Makes Me Romantic
In a moment it makes me romantic
Remove all sadness and show to be fantastic
The poems are made as my heaven
The slight ideas get fine place even
How words strike mind in quick succession?
Form nice imagination with fast obsession
Romance with female friends and bright moon light
Oh, what a lovely desire to be expressed truly right
Why those dark nights don’t frighten me?
Why I touch all those stars and steal their twinkles in free?
Create their impression of sadness in fine poetical words
Feel so close to the almighty and spell it as holy from mouth of lords
Is poetry a means to cut jokes?
Cut some to size and unnecessarily poke
Does it not involve greater degree of appreciation?
I think it does and sometimes choke the throat and pronunciation
I try to control with tears and bring smile in between
But in fact it takes me to the extreme end and shows heaven
I take deep stock of it and compare what I get by composing poems
It is no less joy then what one gets from friends
I see with deep sense of human touch
Every time some incidence comes as such
I move with great care and involve
Rest ideas come in quickly and solve
It is divine blessing that you can think and form relation
An opinion about holy path, love or separation
How come you think with great pain about such sensitive things?
Unless you are gifted with invisible hands to create something
It is not poetic skill or some illogical presentation
It has even nothing to do with any kind of orientation
It is well imagined scene with mix of human feelings
That plays till end with souls together and willing
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Poems with difference
How does the imagination strike the mind?
Does the brain allow them place to find?
Why they are termed as crazy and dreamy persons?
Does this statement find any favour with reasons?
May be poetic appetite does not allow them to grasp?
Appeal in wordings may not be enough to last
It is as if some is asked to under go test and take medicine
Feeling good inwardly but with bitter test of quinine
We may see enough water available in pot
Put to test while making it very hot
It may turn into vapor beyond certain point
Poetry is also like vapour………………..
Ideas may suddenly emerge in sequence
Mind may pick up and build it as consequence
How to project it rightly may prove as acid test
It may be looked as fine blend of poetry and best
Somebody may try it hard on words skill
Many may stuff it with metaphors and fill
Single sentence may now bear different look
Golden sentences may appear in costly book
Nature, heavenly bodies and earth simply provide
Kind of message, love and passion does not divide
Humanity survives with strengthening of the bonds
Poetic wisdom is stored like enough water in ponds
Easy words, fine presentation and theme crate impact
Love, passion, generosity improve with certain contacts
Poems can rule the hearts with immediate healing touch
Pulse can be felt as if it has enough power to offer so much
Poems can be those who can touch millions and rule
Lessen their worries and react with mind so cool
Poet Kalidasa* was novice and considered as fool
His poems are master pieces without help from any school
Rule the heart, touch the nerve and excel in field
Tremendous response and enough skill to yield
The desirable effect may be seen in poetic world
There may not be going back after developing cold
Poems must find the light of the day
Many may side line you and keep at the bay
You got to sail through and find the way
Stars and sky will be yours with more to say
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Ramadan and Old Friends
How is it nice to see old friends?
When they are almost to their near ends
None of them complains about lost love
Happily stay far and finally drove
It is happy Ramadan month
I would love to mention it forth
How I missed a bus but got a friend?
She was almost there in the green field
Life is so dear and even made dear
Wanting to spend rest of life and stay near
How come those sentiments flooding clear mind
Every moment is to be searched and get no wild
She will praise for my poems
More so of its contents and themes
The feelings, human touch and belonging
The pure thought process and its on going
I am moved by her depth of love and understanding
She has great urge for fight and then suddenly urge for mending
This all makes her important in my eyes
All my great thought and idea too almost flies
It is holy month and she may be fasting
Yet her love and attachment is ever lasting
She did put some of the words very clear
I have to take it honestly and keep no fear
I too believed that it is equally important
To follow the true path and learn instant
What is real truth behind all great festivals?
As they appear once in a year with intervals
I spare maximum time in conversation
Listen to friends and answer the questions
They may have their own feelings and sentiments
I try to hear patiently and offer suitable comments
She may be offering prayers
Passing from this earthly layers
To the sky and almighty
To justify upon being purged and feel happy
When you hide nothing and keep heart pure?
You are near to him for sure
As love is also another name of dedication
As you move in with blessings as clear indication
She has put to me number of times
That she wants always happiness and smiles
She can grant it through her well wishes
As it will be her endeavor till she perishes
I wish I could be with her forever
As it was dreamed never
Yet today when I look back for her
I feel sense of proud and honor
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Rules or no rules
Poetry has no rules to go
It has simply to flow
As lines emerge from deep corner
You write it as fast as runner
Rules or no rules
It has to be simple tool
To catch the nerves and make impact
Poetry is as such fine art with single act
I follow nothing
Simply obey the instinct that has to do something
With human mind and touch
Poetry has its own kind to influence as such
Some may say it is boring
Some may listen to it while snoring
Cuckoo reveals it in early morning
Words strike as has rhythm with warning
Wake up! And now time to resume
A bright day with blessings has come
We are all made of simple clay
Poems must spread fragrance when find its way
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Simple imagination
It is simple imagination and lovely try
Nice to feel even if no means to fly
Weak wings yet motives so high
That is the beauty in it with sadness to cry
In practical life it is impossible to attain
Whatever ideas we have and capacity to retain
It may not find favor with close circle
Annoy them and create more trouble
Poetry is only means to express in words
Touch the nerves and look inward
Give simple try for feelings to come out
Tell the world what you are thinking about
It may not only satisfy you
But air the views which you may think very true
Cut across the hard lines and get through
Assuage the feelings and simply woe
You have no restriction to travel and come back
No loss or gain yet so much is at stake
People may know what can be best alternative
If they are really fed up and wanted to be subjective
Wars have been averted in the past
The peace and stability had come at last
People have come closer through the easy medium
The impact will be so large with efforts bare minimum
The artists and performers use fancy and imagination
That is how they build a bond with closer relation
Leave behind a trail of long live friendship
As if the sea is facilitating flotilla of the ships
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Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are for ever and to be retained as treasure
So are the friends whose love can’t be measured
Both occupy a unique position and play a vital role
We keep them at heart and feel very near to our soul
Diamonds never loose their value so the friends
So much belonging and safety in the life till the end
Today is the day to realize the pulse of real feeling
Where you are never to let me down willing or unwilling
Why I lay stress on my female friends so close to the chest?
They from all over the places stretching form east to west
What a lovely feeling mixed with sorrow, love and hate?
I might have realized it not in life early but very late
Why female friends give more humanly touch?
Do they care more and show the path with torch?
May be they are gifted with all cares and devotion
I go all out for them without any reservation or question
Thousands have stood by me in my creative work to go on
Never cared for their feelings and came off to their own
What a beautiful feeling and respect and never to disown?
Create a position and belief never to be shaken of its own
What do the sun, stars and sky suggest to for its purpose?
Why have we to take everything with calculated move and suppose
It has its own stand to be aligned with the emotions and feelings
Nothing comes all of sudden but with pure internal feelings
What do I see in them in this particular day?
Is the only mean to realize the goal in a way?
Expressing the desire in the possible way with sweet words/
Look with hopes and never to fall back without inching forwards
I saw in you my guardian, savior, lover and companion
This day may ignite special spark in eyes for closer union
Stars may loose their tails or fall to dash the ground
I may see the great hope and enough hope to be found
I may not survive to witness it still further
I am sure you may take it still deeper and deeper
What is left behind in life after missing so much?
It is closeness and fondness at heart as such
Days may come and go after certain duration
Nothing will be remembered or left for its elevation
I think not about fall out but opposite to negation
Believe in it and concurre it for affirmation
You come each day in life and spread the light
Show me the direction in which to go left or right
I have only love and affection to offer but not the fight
To be in near vicinity and not loosing hope or sight
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I Did Not Want To Write Poems Of Sadness
I DID NOT WANT TO WRITE POEMS OF SADNESS
I did not want to write poems of sadness
But when sadness takes over one’s life?
The words are what the feelings are
They can try to be better
But ultimately
The true poem is the feelings
And now at this moment
Sadness is the poem
Sadness which waits for the morning light
And prays to God it will be truly ligh
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Why Sky Is
'Why the sky is not falling apart'?
Why the moon and stars are not becoming small parts?
Such is the scene and utterances at the time of death
When one looses all hope and firm faith
Especially ladies woe is beyond our imagination
They find it as an end of earth and close relation
The thought itself makes her cry over roof top
Such a tragic scene prevails and no one dares her to stop
It so happens when some young man is died or met with accident
Whole family members get sad and cry for tragic moment
Everybody is engulfed with event and unable to control
It is considered as disappearance of elderly figure with sudden fall
The magnitude of situation remains same even with birds
People say they are with little mind and can't feel afterward
I have seen their cry with high intensity and lots of noise
A rare scene ever witnessed and felt as compulsion with no choice
What an animal, human being or birds!
They have same feelings and words
We can't understand by what has been aired
But it is certain that it is with lots of pain and definitely heard
They don't move from the close of dead body of their companion
It is with lots of pain and anguish that speaks of strong union
I think almighty has installed same lovable heart
A rare and only sensitive organ with feeling as unique part
If bird can feel pain for departed soul then we are human
We must feel for our brethrens as man or woman
No death can be stopped but we can lament its untimely demise
It is general feeling and prevalent in all living things without any choice
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Mind Drive
(anderson/squire/white/howe/wakeman)
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stay [stake out]
Your actions speak much louder than words
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you can control
This point of your desire
Great days, it will all come to you [wait as it will ...]
Feel another future response [feel it as a...]
You get the heaven you like
You get the heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
Just as long as you bring the power
From the inside
Just as long as you hold the key
From the inside
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascension
They will bring you rain
They will move the sky
They will give you light
It will lift you long [it will live you long.]
To the eyes of child
To the song of songs
It will bring the moon
It will transfer you
Whole [home]
Pushing for the time to call
Dancing on the moon
Giving it out [digging it out]
In the night of nights
It will shine for you
With the wings of flight
It will make it through
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the test of song
It will comfort you
It will make you feel
Whole
Looking for the chance to call
Making the world
Independently
Whole
Watching for the place to run
Dancing, dancing, move
We will make it right
We will dance for you
On this night of nights
They will make it through
Through the eyes of child
And the wish you are
As the thought that comes
From a distant star
Whatever thoughts you have
Can become a new dream
For the perfect stance
Take you there and back again
And you believe you are
Independently whole
Waiting for the signs, whole [home]
Reaching for the farside show
Whole
Dancing for the moon
Dancing for the light
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing for the hour [earth]
Dancing for the light
Whole
Dancing for the light
They will bring the rain
They will make it right
It will transfer you
Each and every night
With her wings of hope
They will cover you
They will make it right
They will shine for you
With the golden wings
Close around your soul
It will count for you
It will make you whole
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the song of songs
It will make you move
It will transfer you
And so it comes to this now
When you walk into the bliss that
Holds down the fire
As pleasure will divide [divine]
So close, so let your heart enter
Succumb and let your heart enter this [so come, and let...]
So close, and let yourself lose control
Heaven help the love that you send
Heaven has the love you send.
Reeeeeeeea _ llly [breathe]
Whole
Watching for the time to call
Dancing in the light
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the signs
Whole [home]
Reaching for the sight to show
Whole
Independently
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing on the out [earth]
Dancing in the light
They will bring the rain
They will shine the light
Understanding this
It can come tonight
For the love of love
And the answers, too
It begins with me
It begins with you
Whole
Wishing for the time to call
Looking for the sign
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the time to call
Dancing in the harmless sun
Entering the mind drive
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stake out
Actions speak much louder the words [than words]
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you get to keep
This point of your desire
When tense, it will come to you [wait as it will come to you]
Fear of the future response [feel it as a future response]
You get the heaven you like
You get to heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
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Mind Drive
(anderson/squire/white/howe/wakeman)
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stay [stake out]
Your actions speak much louder than words
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you can control
This point of your desire
Great days, it will all come to you [wait as it will ...]
Feel another future response [feel it as a...]
You get the heaven you like
You get the heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
Just as long as you bring the power
From the inside
Just as long as you hold the key
From the inside
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascension
They will bring you rain
They will move the sky
They will give you light
It will lift you long [it will live you long.]
To the eyes of child
To the song of songs
It will bring the moon
It will transfer you
Whole [home]
Pushing for the time to call
Dancing on the moon
Giving it out [digging it out]
In the night of nights
It will shine for you
With the wings of flight
It will make it through
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the test of song
It will comfort you
It will make you feel
Whole
Looking for the chance to call
Making the world
Independently
Whole
Watching for the place to run
Dancing, dancing, move
We will make it right
We will dance for you
On this night of nights
They will make it through
Through the eyes of child
And the wish you are
As the thought that comes
From a distant star
Whatever thoughts you have
Can become a new dream
For the perfect stance
Take you there and back again
And you believe you are
Independently whole
Waiting for the signs, whole [home]
Reaching for the farside show
Whole
Dancing for the moon
Dancing for the light
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing for the hour [earth]
Dancing for the light
Whole
Dancing for the light
They will bring the rain
They will make it right
It will transfer you
Each and every night
With her wings of hope
They will cover you
They will make it right
They will shine for you
With the golden wings
Close around your soul
It will count for you
It will make you whole
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the song of songs
It will make you move
It will transfer you
And so it comes to this now
When you walk into the bliss that
Holds down the fire
As pleasure will divide [divine]
So close, so let your heart enter
Succumb and let your heart enter this [so come, and let...]
So close, and let yourself lose control
Heaven help the love that you send
Heaven has the love you send.
Reeeeeeeea _ llly [breathe]
Whole
Watching for the time to call
Dancing in the light
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the signs
Whole [home]
Reaching for the sight to show
Whole
Independently
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing on the out [earth]
Dancing in the light
They will bring the rain
They will shine the light
Understanding this
It can come tonight
For the love of love
And the answers, too
It begins with me
It begins with you
Whole
Wishing for the time to call
Looking for the sign
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the time to call
Dancing in the harmless sun
Entering the mind drive
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stake out
Actions speak much louder the words [than words]
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you get to keep
This point of your desire
When tense, it will come to you [wait as it will come to you]
Fear of the future response [feel it as a future response]
You get the heaven you like
You get to heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
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Beautiful and great
"Karina, you are lovely, beautiful and great"
But is it so real that I am so late
She was surprised to hear and stared
I was little in odd position when had dared
She is fine lady and belongs to good culture
Where she considers all friends and makes sure
Dignity stands all the way and holds the ground
Whether it is new people, new area or culture to be found
I saw eyes but failed to read what it tried
For a second I felt shy, but suddenly asked why?
She is the entire time best friend
May give in and stay up to the end
Some of the people are gifted
Their eyes speak and never get shifted
It is not natural talent or any kind of show off
But person gets warning and it is made last laugh
I am always at receiving end and accept the outcome
Make the friends laugh at my funny things and welcome
I wait for no adverse comment or displeasure
As it always turn out to be great pleasure
Friends are meant to be adored and appreciated
Not made to suffer due to environment already vitiated
It is how you ouch their deep sentiments
Use it to fullest advantage and turn into happy moments
She has impressed with her innocent show
May be she is intelligent and willing to go
Yet it is her desire to be taken into account
We must love to create relation with almost sure count
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish For Good Friend
What do you wish for a good friend or close associate?
He or she should be with us and rush immediate
This is more or less necessary at the time of need
When relation is free from any angle or greed
Near vicinity friends are almost welcome
Far away places stall the friends to come
Yet friendship remains in tact and dear
Even if they stay far but are felt very near
One such friend I have from hilly area
I care for her and made several plea
To come often on line and converse
But every time she comes with god spirit and leaves with tears
This drives me to the nuts
It is shrouded with ifs and buts
It is human bond that brings us together
Else it is not necessary to meet or gather
Some of the friends leave deep impact
They are close to heart by their simple act
They are not desired in actual journey
Yet they are felt as if they are near and not away
She would often express drizzling rain
All waters flowing in dirty drain
Yet what a joy to get wet in monsoon
As if the dream to be realized very soon
“Rain is our life” I smilingly added
As everything else was simply welded
No rain means any life and movement
It won’t be nice to swell and comment
It is nice to feel attachment
But how to stop momentum
Once it starts no one can stop
It is divine and speaks loud and at top
So love to live for friends and its value
Don’t be afraid if that comes on the way or due
Accept the feelings and react for what is reasonable
Human being are susceptive to feelings and are capable
I utter some words and wish to retire
It may sometimes lead to satire
As many times age, cast, creed and many things may enter
That may be made ugly when made epic centre
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Verses Form
To write well doesn't amount means to fight
It is well within ambit and right
The words come out in form of spirit of light
That flashes across mind and travel straight
The readers are wise enough
To pick what is smooth and what is rough!
A path that can satisfy their urgent need
Put control over worldly things and greed
Real poet is one that makes you laugh
Remains with you in happiness till last
Share grief with solace in real sense
Without adding any fuel to make you tense
Some of the poets unnecessarily force their views
Never come out of moon light and it's over view!
We can praise the nature but not exactly in imagery
It has something to do with human nature and misery
Many people prefer dark for the want of real guidance
That can't be provided by good books at once
It has to have ever lasting effect with bold assertion
Not to have any excuse at last minute of desertion
It is known from first instance
When words are put for acceptance
Readers come out with emphatic yes
Or no with annoyance on their face
I shall put it bluntly
The poems should not go silently
It has its own role to play
Remain at heart and permanently stay
What after all is the verses form?
When people remain loosely attached and well informed
We are committed to human cause
We can't afford to have even little pause
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Can't be undone
The truth remains same and can't be undone
The past and by gone may remain always bygone
The God has given you beautiful mind to inscribe on paper
It is how you feel and ink it on the subject matter
It does not remain then poetry
They are hidden words and not mystery
Every kind heart might have felt its impact
Let us make it as unforgettable holy act
Some one may see it as real art
Some words may be inserted as skillful craft
What actually you are doing with words?
Making it sharper than even swords?
Mind may read several things and store
It may add little or even more
The imagery may not remain ever confined
The feeling may come out and stay as defined
Poetry is reflection of clear mind
Many ideas may find mention and find
The safe refuge to come out at free will
It has to reside there and wait for still
It is like holy temple, mosque or church
You can create space, place and make search
It will create perfect environment with recognition
Only it will need proper key for ignition
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Good Poetry
Yes and to prove it as natural flow
I get the inspiration when remember the almighty and bow
I think about nothing when poetical thoughts invade
I just plough the land with spade........
I plant the seeds not with any kind of greed
But with only intention to feed
It may be called pure deed
But later on to prove as human need
There is no technique or any ground rules
It comes in mind without any schedule
Poetry is god gift and can’t be mastered
It is not donated or freely offered
You can only construct the vague thoughts
As you encounter the enemy to be suddenly fought
If you can pick and gather it in right spirit
It may easily be put on paper or sheet
Have you ever experienced an edge of sword?
You may find sharp edge in powerful words
It may not cut anybody’s throat or shed the blood
But may provide to freedom fighters as tonic or food
Poems should not remain merely as expressive term
It must find respectable and loving place in turn
It should nether be used to show as arrogance
Nor to be used as lethal weapons as chance
Poems are means and pure medium
It can be sung in holy places or for audience in stadium
The impact and influence may be far reaching
It can be used for preaching and teaching as well
How can one learn about poems if remains least concerned?
How any one can be harmed if it lacks teeth and turned?
It is holiest form of expression and demands simple use
One must be able to get or touch the nerves and induce
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Poems in her
Poems in her
It has become now a journey
Crusade against no one but a turn key
Almost with single thought in mind
Something new to search and find
You can call it divine injection
Penetrates in mind for lovely action
To transform thoughts into words
And create poems to look forward
Not all objects provide some clue
Some birds and natural objects are over due
Seasons and sadness come to my rescue
I think, rethink and make periodical review
Black color fascinates me so much
Not because of its color but quality as such
Its worth is precious and can't be counted in terms
But it provides enormous joy and returns
Such is my love for poetry
I consider it prayer to almighty
As words pour out to strengthen his prayer
I become mere tool and conveyer
At first sight I get enormous signals
The thought floods mind with its arrival
I look at face and it clearly impresses
I find its real worth to write poems
Can any one not read what goes on in her mind?
I certainly do when come across to find
She is certainly extra ordinary and truly gifted
Almost with same views and never shifted
I would love to dwell at length about character
The color may not play an important factor
Yet it leaves ever lasting impression
I write the poems with true confession
She is an every inch poem with message
If you look at her closed eyes in page
You may sum up with final note
Poems and poets certainly relate
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I and melody
It always formed as basic in my mind
It is hunted not from the mind of the blind
With such questions in mind it needed an answer
It could be found from genuine friends who were fewer
How melody can enhance the music in poetry?
What can influence more in its earnest entry?
It all invaded mind and made me restless
I was to find an answer and genuinely trace
I had reminded friends on my being as an ordinary poet
I normally preferred to remain calm and quiet
But one of my poetess friends forced me to explain
What formed hard core, nice poem and free from any pain?
“Poetry is strong arm of an art”
She asserted it with confidence to look very smart
I had fined her interesting at the start
I found her in tune with poetry touch and very much part
I added mixture of both to form basic
It looks then melodious and classic
Where else was I to go and find?
When Melody was always there to find?
I was in mood to elaborate as she remained at heart
The poems were right means and purest form of an art
It was berthing and spreading fragrance all the times
I used to enjoy it and smelt most of the times
She was to complain that it was music in absence of tune
How can you claim it flawless, without weakness and immune?
I emphasized it to be divine melody
It was not in the hands of anybody
Art is always in pure form
Only you should stay inform
The love and art definitely are inborn
In absence it may stand as if torn
I told her to enjoy lovely evening
Have full faith in art with clear leaning
In end it was bound to be always winning
As the rays are bright and shining
I asked her to be always nice
Stand firm in her promise
Poetry should not face sudden demise
As it is heavenly and divine device
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The Great Ones
The great ones move us in ways we cannot understand-
They bring us to feelings beyond those we knew we had-
The great ones bring out beauty in us joy in us pain in us sadness in us
Beyond we knew we had-
They make us sing and dream inside beyond any beauty we ever knew- before
The great ones move us
To be more than we ever are just by ourselves-
Is it a wonder then that we love the great ones and need the great ones and live through the great ones
And all their poems and songs and music and thoughts and stories and all they create-
Oh the great ones
How they give us more life and make us love life more-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At Right Moment
'You have blown my mind' one of the reader commented
It was with reference to one of my poems posted
'Are there any more words for poet to say' she added
Now it was my turn to feel speechless as I was highly graded
It is nice to feel, when some one staying far, is commenting
Her feeling in simple but in effective way and presenting
I can understand about the state of mind when you are moved
There exists no double thought or opinion to be removed
'We are potter's clay' I humbly stated
We have found no other way
We sing in His praise and enjoy
That is how the life is to be spent with joy
We also know that not all pots survive
Potter makes all efforts to save them and revive
Yet he expresses helplessness at the end
Looks towards sky as if that blessing god has sent
How come poems emerge from tiny mind?
It has no place to store and convenient place to find
I have wondered many times but simply surrendered
It is nothing but a grace that has been showered
I shall relentlessly strive to present
At any place and in any form like crescent moon
It may not offer enough light but a rare glimpse
Still more to say that feeling of divine force
I would love to praise not only about him alone
But nature as well to have come to our aid as one
We fail to notice the merciful act from time to time
Yet they are sent regardless of what we err sometimes
I bow my head in silence and thank
To all those who have become my close friend
Not out of any personal bond or attachment
But due to simple words to have come at right moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet Can
Why a poet can not remain in crowded place?
Catch the pulse of an ordinary man in race
See the drops his labor inform of sweat
How much he struggles to meet ends and eat
There is valid point in conceding
We all need nice feeding
Every moment of great surprise
To grow day by day and feel wise
Humanity breathes in open and shows the class
We just don’t observe it and make casual pass
We find it irrelevant and out dated concept
But makes it so sentimental when openly wept
We hardly move without aim
It has mechanical aspirations to claim
Life is taken as mere compulsion
To be pulled on with or without resumption
Here comes a stage when you want real eruption
Your ideas to come out from heart with assumption
You need some one to read and come out with its consumption
Two words of appreciation and encouragement without disruption
So stage for natural poet is set
It has nothing to do with any kind of stage
Lonely or among people makes no sense
Yes but nature makes easy flow of sentences
Natural poet belongs to all and considers his duty
In red rose he finds fragrance with simple beauty
Flowers catch his fancy and enlighten imagination
How many things come up for revelation?
In morning shadows are just normal in size
They grow short by the time noon seize
Hot sun makes poet to take refuge under shed
Evenings are forcing him to pack up and lead
Nights bring all silvery lines in mind
Beautiful moon at its zenith is very kind
All birds are now quiet and in the nest
Only poet is awake and tries his best
I would love to call him a free bird
As well receiver of lord’s word
Only aim is to spread the lovely message
Whether as boy, youth or in the old age
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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