Magic in different style
She is on screen and just few inches away
Spelling magic in different style al the way
I sink with all happiness in a day
She is simply wonderful and standing at bay
I might have not taken note of her
If she was just normal and had nothing to offer
But here she stood exceptionally in unique position
All smiles in one direction to raise lot many questions
I slipped into past history of ancient era
Where even saint had lost concentration
I thought of my being as poor human being
She was there for all praise from me as king
I am aware of natural beauty in person
Some are looked nice with many reasons
But here she stood as marvelous art
All body parts engraved from marble parts
She laughed at when I praised with words
This was just excuse for looking forward
I failed to grasp her mood in time
Shivered within and crumbled sometimes
"Will you be my perfect man" she uttered
The situation was now fully altered
The whole scene was slipping away from my grip
I thought I may fall down on earth for early sleep
It happens sometimes when unusual things happen
Your minds runs faster and sometimes sharpen
So many things shape up there after even
As such things are taking place all of sudden
I am elated at the words spoken
I thought about them as token
But no, she was serious enough to accept
Me as her dream man in mind and to be kept
I am lucky person to find a beauty with brain
Even though to find a beautiful lady is not my aim
She must be as natural as possible
To stay for ever without crating any troubles
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Walk with me
"Please, can you not walk with me"?
"Can you not share my burden and make me free"?
She was almost in tears and looked at my face
I had seen gradual change in her phase by phase
She was, not arrogant, but intoxicated by beauty
Almost blinded by money, power and dominant personality
No doubt she belonged to very much affluent family
But as an ordinary proud man I lived too very happily
We were almost drawn by qualities in contrast
Yet with super performance and influence to last
On people's mind with almost magic spell
She was associated with theatre and performing well
I am writer of original class and alone
She has her own murky world and adored by precious stones
I go with simple words and make honorable position
She goes like thunder storm with brain and beauty composition
We have never demanded anything to compromise
On the contrary struck with position and promises
She was all out for me and me totally for her
To stand by in all the situation and face together
I think she had realized about the short duration
Beautiful image and money should not come in the way of relation
With this firmness in mind she uttered "please"
I want your hand and make me at ease
I had waited all along for such event
This was one of the happiest moments
One of the beautiful figures on my side forever
I had to take many things into consideration however
I took split second decision and looked ahead
My eyes reassured her and took the lead
"You are my queen and jewel in crown"
Move few steps with me and make it known
"She may be happiest person" I thought
The happiness and joy was definitely brought
I failed to under why did she take long time?
Where as I was for her and had willingness any time
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Strange Wild Song
He thought he saw an Elephant
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
"At length I realize," he said,
"The bitterness of life!"
He thought he saw a Buffalo
Upon the chimney-piece:
He looked again, and found it was
His Sister's Husband's Niece.
"Unless you leave this house," he said,
"I'll send for the police!"
he thought he saw a Rattlesnake
That questioned him in Greek:
He looked again, and found it was
The Middle of Next Week.
"The one thing I regret," he said,
"Is that it cannot speak!"
He thought he saw a Banker's Clerk
Descending from the bus:
He looked again, and found it was
A Hippopotamus.
"If this should stay to dine," he said,
"There won't be much for us!"
He thought he saw a Kangaroo
That worked a Coffee-mill:
He looked again, and found it was
A Vegetable-Pill.
"Were I to swallow this," he said,
"I should be very ill!"
He thought he saw a Coach-and-Four
That stood beside his bed:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bear without a Head.
"Poor thing," he said, "poor silly thing!
It's waiting to be fed!"
poem by Lewis Carroll
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Mixing with love
I will not think of sun and moon,
but would want as season boom,
all fruits on tree appear in loom
Sit with thought in single room,
I may think of me and ugliness,
not to attempt to remove loneliness,
think of ways to attain oneness,
Is all because of your goodness,
Why I praise nature and not find?
Your natural beauty I never mind,
You are with quality so kind,
For all my successes, you are behind,
I think not of your beauty outer,
fears grips me more with sudden ouster,
destiny in you and hold you as master,
life may move with speed and faster,
You are perfect and need no praise,
beauty in you makes position raise,
so not to think of you is not the case,
but to walk with you is difficult to pace,
I may win with smooth sail,
Though different tracks of rail,
Never to confine as inmates of jail,
Not do I need to jump out the bail,
You are beauty with marvelous skill,
Force way out with iron strong will,
Never leave space but make it fill,
This is difference in beauty with zeal,
I am lucky to have you on side,
Thoughts not narrow and angle wide,
Emotions aside but matter confide,
Not mixing love with any more side,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Common Sense
Normalcy is for you to judge, what is normal for one,
Is abnormal for another, as there are no measurement guides,
To the balance of judgment that, is to be your guide in,
The philosophy of your lifetime, to use your "Common Sense";
As this is the natural thought of the mind, to see or think,
According to the intelligency of each person,
To overcome any problem without negative prejudice or malice,
To live on as "Human Beings", in a "World at Peace."
poem by Jim DiGregorio
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Am very happy
Internally I was very happy
This was spoken to me by many
Hopefully I looked so cheerful
Everything around me looked so beautiful
It has natural impact on human mind
When they have easy way to feel and find
How nice one feels when treated very kind?
Even nature greets with blowing wind
This comes not as surprise
It was daily taking place with sun rise
It had no tag attached with price
It was really worth to feel very nice
To add feather to cap someone proposed
I had no idea to be thought over or tossed
It was just put forward for acceptance
I was feeling nervous at once
No one had dared so far to have liberty
To come closer and have affinity
I was peace loving and believed in amity
This clearly proved my resolve and ability
I was longing for beautiful company
I dreamed of some one to accompany
I did not ask but certainly wished
But the matter did not end or finished
Such idea was never scoffed at or began
It was mooted all of sudden
I was not caught unaware with surprise
The speculation was on card and gave rise
These are most beautiful days
When some one dreams of beautiful ways
It may take everybody to think again
The matter is mixture of happiness and pain
This is the only delicate phase
When parents continue to think and are not at ease
They have something in mind for total security
They want to settle it before attainment of maturity
It augurs well with fantasy
You may dream many things but it is not easy
The destiny will shape in its own way
Willingly or unwilling it will keep you away
I had tried several times to choose my own course
I had blessings too from everybody of course
But things can not go as per planned way
It will start playing cruel in strange way
Every natural action has got its own reaction
It is equally matched with action
What bothers one most is its take off place?
It may end in not saving the face
The flowers may also fade as day nears to an end
The attitude and look may change with new trend
It is natural law for all to face sunset
There is equal share for everybody to get
It may have happy ending
The rules are applicable and binding
We ignore only what is bad
There won't be any time for feeling sad
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A watching her go
I stood motionless watching her go
She knocked me off with word no
The words were not hers as it flew
The wind stopped for a while and I knew
It may flow from now on in different direction
We may go far off and have no reaction
It was not at all parting gift as her eyes glittered
I stood there but completely shattered
She wanted to exchange words but only murmured
I could not guess what she uttered
Her stand was clear and not altered
At no stage she had ever faltered
I could guess some raging struggle in her mind
It was very difficult to guess and find
She was by heart very good and decent
I thought she was for me and heavenly sent
She had called me to see in person
I guessed she had lot many reasons
The wind was not flowing in her favor
She had grasped it as an edge of razor
She was far more resolute than weak
She was firm but could not speak
She was forced upon to desert
She could never agree to any words or insert
It all happened in friction of seconds
She stood the as calm water of ponds
No sound of any kind whatsoever
She had dreamed of owning me forever
Can you imagine I was struck dumbfounded?
As if some culprits were searched and rounded
I was to be handcuffed and sent to cell
Nothing seemed to be gong nice and well
She had last words for me to remember
She was no more going to be part or member
I had to leave her for common good
She wanted me to know where I stood
“Life would be hell without you”
“This is written on wall and very true”
I pleaded her not to think much on those lines
They were making me insane without taking wines
I shall be sunk and go to nuts
There may be many questions with ifs and buts
Where will I stand in public eye?
Why you want to say permanent bye?
My silence broke with her steps going away
She had chosen her best way
I will not blame her for anything she did
I had certainly failed to find the lid
“Come what may” I may not obstruct
I decided not to meet her or instruct
The destiny is not in our hands as called fate
It is better to have come early than very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Almost sure win
Why should I worry at all?
If nothing materializes and heaven is not going to fall
I confess having done nothing for others
Now I think a lot and bother
"Rain you should not come now?
I never knew it to happen and if so then how?
These are some of the things we request to always
It is less important even if our prayers sincerely pay
"The things must take positive turn to morrow"
"All my plans must succeed and get green signals to go"
"All others should fall back in their attempt"
Mind may play whole night with ifs and buts to act
Anxiety and eagerness lead us to serious diseases
Some of the brain functions gradually cease
We loose control over sharp intelligence
Commit the grave error in other's presence
As we know honesty certainly rewards
If not immediate then takes us inches forward
With correction or modification in last failed program
All hopes for tightening grip and holding firm
We will never get full satisfaction
Or even if so, may go unnoticed with any indication
We shall show no displeasure or over excitement
As all these activities form day to day movements
The successful man never looks back
He has only ambition to keep everything at stake
He has to plan it to achieve through reasonable means
That shall take him to the position of almost sure win
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Natural leaves on the tree!
"Natural leaves on the tree"
"There are in our Generation many Individual's peoples strive to find...
That we seek in our temporary life to meet?
But only a very few beyond boundaries in our knowledge and thought! Will make a lasting distant
'Click of a Finger Friendships'
impression in our thought and in imagination
in Friendship without any doubt in our lives!
On our mind and in our lonely hearts.
To fulfill our desire and pleasure
we often fail to draw on papers!
Individuals as a token of signs
mankind on earth beyond our dream and out of reach.
That we will think of often
as our beauty angles always seen
his or her bedroom wall mirror
we often without any makeup but cry alone,
And who will always remain Important in our memory to us all,
As a gifts from Almighty Lord as a true Friends,
to share if any thought in life?
To last as in history, symbolise of love as Taj Mahal in India,
our Friendship!
Regardless of by cast or origin are
in our loving environmental society,
Today we often fail to count's the fresh leaves of a tree's?
The original natural seeds we neglected of no use in life once!
Our lonely heart arches for
only sincere in virtue true not natural trees,
But Friendships
as natural leaves
on the tree remain indeed! "
...The Author's of The Islands Historia De Amor.
poem by Abdul Haye Amin
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An ugly or bad face
It made her very sad and felt embarrassed
Situation developed all of sudden and not assessed
Circumstances too were hostile to be pressed
Emotions ran high and worries were suddenly traced
She did hide her face and almost wept
No one was ready to look at her and accept
Was it a good offer or to reject?
Who on the earth is so perfect?
I couldn’t say she was normal or ugly
She looked Intelligent but seemed so homely
Black spots were visible on the rough face
For her there was no one in the race
Right from the day one of her gaining consciousness
She faced all words of world with seriousness
She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness
Some concrete moves were on her part with fineness
Was she ugly and looked clumsy of her own?
Why people, friends offer her and disown?
Was she asking for precious stone or crown?
it was only honorable living without any frown
She moved easily with confidence and boldness
People still frowned with and offered coldness
She still surged ahead with disregards to all
It was need of the hour and urgent call
Nothing could shake her zeal and will power
She never looked below but always at peak or tower
Only cowards and weak look down with shyness
She was good at all move with bright success
Everybody may not look at and praise outer beauty
It was role of almighty who did his best duty
Who are we to criticize and insult the ugly person?
I find nothing new or wrong with any of the reason
someone from us liked her and offered rose
Millions of questions just invaded her mind and posed?
Was that the out come of trust in God she reposed?
She never thought of such and ideas tossed
Was that the inner strength in her which prevailed?
All far off chances even if not sure must be availed
Life is full of uncertainties and must be respected
One should search the soul and must be inspected
God has given us fine body with fertile mind
It must have generosity and pity of all kind
What is use of outer beauty if that can’t show?
All human ingredients which are essential to grow
She was not embarrassed now and stood erect
Nothing new was needed for her to feel correct
It was the an act of almighty to feel holy grace
What was there to worry about ugly or beautiful face
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A love by default
I was dismayed to look at lovely bond
Even birds are making love noise and are very fond
They may be sky bound but come down
To meet and see the family of their own
Is it not natural phenomenon to feel attached?
In real time, eyes roam over and get searched
They find out the most beautiful object
To be liked and absolutely with no chance to reject
To desire of such things is not at all guilt
This is divine feeling and always inbuilt
You will never hate a person
But look forward to him with some solid reasons
Even two staunch enemies meet and embrace
This is beautiful combination to face
Complete hatred is vanished in matter of seconds
What a magic for lovely feelings to end?
I committed a blunder by falling in love
Thought believed strongly that I was not special or above
It was definitely a unique thing to happen
The new era in love history waiting to open
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Spring's Arrival
Only smile is there
It does not take me anywhere
I shall be sad and feel hurt
When she is seen around but not to flirt
Not sure of what is in her mind
I shall never try to find
She must read me honestly
I am no more man for her to be likely
When she says 'no thought of love'
I have nothing to accede but to believe
It is such a confession of love on face
That may be her assertion in such case
I must content with whatever she says
This can be takes as parting ways
Such things do happen in life or take place
It is difficult to handle such delicate phase
Preserve the smile for future use
May be something new may come up to defuse
The situation may sometimes turn normal
When season awaits for spring's arrival
I am natural lover and so fell for her
Smile, sweet talks and addresses led to laughter
I have spent hours for knowing a person
But sometimes you fail to find reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who We Are
Sometimes I wish I didn't awake to find my dream
sometimes I explain things when they know what I mean
sometimes I wish I didnt take things to heart
but sometimes its these things, that make us who we are.
When the rain pours down I walk through a crowded park
and I know I am not the only one sat in this empty bar
you know you want to shine but don't know if you want to be a star
all you know is, your looking for the person you are
the person you are
your looking for the person you are
the person you really are.
Its hard, no one can say that its not
we all turn pages in our minds
to find innocence we thought we forgot.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Speak nothing
Speak nothing
Speak nothing when find no words
There may be hidden wishes from the lords
It is for sure that you may be saved from some troubles
As uneasy calm prevails underneath the bubble
But I was restless to hear from her
She had spoken some words or uttered
I could make nothing out of it
But her face had shined a bit
She was in complete command
To tease me often but not to offer remand
It might be her style and thinking
My head spun and started sinking
She sensed anxiety and eagerness
It was visibly reflected on my face
She had specially come to say something
I owned whole crown as king
"Don't be restless" she gently whispered
I too heard impatiently and nothing offered
Just felt cold shiver in spine and expressed joy
In fact it was nice moment to enjoy
She had green signal for our union
He family had consented me for companion
She had rushed all along to convey
I was surprised about it much to dismay
Who may not want such happy moments?
When she is near you and making no movement
Each word is reflecting whole life line
We both felt its impulse and looked very fine
In life something takes place all of sudden
You may not be prepared to accept it even
I was in total disarray as she disclosed
Now we were in happy mood to be posed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Loitering with a Vacant Eye
Loitering with a vacant eye
Along the Grecian gallery,
And brooding on my heavy ill,
I met a statue standing still.
Still in marble stone stood he,
And stedfastly he looked at me.
"Well met," I thought the look would say,
"We both were fashioned far away;
We neither knew, when we were young,
These Londoners we live among."
Still he stood and eyed me hard,
An earnest and a grave regard:
"What, lad, drooping with your lot?
I too would be where I am not.
I too survey that endless line
Of men whose thoughts are not as mine.
Years, ere you stood up from rest,
On my neck the collar prest;
Years, when you lay down your ill,
I shall stand and bear it still.
Courage, lad, 'tis not for long:
Stand, quit you like stone, be strong."
So I thought his look would say;
And light on me my trouble lay,
And I stept out in flesh and bone
Manful like the man of stone.
poem by Alfred Edward Housman
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Poetry Book III - Pupil
Iris
You are so beautiful.
Look how detailed you are…
Iris galaxy surrounding the core.
The beauty is not far…
It is not possible to escape…
The beauty you are.
Oppressed Color
Dark layer on top.
Stronger than the light.
Hard to understand for some…
The natural courage.
But do not question what is…
Your dark beauty is not simply beautiful…
It is a gift from natural courage.
"Do Not Copy"
Find your own.
Do not be impatient…
It sits in your depth,
Waiting for your wisdom to arrive.
No need for envy.
When there is only beauty…
The beauty that awaits for your wisdom
To arrive.
Light
You work with it,
It works with you.
You choose it,
It has already chosen you.
To See
Another human…
A variation of who you are.
But if the mind is imprisoned,
It is not possible to see…
The pupil.
Written October 07,2012
poem by Erica Borges
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With all glitters
She knocked the gate
Stood out side and preferred to wait
I was fast asleep and dreamed about her
Where as she was out side with gentle smile there
Another gentle knock and I was troubled
As if someone had really struggled
To enter the life from back door
Here she was out side but waiting to be in door
I rushed at the gate to see the stranger
But found beautiful moon with no anger
She might have waited for long
But I was dreaming unconsciously wrong
"Will you not let me in" she enquired
I replied apologetically and simple offered
Free passage with forced smile on face
As it was feared some thing else
"I am here to be with you" she gently smiled
I knew it can't be anything else with nice style
In dream I was dancing in club with her on floor
Where as she was worried and stood at the door
"I hope you have made up mind and got ready"
I had conveyed it number of times and was steady
There was no question of sending her back at night
She has now taken the decision and she must be simply right
We had seen many ups and down with indecisions
It was now right time to be seen together with relation
We were honest enough to weigh pro and cons from all aspects
Now it was needed to give fair signal with all the acts
It was moon light month with all glitters
Stars and sky were the witness to be looked after
They were our natural alley and stood side by
She was in jovial mood now to give fair try
We have no more reasons to explain it to anybody
As it is our own affair and we needed nobody
We both looked at each other and greeted
I had only pretty eyes to look at and feted
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Ape And God
Son put a poser up to me
That made me scratch my head:
"God made the whole wide world," quoth he;
"That's right, my boy," I said.
Said son: "He mad the mountains soar,
And all the plains lie flat;
But Dad, what did he do before
He did all that?
Said I: "Creation was his biz;
He set the stars to shine;
The sun and moon and all that is
Were His unique design.
The Cosmos is his concrete thought,
The Universe his chore..."
Said Son: "I understand, but what
Did He before?"
I gave it up; I could not cope
With his enquiring prod,
And must admit I've little hope
Of understanding God.
Indeed I find more to my mind
The monkey in the tree
In whose crude form Nature defined
Our human destiny.
Thought I: "Why search for Deity
In visionary shape?
'Twould better be if we could see
The angel in the ape.
Let mystic seek a God above:
Far wiser he who delves,
To find in kindliness and love
God in ourselves."
poem by Robert William Service
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Faster and Faster
Faster and faster the whole world appears to be going
and all that we make and do this indication is showing.
Take for example our modes of transport and communication
the emphasis is on greater speed being the general observation.
Where will it all end? is a question some people often ask
and will the end justify the means to accomplish the task?
To get the most things done possible in the minimum time
trying not to forsake good quality which would be a crime.
Faster and faster the whole world appears to be going
and mankind is the instigator of this situation growing.
And how long will all the available natural resources last?
as we use them all up to produce many things so very fast.
Care for the environment is an issue that is of some concern
but how much damage will be done to it before we all learn?
Recycling of re-usable material has quickly gained an acceptable hold
and methods of waste management or disposal have become quite bold.
Faster and faster the whole world appears to be going
and costs involved have out of proportion been blowing.
Although there has been a tendency lately to reduce and minimize the price
as long as making things faster, keeping up with the demand is profitably nice.
‘Time is money’ and the longer something takes to make the greater its cost
with advancements in technology quality over quantity isn’t seen to be lost.
Affordable and appealing to the average buyer is what the market demands
as people go around looking at all the items displayed in shop floor stands.
Faster and faster the whole world appears to be going
and in that direction which hardly anyone is knowing.
Apart from all the reasonable educated theories and speculation
much is left to be desired that requires our utmost consideration.
To find oneself being left behind isn’t what anyone wants to face
thus the effort to move along with the rest in this human rat race.
We all have our individual pride and self esteem to maintain in shape
and going faster and faster toward our destination there is no escape.
Faster and faster we are making this world of ours to go
reflecting the condition of our minds we ought to know.
A person whose mind is working too fast becomes as one mad
can’t we imagine what would happen if everyone gets this bad?
We really need to slow down a bit and take stock of where we find ourselves now
‘cause otherwise the situation might get out of control and force all of us somehow
to have many bitter regrets over what could have been avoided if we had only surely known
as there’s enough evidence from the past to suggest a warning before disaster we’re thrown.
Faster and faster we do appear to be going forward by an invincible spirit of speed
and I wonder about man’s inborn tendency to go beyond limitations and his greed.
Those with some degree of optimism say there’s really nothing to worry about at all
and maintain that sooner or later we’ll reach a stage from which it’s impossible to fall!
I consider myself optimistic but what is seen going on in the world makes me depressed
and the thought of expressing my feelings like this here means that I’m sorely distressed.
If it’s only a case of whatever’s seen out there being a reflection of our inner mental state
then we all need to realistically change our attitudes before it becomes practically too late.
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poem by George Krokos
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Friends flock
Lots of reader friends flock the site
Come with proposals and friendship to delight
I love their wisdom and intelligence
It is really god sent opportunity and chance
Some of them leave behind ever lasting impression
Not with their brilliance alone but with face expression
They speak nothing but rarely a word is missed
You feel intimate enough as if being passionately kissed
I read many faces with humanly concern
Try to understand their point of view in turn
But some of the faces never last from the memory
And if they try to do anytime I feel so sorry
One such character came across like lightening speed
She was "Aakhya" meaning fame with lots of things to feed
It has several meanings to be interpreted like "spoken"
I was all for her beauty on face and never got shaken
Some of the females only might have been blessed
As after long chase her face was traced
What a beauty to speak about and know her feelings
She was all for cooperation and expressed it as willing
Moon is best object to be compared with beauty
She is much more than what I thought can be from almighty
Each line can be read from her beautiful face
So lovely to look at and can be compelled to join the race
She has surprise elements on face
Woven with human colors and more of traces
Feeling for humanity and larger cause for literature
That is how I read and coming things for future
She has tendency to fall in love
May be with her work and firmly believe
That what has been dreamed is achievable
When person is trying to prove and is capable
She has personal gratitude for mother
As beauty with brain she feels no other
I have felt for her brilliance and beauty
She looks imposing and fine person and overall cutie
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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