Make it lovely
I wish I could make it lovely land
Not building castle in air or palaces with sand
I want it friendly and very congenial
Lovely to see it as very beautiful
Why turn it in living hell?
When we can do and perform very well
God has made it for us to live
Why not we shed differences and believe?
Why go for high expectations and later on suffer?
Why build distrust and widely and conceptually differ?
Who may benefit out of it then loose completely?
The sense should come to us all even lately
There is nothing to grieve
We must have faith and surely to believe
What can’t be built around must be done?
The bad days are over and simply forgotten
I deeply search the soul and ask for nothing
Wait for its response and respond to something
It has full sanction with moral authority
The love and not the hate may be of super quality
We got to be watchful for our actions
There may be numerous sections
Each taking its due share and rejoice
That should be accepted as without choice
Let nature rule supreme and excel
We all adhere to sanctity and do well
Air, water and land is given free
Let there be enough care for raising the trees
We have nothing to do with unnatural rain
Our worry and concern should not rule as main
We respect and obey the ground rules
Else nature will turn against us and we may look fools
We have witnessed and continue to be afraid
The cyclone and flood destruction has gone often unsaid
So much colossal loss and we stand as helpless
We have nothing to show as achievement on face
We may not remain alive to witness
The future generation may not pardon us less
They may blame it for our inaction
So it is time to offer and come out with corrective action
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Pledge
Do you ever think nature has its own music?
Love spell along with thrilling magic
Enough tolerance with donor’s quality
Everything has its own function and utility
Does nature demand more or ask anything?
Always useful and to offer something
We fail to give even two words of solace
Tree’s shed has significance but not that of palace
Throw the stone and get the fruit
Cut them from roots whenever it suits
Do we ever cut our legs and roam?
Nothing is left now to monouver in room
Nature has remained cool and calm
We have grown in stature like tree palm
We can offer only hate and pain
Nature’s sacrifice may go in vain
We are emitting poison all over
Breaking the barrier and loosing cover
Destruction all over for little gain
No major move and concern remain
We may not remain to show our face
Loss of lives or even extinction of race
Loosing the grip and inviting holocaust
Nothing will be left even if doubts cast
We may survive but not the generation
They may not find answer to question
Death, disease and deformity may rule
Why are we then making our selves fool?
Do we not want glorious past to remain?
Preference of today should be worry main
We can’t avoid enforceable future
Can’t we take pledge to protect the nature?
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It should concern you
It should, in no way, concern you
You have your entire share that is due
Let others go to anywhere and have downfall?
Why unnecessarily worry and respond to a call?
In which way it should bother us?
Are there not accidents taking place while traveling in bus?
Why create so much stir and fuss?
We should merely express sorry and live thus
Many may be meeting with unnatural deaths
Then also nothing affects and shakes our faith
We simply shed tears and express sorrow
Who cares for today and even for better tomorrow?
We do make sometimes money out of tragedy
Steal the articles with eyes so much greedy
Lead the way and prefer where gain is more
We witness such scenes never seen before
Hate, crime, rape and all today reign supreme
Seems they are so important and object prime
We get attracted and stay easily confused
Have no moral authority to say no and refuse
Neither they are of permanent nature
Nor do they seem to form part of future
Is there any remedy or formula for cure?
I ask to all as am not confident and sure
There is little hope in despair
Even vehicle can become serviceable after repair
We are human beings and sensitive at heart
We should not stoop so below only to look smart
Many live with hardships but show the courage
Losing no sense even after facing outrage
Love to work among poor and destitute
Consider the work as holy and substitute
It may need no extra efforts
You don’t have to part with slight comforts
Only simple desire to work for others
Pain and agony to self so others need not suffer
We unnecessarily think too much and lay a stress
Speak always lies and never admit or confess
It has become part and necessity of the day
We consider it useful to be formed in a day
If it is really essential then it must be performed
Definite idea and opinion should be formed
It should not pinch all the times everywhere
It may not help and lead you any where
Practical life and morality are two separate things
You my have will power to ride on powerful wings
You may be poor but happiness as that of kings
Still you are not able to come out of rings
Try earnestly to come out of these phenomena
There may me lot more problems and lacuna
Still we should stay aloof and out of sight
Consider it of no importance and take it light
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Close the eyes
We may face onslaught and not survive
If no timely action is taken or efforts revived
Nature may not spare us for committed sin
We may have complete loss and situation no win
Glaciers are melting with sudden spate in rivers
Havoc, destruction loss of precious lives all over
Progress may be around but not to rejoice
No one can claim prosperity with single voice
Do we want compete disaster and annihilation
No fresh air but only poison for inhalation
Nature striking at will with deadly weapons
We watch helplessly ………………
We are polluting air with deadly gases
Ground water depleting with heavy access
No one seems to be worried and tense
We have gone berserk with loss of sense
We never heard of tsunami or typhoons before
So many natural calamities and disasters come to fore
Earth quakes and floods have become scene of the day
Nature may not spare us, making hell everyday
Do we need prosperity at cost of eco balance?
Can’t we see disasters without using lance?
Have we to wait for till last day to come?
Is it acceptable to mankind and always welcome?
We may have to close the eyes and prepare for worst
Who may bear brunt or disappear first?
Future generation may not forgive and forget
Let us build new concept before it is too late
Sea is loosing charm and creatures disappear
Land also not spared and heavily bears
Sky is already with full of aimless objects
Nothing will be left on earth but only rejects
Sea may rise with tidal waves and strike
Cities may be wiped out …………..
Earth may bear deserted look with no sign or trace
Future historians may write with loss of face
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You are gone
Dare me and you are gone
Right thing for you to be undone
I am queen and can tolerate none
I am in class itself alone
I have enough of grace
Lovely figure and beautiful face
Everybody loves me and find them in race
I would not fall for it in any case
What others should read in me?
Lovely bird wishing always to be free
With only the sky should be the limit
Jumping happily on beautiful and lovely feet
Still you may find little bit of arrogance
If you properly examine or glance
It is challenge to whole world
Do not try to subdue me to bring in fold
I am free bird and would not want
Some of the things I hate or can’t
I belong to all and can not afford
This is final wish from lord
I shall suffer at cruel hands
Still I may take them as friends
Who know where can be awaited tragic end?
I shall wish them all the best with same trend
Mistake me not for any attachment
I can’t be any fortunate moment
I am wind and has no particular direction
My love and hate may speak the action
I shall rule the world in my own way
The happy moments may disappear any way
This is way of life and we are no exception
The concept is very clear from the inception
I am the world ambassador and love symbol
To love and to be loved is the simple call
I hope the message to reach to all
I shall help them to escape future fall
Love me for not what I look
Hate me not for what I print in book
They may be illusory things not for digestion
There are lot many unanswered questions
I may look rude and appear so
Let those moments pass by and go
Let gentle air flow in one direction
I must find the love without any reaction
I know beauty made fade
This is purely a show or trade
Flowers boom in garden
Not sure how much to last even!
Leave not me alone but hold in esteem
The situation may not be same or may seem
I may go away for ever when time comes
Still I shall rule and find the welcome
Do you listen to me all?
Respond to me and my call
I am here to rule and stay
So think over it and be away
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The nature is giving up
The nature is giving up the way
It has no more roles to play
There is no more guarantee from mankind
It has only to give in and new place to find
The change has affected season’s order
Where is the great show and natural power?
All for name sake and no more to fear
All disasters and landslides only to bear
It is human creation and not the creation of God
We are not looking around and blindly going forward
Who cares for sanity for the nature?
We are digging grave for the future
It will never be same again
We will have only agony and pain
There will inccesant and continuous rain
We have to be fully prepared and train
The wind is blowing in different direction
Nice ideas and behavior can not be witnessed in action
Gone were the days of peace and elegance
Now you have to shed the tears by looking it at once
It may not be the same
No one has to share blame
All dirt has been added and river Ganges is polluted
Where purity can be found when divinity is diluted?
We are morally going down and degrading
Knee deep in immorality and trading
The last hope for sanity is fading
Only hope for better life is receding
Not only human being but nature too is resorting to
All sorts of unknown provocation and reporting
The vast part of land is blocking the way
The rivers are changing course and speeding away
Will we wake up to nature’s call and unite?
Offer reasonable solution and fight
Not at the cost of any monetary loss
The end effect of systematic ruin as gross
Have we not witnessed the lava eruption?
The complete air and road traffic disruption
So many human lives at risk with displacement
The nature’s third eye destruction with tragic moments
We still harp on statistical data and indulge
The hide and seek game and refuse
The catastrophically bound consequences
To be realized soon without any references
It may not wait for any moment
It will not cut much ice with our comments
Nothing may help at the end of session
We should seek solution and offer concession
It is high time we respond to nature’s call
It is still not late to avert possible fall
We can still manage with fewer death tolls
The pollution free and healthy atmosphere should be our goal
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Think of you
I shall not think of you to miss
Till I finally bid you and wish
It will not be once, twice or thrice
It may remain till its demise
How I feel greatly at heart
I don’t know where from to think or start
I have not done it this before
I continue to think seriously therefore
What appeals me much about you?
What do I get message through?
Do your lovely eyes openly invite?
Arouse the passion and desire to ignite
I may never find answer again
That may not remain as worry or concern
How can I claim to dissociate or remain discern
When it comes to reality and favorable turn
It is not mere smile on your face
It seems beautiful mock trial or race
I run blindly to catch the glimpse
Will you call me an admirer or something else?
What a typical way to show the way?
Make to hold the breathe so no one goes away
It is rare shine in the in the form of ray
I am lost in race as answer may not be or may
What do the half opened lips suggest?
Do they indicate the direction of east or west?
East may suggest rising of bright day
West may suggest doom and push away
Hairs are like heavily charged clouds
Fall on chest to make it typical sound
Assuming shape of many beautiful figures
Safe passage with lovely words and assures
You search an answer from protected box
Your head is not like evil’s home or cunning fox
You may be waiting to reply in affirmative
Whole face appears to be shining and suggestive
You are totally unaware of happenings around
You present yourself as idol standing on ground
What to look and where to define
You are such a class and can be simply fine
I gaze at those black and brown eyes
I have no eagerness to know what and why’s
The answer is known in hidden expression
Yet I have to know its full confession
Simple cross reveal your faith in divinity
It is fine blend of super quality
It shows clear insight and full ability
To steer the course in hard difficulty
Your lovely teeth make it plain fact
You are expressive in your real act
You may come out with me in final show down
I may have all the treasure to be called of my own
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When nature is....
Like water and air, blood is polluted
Rivers have been made impure and purity diluted
So we are thoughtless and merciless too
We have seen great struggles but today nothing to think through
Millions of quick bucks are expected in overnight
Then why to struggle for poor people's right?
They may die and must die for inaction
Who is there to ask us why for any reaction?
When nature is affected to dangerous level
Nothing is expected to go well
Man changes and so the nature
Giving complete change to nature
People become selfish and leaders too hollow
How can country progress and grow?
When there is enough to grab at free will
Any person in opposition can be easily killed
It speaks of truth and is clearly visible
We need to search soul else face the troubles
If we can't change ourselves and reform
The hard core fabric may stand torn
Let us not blame system or others
We are part of it and tendency is cause to bother
It is natural law that mighty may only survive
You got to make the way and powerfully drive
Still it is not late to adjust and educate opinion
Neither people should not dig their own grave for region
Not encourage any thoughts for propagation of religion
Nature may remain same for all to be with as companion
Love to live with and give whatever you can like nature
Air, water and light is totally free without any bond for sure
Why do we then create artificial disorder and suffer?
Nature has so much for us in store to offer
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Own world
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world to live in
You may flew in to win
You may wish to pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endlessly wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Express it with full faith and resolve
Speak with firmness in eyes and solve
Get on to the target with simple yes
Make honest bid without making it mess
I am in dreamland sailing with happiness
Here is the place where you feel oneness
Complete match with words and action
Can’t find difference with any reaction
I shall not waste a single moment
There will be complete harmony with movement
I shall die hard to live with you
This is my desire and it is very true
Come and realize it to full extent
Don’t express unhappiness and give a vent
It has to be the entire time cherished dream
It has to be precious gift given by Him
I shall be deeply hurt if it is suddenly missed
It will be impossible to be found and traced
Great opportunity will be lost for ever
We shall breathe our last to be found never
I shall continue to enjoy in dream land
I see blessing in it from holy Hand
How is that I have come into being?
I am seen as her queen and he being a king
Bless us for our lovely wish
I swim in water like small fish
I may take out head for fresh air
Go back to continue in deep water
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Sad days
I remember those sad days
Life with lots of problems on the way
No cheers but question of life and death
Fight for square meals a day and unable to breath
Mother used to put me at her back
As everything was at stake
Life for child remained a source of concern
The future was to be changed in turn
I remember her working at farm
Soil to dig when sun wan not warm
Work to start when breeze still on surface
No worry lines to appear on the face
She was not only bold but assertive too
Life was meant to be challenge and felt as true
Work hard or get nothing in return
Energy in body to be burnt in turn
Tears have no place to fall on the ground
It is lovely, beautiful and laborious round
“I won’t die my lovely child” she may murmur
Make me laugh and tease with humor
How can be life harder than this?
If some one doesn’t get it then it is surely a miss
We don’t die or perish as a result of hard labor
The ship has to be taken at the berth of harbor
God only knows how many years it may take?
But surely it will be long drawn yeas to make
Life then will be put on right track
You may look back a past with no feelings of an ache
I don’t know where from that urge comes
To fight the situation and smilingly welcome
Not to get discouraged if means are meager
Slowly it builds and makes man perfect and stronger
Leave not behind any such regret
You were not meant to suffer such fate
If one has time on his or her side
There is no need to lament or search for guide
Hard work has no parallel
One has to try hard and excel
If nothing goes in favor or well
Try not to reveal it to others or tell
It may not remain for uncertain days
By the time you may sure find the ways
You may attain position to make the sway
See nothing is left out or given away
No doubt life can’t be equal for all
One has to quickly adjust and respond to call
If something is missing or not available
It must be got with whatever situation favorable
You can’t sit and think idle
Must think to come out from troubles
If that is done successfully
Life will be enjoyed fully
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War Cry and After
No country wants its dismemberment!
Wrong misadventure brings bad moment
It leads to humiliation and shame
Whole country stands along and subjected to blame
No one may go into actual cause
Whether it was imposed or forced
Mighty may rule and manage the scene
The tragedy and plight may only be seen
As beggars have no choice
So is the terms and condition with no promises
The country may be plundered and subjected to loot
Simple passers by may suffer and simply shoot at
People go war hungry and loose the common sense
Fall in with false propaganda and situation is made tense
Third party gets benefit out of it and reaps the harvest
The countries suffer due to their own follies and stand the acid test
Population may suffer most and under go agony and plight
The children may get no medicine and women may loose rights
Their honor may be at stake and position may turn tight
The war is lost without firing and shot or going into fight
In current age it looks all useless
The dragon stands there with ugly face
Who suffers most and benefits and at what cost?
Humanity has suffered and war has been lost
All greedy eyes are on natural wealth
Many countries suffer most on ground of health
Paucity of funds and corruption is taking heavy toll
The mistrust and apprehensions erects its own wall
Let each country shape its own development
Live within boundary and with free movement
Build the relation with neighboring countries and progress
Why at all there should be war cry and mad race?
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O, wind
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world realize and to live in
You may flew in with tremendous force to win
You may wish to join and pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endless wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Sometimes I fail judge your move
You remain spectator and don’t try to remove
I make outcry at your inaction and apathy
You simply laugh it out and show only sympathy
Why should I think you are so unique?
Why your words are not serious and comic?
Why at all you should remain as mystery?
Do you want it to turn into tragic history?
You may come at will and go
I should be prepared it to forgo
I shall ever stand fast till the last
You should be the one to be first and fast
Can you not reciprocate in same manner?
If you do a favor then I will be little gainer
It has something to do with trust
I think you have the right way and must
Love may blossom the way we choose
It may serve us as force for our future use
It has to have all importance to be shown
Time has come for relations to be interwoven
We may come to realize at point
It may be known as durable joint
Relation after all isn’t things to forget
We can’t allow it fail or simply let
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Women Are Kind
Women are very kind and mild in nature
They are embodiment of love and keep us secured
Enough of tolerance power is rested with them
We are careless and they are the one to take care of us and frame
There are several instances reported about plight
Torture and cruelty committed on them with quarrel and fight
They remain helpless in the entire period and suffer
No one may side with them and at single point differ
Whatever may be their qualification and back ground
They prove weak in defense and helplessly found
Yet one can't escape the duty and responsibility
Their silence is taken as weakness and poor quality
Many brides are burnt alive for the want of material gain
Husband and entire family members make her to suffer with pain
If she has poor father and brought nothing in dowry
There are all chances and reason to lead to worry
Such cruel stories are repeated in every age
Poor woman fall prey and unable to manage
It is tough time for them to face and manage
Some of them come out successfully and write about courage
Gents to suffer in some of the cases
Life is made hell with al odds to face
Rules are such to put him to be disadvantageous
Their stories are circulated in print and make them famous
Life is meant to suffer if that runs in rough weather
We have to pull it under any circumstances together
Some difficulties may arise but it must be taken care of
Life should not be made impossible for others to see and laugh
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Life Is Not Chosen
Life is not at all chosen
It is thrust and forced upon
Only parents prayed for our birth
But someone else is gunning for our death
Democracy or any other system is total failure
Our life is unsecured and precious no more
For a few notorious souls we are simply crushed
Some to the gallows and some in the dungeons pushed
We shall dare not to rise in revolt
To be poor and helpless is only our fault
Who ever comes in power may use same stick!
Nothing else is important than to torture and pick
Human rights violation is order of the day
Only mighty rule and held the sway
Even the people who stand for liberty
Express helplessness, apathy, neglect and pity
Don’t test our patience for a long
One day you may be proving wrong
Nothing may come to your rescue
Only destruction and deaths may be open to view
Human beings are not meant to be slaughtered
They have built dams and river water altered
Many empires have been razed to ground
Not a single sign is likely to be found
Beware! Still time is left to come to sense
Hand over the power peacefully in your presence
Many human lives have been unnecessarily lost
You will loose the power even at tremendous cost
We are peace loving and still care
All living beings are ready to spare
No blood shed for power transition
People are supreme in any composition
We will not remain starved for silly reasons
System has to be changed with honest persons
If no bread can be secured for helpless and poor
They should be forced up on to flee or shown the door
Rule of land and people must prevail
There is should be no deception with tail
No cheating can now be tolerated
Liberty and freedom must remain co-related
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An awakening for nature
How I could be nature hater?
I was to learn it little later
Life needed natural and mineral water
Nature was God’s lovely daughter
No one can be so cruel and harsh
How can we turn beautiful land into marsh?
Where will we go to clean our ills and wash?
Will it not be too late to realize and cash?
The ideas to uproot trees and diversion of rivers
Drying up of its bed and depriving the fervor
What madness we are allowing to nurture?
What best an we expect in future/
Nothing is going right from the beginning
Whole climate is about to witness worst spinning
Nothing can go well with complete provocation
It has disastrous beginning with clear indication
Glaciers are melting with result to spate in flow
Havocs all over and nothing can help us to grow
Can we not take simple resolve at least one tree to grow
As for mercy and genuine feeling with sincere vow
Nothing can stop us from facing the slaughter
We have everything in common to face the disaster
Earth’s inner bed is moving to cause a quake
When will we move sensible and keep awake?
Have we become mercenaries of all kind?
Don’t we see any good reason behind?
It is still not late to understand and find
We can judge the warning from the speed of wind
Many more tsunamis, earthquakes and volcanic eruption
Draughts, excess rain and atmospheric disruption
Still we venture on stalling the nature’s cycle
How can we create blockade in full circle
Nothing is safe with beautiful mother land
She has nothing good to offer on hand
We have hand cuffed her on all the sides
She has only way to counter with waves and tides
Lament not if that turns to be good prophesy
We may die with poisonous air and ask for mercy
Nothing will be left to survive with bare minimum
We got to be vigilant by not keeping silent or mum
We can’t afford to show the laziness or indifference
We got to draw the line with clear inference
If nature is kind enough then we will definitely survive
It has to be all about efforts to strengthen and revive
Let us loose our yoke on water, ground and atmosphere
We may then be from any future catastrophe or fear
If not so then be prepared for all consequences to bear
We may witness new calamities to throw us out of gear
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I Pledge
I pledge allegiance to national flag
Let there be any attempt to tarnish the image or drag
It shall remain super most in my mind
I am not novice so not to understand and go blind
How many people have shed their blood for motherland?
How many might have perished in foreign land
For upholding the national pride and honor
What might have they expected in return for?
I am for sure many might have perished unsung?
No national anthem might have been aired or sung
Yet we owe our head in their honor for brave front
This is what all citizens expect from soldiers or want
Today we are free country with all liberal thoughts
On national front we have undergone sufferings when fought
No one wanted any material benefit but only free air
Have we given them what they wanted as fair share?
Motherland is compared to a beautiful and sacred lady
Love and respect shown for all the time from everybody
No one can think of harming national interest?
It is expected and desired even more as best
We have forgotten our past
We have lost the trust
Our head bows down in shame
Where to go and whom to blame?
The beautiful lady, motherland we call, is torn apart
She has been taken off cloths and divided in parts
Who can claim they have national interest at heart?
Can any one think of making again a noble start?
No, nothing will be done
Past golden days are for memory to remain
Flowers will laid as mark of respect once in year
Everybody is afraid and gripped of fear
We are killing our own brethrens
Poor are dying everyday without much concern
This is welfare state we enshrined?
Was that the show for later on to be fined?
We have created position to corner the wealth
Compromised with nature and helped to deteriorate health
It is world boxing match to attract more people
To pay for the show and invite more trouble
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Makes me bleed
It makes me bleed and hurts most
Irreparable loss though nothing lost
It may not be material loss or damage
Makes you unseat and difficult to manage
Why to distrust and cast a doubt?
Why sudden loss of face and turn about?
Is there any secret understanding or clout?
Why sudden loss of battle and rout?
It pains and hurts my conscience
I must go into oblivion with silence
Knock the inner voice and ask for remedy
Why life turns so hostile with such comedy?
I will not stand up and face the weather
Neither I will cry or continuously bother
May consider it as set back and differ with
Opinion of others but not suffer
It gave me enough of strength and joy
Full of real sense and simple tactics employ
Nothing so particular or malice intention
Still it stood as test and raised question
I must search the soul and repent
No to further quest and consent
Confine to realm with utmost sincerity
Steady pace and no more hostility
I should go down with human dignity
Love to live with simple natural beauty
Who is there on earth without any blame?
Can any one remain aloof and claim?
I too would live with no malign intent
Avoid unpleasant scne and remain content
God is so kind to grant us whatever we desire
Why then we hesitate and not even admire?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lovely friends
Very true but for not those reasons
As they are close and confident persons
They are very close and important
Though they remain away their absence is really felt
The position will always remain vacant
As we may feel helpless like infants
Continue to rule our vast heart kingdom
Such position is witnessed seldom
The friends may remain so in entire life
Whether it is easy, difficult or torn with strife
We value it high without any expectations
Lovely matching with very good combination
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For my country
What can I do or pray for my country?
Millions are starving and remain hungry
Precious time and money is spent on storage
The food grain is thrown away as garbage
We watch the show as very much disgusting
It is rotting in open ground and rusting
Not a single soul is raising voice
Where the words have gone with promises?
Plenty of grain is available
We can preserve stock and are capable
We do nothing to prevent the loss
We simply pray for only curse
Forget about economy and figures
What is in store for future?
How long you want people should die?
Do we have no remorse to feel shy?
We want to turn state into Welfare Empire
World is watching with and cutting satire
We are making it living hell for the poor
They have no place to go and find no door
Land grabbers and hoarders are enjoying heaven
Far cry and agony is not heard even
Politician make far reaching cry and remain silent
Humanity is on wane and completely absent
They see more profits in deaths
Even flowers have markets to lay wreath
Nothing is cheap and what is more ion demand?
All inferior quality products with famous brands
Who make take us to safety without tall promises?
When the loop holes will be filled with all the misses?
Earth has responded well with our sweat toil
Why are we hell bent upon to spoil?
Many more may die in days to come
Prices will be sky rocketing and welcomed
Death may welcome than living on ground
Is there any new formula to make for us or to be found?
Let us do no more curses?
We must feel ashamed of ourselves
How many millions more we would love to accumulate?
When your own existence has nothing to take credit or relate?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing fascinates me
Nothing fascinates me than sturdy silence
I continue to wonder in dreamland since
No one picks me for being away from reality
Some one pointed out it as real pity
I don’t know what is joy in false land?
I too not very sure who is foe or friend?
Yet there is satisfaction of being not cheated
No unnecessary wait and shamelessly sweated
You are in your world guarded by all fancy
You excel and match with all the frequencies
Music always lovely to the ears and appealing
Not allowing the defeatist views and readily repealing
Is this stage always welcome?
Days and nights may repeat the same
There won’t be an end to illusion
Surely may remain as hard fact confusion
It is neither glamorous nor a dangerous
Both are full of false impression with enough humors
You feel let down of your own folly
The blame and fame is owned by you wholly
I also know how dangerous it is for woman
The position may never be accepted by man
He will forcefully pounce upon and try to pull
I shall be made to believe it is enterprising and full
It is high time I must come out from another world
One must try to live within one’s original fold
That reminds of them of actual surrounding
It seems real, practical and sounding
So far I was contended with sleeping stage
I was fast developing mentality with age
Some one must pick me up and take out for real
Accept me as it is and finally put the seal
I was dreaming all about my coming days
There was no hindrance in any way
I was fully entangled with your own style
I was in it forever and dreamed for a while
I wished it not to continue for indefinite
Day was proving stronger than night
It was becoming a hell to continue so
I had waited enough for the words to go
He is now my savior and guide
I wish everything in him to confide
Before anything take me over for sure
I want to show it to him and assure
It is not sad state of mind
Enough of joy and happiness is there to find
I have no fear of strong wind
It has slowed down and become very kind
I am floating on calm and Lovely River
It is not fantasy or some kind of fever
The world is now sleeping carelessly over
I have found shield with open cover
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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