obedient woman
You are doing whatever she demands
You are more of friend than husband
You have no money
So you are not honey
You are driven easy
As you are not choosey
You will be shunted from place to place
As she will use you horse in race
If you fail to reach home in time
You will forced to say outside sometimes
Learn to live with situation
Earn and love more in continuation
Show your worth to her and prove
Take her hand with pride and move
Create a formidable position and own
Make big name and remain known
All will respect if you have money and position
This old position may remain at back door and in transition
Women may want husband of their choice
Sing to their tunes and commit firm promise
They will submit only when assured of comforts
They will set aside anything even if there are bad reports
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Position
I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention
How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart
It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry
Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles
Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition
What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find
Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences
It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess
You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find
Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over
I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind
This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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About self
It has been horrifying tale to narrate about self
It is full of bad ad good qualities lying deep heart shelf
It may never come out to the knowledge of even close friends
Some of the things may be known when life nears to an end
It is individual who only shapes the destiny
In doing so he gets help and extension from many
Yet it remains his own struggle and brave front
Which can realize and end in reality if he wants?
“I” has no relevance if performed in isolation
If may find some place if found strong relation
It may find honorable place with some nice indication
Lots of praise and flowers for good works in felicitations
“I also mean confirmation of powerful ego
In no way it can find place and has to go
No one may tolerate any proudly person
With whatever intention or meaningful reasons
With so many ups and down
You can have something of your own
Whether it comes with your wisdom
Or can reach you seldom
Life is constant flow
You may receive applauses or blows
Yet it has to move and go forward
There is no chance to look backward
“I 'mean nothing in sense
It may make you happy or go tense
You are single entity to emerge as one
Have to think self and curse no one
So to know self is really a Herculean task
No one may come to know if you are wearing mask
It is better to shed self image for noble cause
It you can’t do it then maintain distance with pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Am unable to understand
Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen
I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result
I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind
You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground
All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear
That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved
It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release
It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent
Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person
I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor
She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own
The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home
I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Did You Know
Did you know that love can grow any place where people go,
And I can tell by what I see that you have found a place with me.
The sun is high the day is new and
I have found a place with you.
Ev'ry place and ev'ry face casts a spell and leaves a trace,
With you in mind and with you near, the myth is gone, the past is clear
And here with scars of now and then so you and I begin again.
Did you know I've been searchin'? Did you know I've been blind?
Did you know I've been touchin' anything I could find?
Did you know that here below, moving where my feelings flow,
You live with me in time that's new, suspended in a love that's true
And far beyond the fatal noise and bathed in all life's simple joys.
Did you know that love can grow any place where people go,
And I can tell by what I see that you have found a place with me.
song performed by by Don McLean

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The Dolphins
This is the new place where my beloved wife and myself breathe quietly.
The place named as 'Dolphin Apartments.'
You may find it without any trouble because the way belongs to our billet called Easy Lane.
But the life is not easy here as it's very difficult to afford the massive rent.
We are still invalid coins in the land of opportunity.
There are two dolphins as a couple exhibits on the signboard.
I sometimes think if they come down here and we go to the signboard
Then the life is more comfortable for us?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga

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Step mother
Is step mother altogether different from real mother?
Every time this question emerges and bothers
Whether real or step mother the vacant place can’t be filled by others
It is woman who has heart to offer as kind feeler or soothers
It is very difficult to offer motherly affection
Hard to swallow bitterness as nothing is left for selection
One has to undergo rapid change and adjust to the situation
To share the grief even if there is real infatuation
You may like and love your own kith and kin
There is no love lost and always wins
You care for love and offer in return
Many things to forgo and many things to learn
Kids need enough care and love from both
you must have allegiance to God even without taking oath
To offer best love and attention at the cost of discredit
Even true love offered may need observation and merit
People will not appreciate good gesture and sacrifice
Motherhood needs recognition and need to suffice
Step mothers are always blamed for nothing
If no good name can be given then at least praise something
What does she get for playing this noble role?
Bad name and discredit for work as whole
Not easy to play role of wife with different approach
Many may meddle in the internal affairs and unnecessarily poke
It is holy task than holier
Many have played the role successfully even earlier
You should be careful and not to be choosey,
Task is not to difficult but not also very easy
It has never been appreciated in past
Apprehensions always persist and doubts cast
Single individual may not live to last it long
Indeed difficult position to be found and appreciated among
Who needs the step mother most?
The children who have dearly lost?
How does husband spend time and at what cost?
What is so important in life and what is must?
Life becomes dull and dry and without any aim
Not a single man will boost happiness or claim
It will be simple word game and all the blames
Whole system will be on fire and flames
Woman bears heavy brunt and finds it difficult
She is at receiving end and has to share the insult
God only knows how she copes with such ordeal?
She is doing tremendous work and makes life real
Lets us pass all the respect which ever is due
We may not know the situation or have any clue
Woman has very big heart with all the kindness and love
We must bow our head and her greatness simply believe
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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A test with one eye
A test with one eye is formidable task
You may go in for search and ask
It is staring eye with lot many questions
It may not set in with good equations
Can world be explored with one eye vision?
Will it make enough probes with comparison?
Can it make in roads with complete liaison?
I think it may not be best way or suitable option
I was amused at the use of one eye by a friend
She was visionary and saw it with horrible end
The world was not the same to live and enjoy
She imagined it as beautiful place and full of joy
Something was still missing and her eyes refused to believe
She was not contended with and did make her to relieve
The love corner was occupied with hatred and prejudice
The holy feelings were taken over and termed as merchandise
She tried to close one eye and observe it with one eye
There was misuse of everything and everywhere and could not question why?
Her eye was moving in all the direction to find an easy answer
No one could satisfy her and found nothing from viewer
It was her hunt for noble cause
I was definitely peace mission because
An eye could penetrate and search for solution
It was firm decision and had come with strong resolution
One eye had limited scope to cover the area
The closed eye was blocking the plea
There was complete dark at the base
This was happening under the nose
Something she was unable to perform or observe
She was going for it with all the energy in reserve
She had firm belief that world may wake to the reality
She may find the world with tolerance as main quality
How many wars have been fought and won?
Have they bettered the world or helped any one?
Why does my eye must see the intolerance and hatred?
Is it considered as noble, desirable and sacred?
She decided to close one eye forever
She had option to visualize however
She did it for entire world to shun the violence
They needed the world to be observed through lance
How many peace loving people may be living with such noble aim?
Who can remain aloof from all consideration and still not claim?
How many can observe self imposed discipline and visualize the scene?
Will it be worth while to watch the people loving each other and seen?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Where were you
Where you when light were went off?
I was frightened and cried for wolf
Wife whispered in ears few lines of song
I couldn't think what actually went wrong
Before going to sleep, we had sweet fight
Mind was still preoccupied with dead night
So many thoughts invaded and crossed the mind
Sudden going off light was seemingly unkind
May be it was unexpected and all of sudden
Not easy to skip off when worries are laden
Loud sound woke me up and I was unaware
All thought disappear as that of shining flare
I could not laugh easily at silly exposure
It proved me as coward person with status unsure
What could I do in such difficult situation?
This put me in difficult and awkward position
This speaks clearly the state of mind
Sudden shock was not something of new find
It happens when one is not well prepared
Position as such shouldn't and can't be compared
Everybody laughed at my uneasy calm
I felt amused as descended from the high tree palm
Though it was unusual but not matter of joke
Every body laughed at and unnecessary poke
I too realized it had many implications
It was raising doubts and complications
Wife too was serious and at pain to explain
For many days she had to hide and remain
Nothing more could be done except to laugh
Wife handled it well as my better half
I too put up a good show and brave front
Shared agony, shame jokes and bore the brunt
These are lighter moments of life
It can only be shared with wife
Time may come when you may realize
How true it was to laugh and memorize
Sometimes it is blessings in disguise
You can easily met your beloved with surprise
No one will take note of dark situation
To be spotted by any body will be out of question
Night with darkness represents unique picture
Dead silence and blanket cover helps the fixture
Two true lovers can meet and enjoy natural beauty
Calm may prevail when they try to be little funny
Even dropp of pin may disturb the silence
Slight movement of leaves may create disturbance
They find the way without dimmer of light
They may not loose again with lovely sight
Oh no, don’t make them feel so nervous
Peace of mind goes off making them furious
Let the light not come again with full surprise
Hand in hand and with promises to rise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Visiting hell
I longed to visit hell,
Eager to see and stories to tell,
But I hoped to see it at the earliest,
I thought it may not be good but best,
My eyes stopped and took me by surprise,
Alighted from winged plane to rise,
I wondered and thought step so wise,
One should come here and improvise,
Not bad place to reside,
Leaving all worries aside,
All looked after well,
Nothing to fear like hell,
It is right choice to be here,
Easy to find and not to go anywhere,
All comforts and great souls to meet,
All happily residing and ready to greet,
Why people on earth don’t know it?
You won’t get place even you go with lamp lit,
Do all whatever you can and then come,
Doors 24 hours open and always welcome,
It is little crowed otherwise no problem,
All comforts and stability provided to them,
All fears, long chase and reprisal not here,
Free movement and at will to go anywhere,
I found one notorious soul and asked for comment,
Quick was reply with broad smile” Don’t lament”
People there problematic and hell bent,
We have found this place as heavenly sent,
Don’t be afraid of coming here,
You will not find the good place anywhere,
So we send the message for your happy voyage,
Leave all there for them and bring no luggage,
You will have good beginning and new page,
Freedom from harassment and virtual bondage,
Surrounded by family like strong prison,
Have no say, clear ideas or simple vision
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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The Vanity of search -Based of the teaching of Gouthama Buddha
Dawn descended Crushing the Placid Night.
Tearing with its claws the Tranquil of Divine Dark.
Piercing and butchering with the sward of Light
the merciful twilight found no Strength, but
slipped in to the dead of grave, wounded and heavy
The rumbling noise of people gathered and crowded
The Futile Feet of men Stepped around, to and fro
People walked, vehicles droved the search continued
the search for peace, the search for Joy.
People knew where to look for and and how to find it
peace is in the Sweet smell of Paper called money
it is in the belove d's Eyes glimmer.
It is in the Seat of Power and position
There is no Everest that cannot be climbed
No Ocean that cannot be Voyaged,
No distance that cannot be traveled
At any cost the Peace is to be found, cradled
amongst the Money and power
The search has begun and continues forever.
The Search is on and On, And On and On
The Search has carried on for eon
for many generations the search continued
it took us to the deepest infinity of space,
To Abyss of ocean, there is no respite from the race.
All is in Vain; Peace has vanished without a trace
Where it might be hiding, Oh peace where Art thou?
You deluded us for ages, your face you never show.
Are we searching in a wrong place? Where peace is not.
We thought it is in the Island in the middle of river;
perhaps it is the very river.
We thought it is the name of a Inn in the corner of the Road
perhaps it is the Very road.
We thought it is in the bird singing on the tree
perhaps it is the Very tree
We searched in the past, present and Future,
But past is a History and Future is a Illusion
Perhaps it is in the present, But the Present
is full of suffering, not trace of peace is found,
Oh Dear peace where art thou, May be you exist not
are you just a fantasy dreamt by Unhappy Mind?
Are you just a fiction giving us the Futile Mirage of Hope?
You peace, you just a dream in our fantasy stream.
You peace. You exist not, in your madness our mind is caught
So give up the search for all the search is in vain
Give up the Hope, let go the hold of the rope
Let go the eagerness, and relax in its oness
Stop the Search, stop the Desirer of Peace
Once the Desirer is stopped, the Craving for peace is ceased
we find ourself in a place so strange.
Our Mind is Void, empty of Desirer and anxiety.
In this nullity our mind relaxes, thus opens a new axis
in this utter tranquil and Carefree of mind
the True peace and Joy we can find.
The Greatest ever told oracle
flashes to us from beyond time and space, oh! What magical
the Peace is not found in the search or in its desire
Drop the Very desire of peace, cease the search,
Thus we transmigrate to a new realm, full of peace and joy
Thus the voice of Buddha lingers every where
Drop the Desire, in this you will find Peace
poem by Alfred Kumar

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Beautiful Sunday
I waited for beautiful Sunday
Normally place chosen as good day
Visiting shrines, mosques or churches
Well considered Him as impossible to reach
Does he really stay there and reside?
Then why he failed to show us or preferred to hide?
We are all busy persons and have many reasons
Why he should stay away when considered as their sons?
Yes I do concede one point in mind
He is not inaccessible to find
Many may tell that he has found good refuge
Only we fail to recognize and refuse
It is bit confusing and strange
This commonsense has come after considerable age
I have learnt to pray all divine forces
As no one has found them after considerable remorse
Take solace or satisfaction for only visiting
Verbal utterances for all sins and admitting
That may reduce heaviness already existed
This is the position and already stated
We may follow as heard of sheep
Only to wait for and sins to keep
Where else we may find the place to weep?
Only remember him to grant a peaceful sleep
Is it not funny to wait for long seven days?
Precious time lost in finding the solution and ways
Only one day to offer for simple blessing
In case something goes wrong or missing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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A dozen ton
It is twelve hundred long
Anything you term it for poem or songs
They are in verses and spread through years
It has helped me to ride over worst fears
The long competitions infused me with spirit
The little fuel in lamp kept it dimly lit
It gave no warmth but little heat
Sure path for achieving a memorable feat
The numbers are meant for simple memory
Sometimes they caused me amusement and worry
So many friends made me to feel bad and sorry
I still decided to go ahead and carry
The ideas and plots were pouring in mind
I wanted some medium or little place to find
Where I could convey paragraphs form of poetry
It was newest form from my side to portray
I loved to add rhythm with simple phrase
The idea was to make it remain and not to erase
It was starting phase and not easy
Though i remained quite amused and busy
It has given me long way for expedition
Strictly peaking it is without any condition
Open field for proving the caliber and ability
Nice way of putting thoughts with clear strategy
There is no point in looking the past
The time has moved slowly but very fast
The time may not wait for anyone and last
I may clear all doubts if they are really cast
I have yet to learn many things
It is flight in air without wings
I may come down with heavy blow
Still I got to go up and progress slow
It is never ending process
There is no pause or recess
You may have no ready made access
Still that dilemma remains and got to be faced
It is not easy but difficult too
We have to sail and pass through
It is as usual a routine exercise
The views have to be to the point and precise
I have no life time desire
Friends and readers must appreciate and admire
I shall remain not to witness it in future
They may remain as treasure for sure
The poems and poets are in separable part
No one can remain separate and depart
It is to be long union and strong bond
All fished take refuge in vast pond
I dip in water for fresh pearl stone
It may be slipped from hand and gone
Still a worth try for memorial drive
Life time experience to enjoy and live
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Litter goes here
Oh! What a strange place at last I found?
Really it's stinking because the human trash.
But it's little better than some other places.
I brush up my brief resume and thought
If I get a position here somehow
At least I could have survived for sometimes.
They might have read my complicated mind;
'Sorry, this is a place for Machinery only
And Manpower is not necessary.'
'I believe that I too a machine some kind dear,
They use me when they need and chase me when disliked.'
* To my Persian Boss who firmly believes that one plus one is eleven?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga

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A last momentum
The clock is ticking fast
It made sound of striking last
Both arms moving with long space
competition to reach out and win the race
It has served for period that can be called very long
it never erred and showed the time wrong
it is always nice to see her arms move
no one can dare her to remove
As every living thing has destined hour
the same can happen with others
the long journey can come to an end
the last message is received as sent
Both the arms are closing on at last moment
They are struck with no movement
The expiry is over and no possible sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
A person may run through out his carrier
he may not care for any barrier
he wont wait for any disruption
now time has come for final interruption
It has relevance even today
Now both arms are not crossing the way
They are struct at a place as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be removed from its place
either it may remain vacant or be replaced
it may be remembered for more time to come
the change or replacement may be always welcome
The head of the family may occupy highest position
he might have maintained very good composition
he will be long remembered for his contribution
as he never discriminated in any distribution
His goodness will be recalled and narrated
the body will be laid to rest or cremated
he will remain in mind as noble and humble person
he deserved it for very simple reason
Who knows when the end will come?
it may be faced bravely by some
there may be dreaded fear for death
the relative may lay the flowers as wreath
It is easy to make the promises
the ill health gives the speculations to rise
if some one does not turn up or fails to deliver
all may turn on him and act as disbeliever
It is always good to stand for the words
one must be careful and look forward
there is no alloted time for anything
it may be removed from the scene and go missing
The death is deadly weapon
everybody is feared there upon
no one may want to leave the work unfinished
it may be his life dream before being perished
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Don't You Find Yourself In An Odd Position?
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
Remember,
It was years ago...
When you mentioned to me,
I could be a bank president...
If I chose to be?
And you went on to gain success in finance.
Only to find you and your position...
Assessed as being outdated and flat broke.
And even with your 'genius' mind...
You can't make a dollar worth more than a dime.
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
Remember,
It was years ago...
When you mentioned to me,
I could be a bank president...
If I chose to be?
And I chose to see myself happy,
And free of sustained delusions.
And you?
Well...
I can not say,
You did not make your own choices.
You've got your title.
And I've got my life!
With a basicness only happiness,
Has fulfilled.
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
If not...
You must have adopted fresh delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Think of life partner
It is always good to think of life partner
It is equally important for a new beginner
Life has just kicked off and one is compelled to think
He or she must be on the board before ship starts to sink
The right man is always imagined in the mind
The is place vacant and efforts are on to find
There is no fixed time how long she must wait
But certainly till the time he is seen at the gate
Life is always occupied with new development
There is hectic activity and lots of movements
One may remain used to all sorts of unusual things
But remains occupied in search of something
There is pain in every kind of relationship
You have to swallow anger, bitterness in friendship
Who knows when one may deceive and desert?
He may turn out to be biggest fraud and flirt
There is danger at every point and corner
It will be realized later or sooner
One may think seriously to come to terms
It will be now biggest worry and ugly turns
It will be unethical to have some arrangements in between
It is never appreciated even if remains unnoticed or unseen
It may give little satisfaction to personal thoughts and ego
Lot many things have to be compromised and forgo
You may always long for wonderful times
It may lands you in unimaginable problems
Life may become hell and trapped in enforceable situation
The coming back to original position may be ruled out of question
Especially girls have more troubled and delicate phase
It is good to desire for right man and join the race
If there is ultimate failure then there will be little frustration
But if landed in irretrievable position then may end up with no justification
No one may be able to resist the good temptation
The alliance offer may come up with lucrative citation
There is nothing wrong if that is turned out to be good preposition
It will improve the image and standing with position
I was suggested to have temporary alliance till the arrival of right person
It was not only impracticable but absurd suggestion for no practical reasons
It might have not only eroded image but given a bad credit
Everybody may quote it badly and add imagery to edit
Life never comes to standstill
If there is wish and strong will
Everyone is assured to have good nest
Only one must hope and strive for the best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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A thought in mind
It was never a thought in mind
Exact reason I could not find
I really felt it was asking something more
I really had to think and explore
I needed a nice company
Though I was blessed with enough of money
If money was the only criteria for then I had enough
But it was not so and proving very tough
Romance was not my first choice
I had hidden feelings but could not voice
I wanted to shout on top of the roof
As I was lone soul and remained aloof
It is divne gift to be given to lonely soul
Entire world is dependant on it as whole
Nothng wrong in it If one goes for it
You may head towards right direction on feet
Let not be considered as simple game
One should not bow down head and feel shame
It is bound to take place and come
It is nice step and we need to welcome
It can feel void in life
Though it is like cutting edge of knife
One may feel something short of accomplishment
The companionship is like glorious mometns
It is hard mission and not easy
Though it engages you and keeps busy
There are lot many things to be done
Though the real battle is yet to be won
It may not turn sordid affair
The chances are very fair
You got to take evry care
firm commitments for doing fare
it may move on smoothly
Everything can be tackled easily
Romance can be bulit up on definite trust
This is open criteria and must
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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