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Many more

How many more will you kill?
You come in open and strike at will
You are committed to play havoc
We are watching you helplessly and in shock

We were tolerant to the name of freedom fighters
We were showing little sign of respect for rioters
We were ready to forget even the dastardly acts
But this wanton killings without knowing the facts!

We called you *mujaheedins or saviors of religion
You were ready to sacrifice in any part of the land or regions
You were hold in high esteems for your total commitment
Now we are in total shock and can only lament

You come in day light and kill the person in holy places
God has given sacred place to prey irrespective of races
You have made it unholy by your revengeful acts
We only unfold our hands in helplessness and do not react

We can understand the anger against sacrilege
We can understand ire against blasphemy under privilege
But how can we justify your action against men and women?
Who are just in open to seek blessings and or good omen?

You may get no reprieve from almighty
You don’t deserve even little blessings with pity
You won’t be forgiven for showing no mercy
You create anarchy, lot and plunder and remain so busy

I wish you are rejected from all over
You find no place for shelter or cover
Everywhere you have only hell to wait
You must face the worst possible fate

You are misguided lot
So far you have struggled for holy war and fought
Now you have directed guns against your own brethren
This is worrying us more and adding the concern

You may have become suicide bombers
You may have secret agenda to remember
But forget not that you too are a human being
Think of Lord or almighty and wait when bird’s sing

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Morning Prayer Words

I hear Morning Prayer words
I think it is prevalent all over world
Somebody may call it 'Azan'*
Some one may call them 'Bhajan'*

It has definitely some meaning
A divine call from heart for winning
Love the fellow brethrens and pardon
For whatever they have unknowingly done

Why such places give us mental peace?
Why do we feel that we are at complete ease?
Is there no hidden message from our creator?
I bow my head whenever hear some prayer words in air

Our Muslim brethrens may be fasting this month
Holiest of holy month as it is called Ramadan
To purify the soul and pray for peace all over
'Allah -O-Akabar', almighty to provide the safe cover

Prayers have tremendous strength and hidden power
People offer it with sincere wishes and in rainy shower
Nothing moves them from commitment and resolve
With only request to grant confidence for it to solve

Whole religious places seem to be emitting lights
Each person dreams to have blessings right
Bow head in silence and seek for pardon
If all committed something wrong on someone

I know for sure that on one is perfect
But can not improve upon our acts?
Can we not become tolerant to mankind?
As has been seen recently that we have gone blind

'Shower on us peace and strength to withstand '
Any burden or trouble that we may be unable to stand
Provide the correct path with respect to each religion
Let some fresh air with fragrance blow in any region!

I visit holy Kaba* stone in my prayer
It provides me peace and acts as sooth sawyer
Likewise my heart bleeds when I find tears
When poor people in street painfully bear

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As per His wishes

Think of millions who are left with no food
Just little thought of those uncared for and not good
Sleeping under open sky for want of shelter
No proper amenities and no drinking water

Think of those who are made destitute and poor
No sympathy, no blessings and shutting of door
No God for them in divine places and no care
No direction and little idea about going somewhere

World is sitting of volcano with unequal distribution
Some where plenty and some where total starvation
Some where total upliftment with all facilities
Some where nothing in name with no possibilities

No account for how many may be dying everyday
Under nourished and not finding any suitable way
Unrest and uprising with wanton killings and rapes
Humanity on shame with ugly scene and slaps

Where are proper education and job opportunities?
Where is good environment and basic facilities?
Where the youth of today go and find the place?
Are we not pushing them to take part in mad race?

Many may take to arms and unsocial activities
Rest may suffer in inferiority and all complexities
Life may end near in early fifties or sixties
No place any where to look at open skies

Are we not creating open hell for future generation?
Do we have an answer for any of the question?
How much have we progressed in population jump?
There was never feminine, decline or slump

We have progress on all destructive fronts
We have made big, small and large fonts
With single push buttons millions can perish
World can find several times its peril and finish

We have time to export terrorism
We can spare no troops to protect humanism
We have enough of food grains and stock
Can it reach to inaccessible tribal flocks?

We will eliminate poor with their poverty
There won’t be left any worry for almighty
He will feel no remorse or any kind of pity
As He has only pushed us on earth for serenity

“The poor things shape up as per His wishes”
“No one departs early, waits or finishes”
We have ready made arguments in favor and against
Here poor is eliminated and survives the strongest

Less said is better and for good
Let there be left with no worry for food
We can waste in plenty in big functions and ceremonies
Who else will complain when extravagance and great show accompanies

* Let us not wait and watch as time runs out very fast*

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Little Mistake

Little mistake did cost us heavily
Enemy had planted it deadly
Within a second it shattered human bodies
Flash was flown all over and bodies rushed in ambulance Lorries

It took no time to play havoc
No one could believe it as joke
There were loud sounds in different places
There were worries and anxieties on the face

The terror had deeply struck
People had run out of luck
There was no time left for finding shelter
The death was as if running after

Within seconds it turned into death zone
All were lifted one by one
Rushed to the near by hospital for immediate relief
It was indeed shattering our belief

How can human being kill a living person?
That to without knowing any reason
You have not met a person in whole life
Suddenly he is done to death with bomb and knife

I think we have dared almighty
He may have no room for pity
The indulgence in wrong way may certainly bring misery
Where you will find person ready to suck blood and act as thirsty

Time is not far away when we may not venture out of home
You will find R.I.P places and only domes
Who will want to stay in this slaughter house?
When there is nothing except passions to rouse?

Let us not forget one thing
Whole world can’t be annihilated for anything
One day may come when you will be hated
With butcher you will be praised and equated

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A Litany (Cavatina Sequence)

(after Sir Philip Sidney)

Once huge church bells did ring at our wedding,
but love is gone,
as a plague its infected, by your whims has spread;
another one
finds grace in your eyes, now knows your deep flesh,
while like some stone
what was ours is petrified into dust,
good almighty Lord God, deliver us.

What once was high and holy is now dead,
only pain remain
while you acted very unscrupulous,
could not explain
your own female infatuating fancy
and then to gain
you breached our holy, pure, solemn trust
good almighty Lord God, deliver us.

No dirge, lament or even a prayer
can change your mind,
even if I at times do in pain weep
you stay unkind,
rushes away, with your eyes set and does
your lover find;
from a women that acts to true love thus,
good almighty Lord God, deliver us.

[Reference: “A Litany” by Sir Philip Sidney.]

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Countless deaths

Free to feel and easy to live
O, god in your land and believe
That you are only one and alone
Let our mistakes and past be bye gone

We would love to suffer
Prayers and peace may always offer
Take us to safety and grant peace
Small land if you can give us please

It was with us and belonged
Our forefathers struggled and longed
Some documents faked and forged
We are driven away and refused

Can it be not the same again?
At what cost may be the gain?
Our children bath with blood
Shortage of everything even with food

We ask only freedom
That has been denied seldom
What can be way out with wisdom?
How many more graveyards may come up as doms?

"Here lay our future generation"
They never knew what can be sacred relationship
They suffered onslaught and lay dead
We may look at them and read

Holy wars are fought on countless deaths
There may be left no space for laying wreath
Yet that has to be attained with supreme sacrifice
Land may ask fulfillment of promise

Grant us O. lord your blessings and mercy
We can only pray you almighty
You are sole observer of the play
Show us the reasonable and honorable way

We may owe and remain indebted
Even though our course now is ill fated
Our sacrifice can't be equated
As it is blood soaked and down rated

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Displayed at once

It catches the attention of eyes for full glimpse
If something of divine nature is displayed at once
Many may try to have blessings out of it or purchase
It may turn out to be ugly if objected to and faced with long chase

The streets may face a hostile reaction
As it will be seen as sacrilege and bad action
There will not be stoppage of war hysteria
Any good appeal for peace will fall as useless plea

Some of the major religions are gifted with tolerance
They do not come out in open and act at once
They may offer some kind of correct answers
As why it is derogatory and objectionable by viewers

Religious intolerance is must in limited sense
It should be resisted if depicted materially nonsense
It serves no purpose and rather spoils good will
People are on rampage and results into innocent’s kill

I fail to understand why people resort to such tactics
Why at all that subject should be touched without knowing facts?
Why in any nature it should be subjected to offend someone?
The offence against any religion should be the concern of everyone

The freedom of speech is not to be meant for silly target
In committing such a distractedly act they simple forget
The human values and basis to which we are loosely connected
In difference to their wishes we involve irresponsibly and madly acted

We must believe in some sort compromise
Some of finest things must be propagated and must comprise
What is actually for and what is in disfavor?
That can really help to certain extent in favor

Even the public opinion in most advanced countries also differ
So many kinds of unfavorable comments do appear and offer
It vitiates already strained relation and adds fuel to fire
How can we admire those things which are not even worth to admire?

I find same sense of respect for any religion
It is bridge and builds peace in the regions
The people are bound together with mutual respect
We must see through reasons and clearly inspect

The trouble can be had and brewed anytime
It may take longer time to calm down sometimes
It is not worth attempting for even to antagonize
It will afford chance for other elements to organize

I bow to every religious place when passed by
I shall bow head and pray for with honest try
It is not for pleasing any one or to offend
It is for my internal peace and some of the ills to mend

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An assassin's bullet

Is the tolerance has taken back seat?
Do we stab a person when tries to greet?
What are we to offer in the name of tolerance?
What alternate we have in everybody’s presence?

Will wanton killing may alter the situation?
Will it not raise the eye brows and questions?
It is condemned all over but with mute voice
World is taking no notice or create noise

Can we be called generous human being?
What happiness we can offer or bring?
We can not praise almighty in sacred place
There are bomb blasts to eliminate the race

Are we falling to wicked designs?
Merely surrendered and resigned
Where are we heading for as of today?
Killings and looting is on all the days

I can not offer my prayers
There wait the assassin as bullet sprayers
I have no place to beg for your mercy
I bow my head in shame and feel pity

All holy verses are forgotten
Resorting to orgy of violence often
I am at pain to learn the crux of teachings
Who may be taking guidance for preaching?

We call ourselves as children of God
We respect and obey every word of lord
We earnestly request to fill heart with kindness
Not a single word to cause any sort of unhappiness

I wish to ignore all holy norms
Let no one come, advocate and inform
What the humanity and religion stands?
Who is to be considered foe or friend?

I have no faith in such philosophy
Who openly preach violence and offer money with trophy?
They are named as crusader and martyrs of the cause?
Let them look behind and assess the situation with pause?

Crocodiles and vultures are true friends
They have remained with us till the end
They have not polluted the air or water
We are going to vitiate and alter

Who has generated hate campaign and ceaselessly maintained?
Why so many bodies lay scattered all over as stained?
What does it speak of natural understanding and true religion?
Why is it spreading its wings in other regions?

We all express true allegiance to written words
We inherit the substance and look forward
As whole world lay before us for embrace
We critically ignore the fact for the gloom to face

As we stand on the brink of disaster?
No solution is sought after
We have reached zero tolerance
No possibility is expected in near future hence

There will be rebirth of another messiah
Who will bear the burnt and lay down the life
We may then lament the fall of star
What otherwise would have been achieved without war?

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Who I AM

I don’t want it to succeed
There is after all no need
Life is not to be made as what we think
Swim fast and prepare even to sink

Heart and all joy comes there after
When life is smooth with laughter
No weapons of any kind must come in between
As love is to be observed and clearly seen

You must always thank almighty
Never feel dejected for any kind of pity
There lies clear distinction
You need not any extinction

Life is an ocean of pain, agony and storm
But we need to forget and keep it warm
As human we need to survive
Strengthen the bond and revive

No one comes to feel for individual
One must think carefully as casual
Hell and heaven made in the mind
You need not go to anywhere and find

Suffer for guilt and enjoy for correction
Guide the path and seek the action
No one suffers here for any crime
As it is pardoned with passage of time

Seek the blessings for given birth
You can pray for descent death
In between you are responsible for good acts
To think out of tune or in tune may not be real fact

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The Hero

Dont you like to see the hero take his licks like a man
Stand up and be tested and be true ?
Would you like to be a hero in your life ? well you can
Did you know its up to you ?
Would you trade your place with jesus on the cross if you could
Shining through eternity ?
Would it bother you to know that you can be just as good
As you really want to be ?
And if youre bound to do your duty then its time that you do
Look your future in the face
For the most important person in the world, which is you,
Or the whole damn human race
Chorus:
Theres a holy band of angels flying high through the night
Where no mortal ever trod
Singing holy, holy, holy, holy, oh, jesus christ
Is the lord almighty god
You see, the good thing is you dont have to be as good as jesus to
Start out with
All you gotta do ask yourself, how would gary cooper have done it
Or john kennedy
Or martin luther king
Or malcom x ?
Chorus:
Theres a holy band of angels flying high through the night
Where no mortal ever trod
Singing holy, holy, holy, holy, oh, jesus christ
Is the lord almighty god

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Here I Come-3

Hold me forever
With your Almighty Hands
Tell me again
I'm forgiven
Feed me
The Body and the Blood
For here I come
Through the narrow gate
Leaving the sanctuary cleanse.

Cover me
With blessings
As I cover my flock
Hold me up
Hold me up
Strong Tower
Love Everlasting.

As I travel
Life's highway
Give me a heart
For the least of these
Give me a heart
For the despised
Above all
Give me your heart.

Possessed me
With the Holy Spirit
And let me bear
The fruits thereof.

Cover me
With blessings
As I cover my flock
Hold me up
Hold me up
Strong Tower
Love Everlasting.

Hold me up!

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Ask Any Mother

No man would hesitate to lay down live?
If he really thinks of motherland and believes
What else can be holier than earth?
Everything else can be secondary even the death

Ask any mother of what she thinks of holy land?
Would she ever stop her sons from going on field by hand?
Will she hold them back for the sake of her own safety?
She will not as she has been considered as holy and equal to deity

What else she will do and witness?
How many more deaths to see and face?
What her inner soul may react?
These are all unanswered questions and acts

War does not spare any one
The territory is annexed and amnesty to none
Daughters, sisters and mothers raped for no reason
No sensible human being may like it as reasonable person

What is to follow later on the scene?
The plight, misery and poverty totally unseen
How many years it may take to reconstruct?
Where as it may take only seconds to destruct

You ask any mother for her comment
She may not utter a word but only lament
How can she prefer to be pregnant again?
When she has to accept total loss as gain

Even though sacrificed children for noble cause
There may be vacuum in life with little pause
Who will come in night and wipe the tears?
She has to spent sleepless nights and bear

That is how we rate the mother
Who can compete with her?
Let all deities come on earth and perform
The role played buy mother in any form

I would salute to mother first
The pray to God last
Even almighty owe their place in her womb
We all do a curse on her by destroying her dreams with bombs

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Cowardice Act

“To leave the field and run for life”
Leaving the children behind and wife
To hide the face and not face the challenge
To deceive somebody and retract the steps or renege

These are called cowardice acts
Everybody may come forward and sharply react
You will find no place to hide
Its implications are more and wide

Life may be sharp but not edge of the knife
You got to act when situation is rife
Kill or get to be killed is suddenly forgotten,
Thousands of thoughts invade and come often,

Who stands alone amidst ruins,
Bury the dead for honor and not coins,
Worries for dead to offer descent burial
Not to offer any excuses or denial

Not all becomes commanders in field,
Sacrifice life but never submit or yield,
Stick to position and ground very well hold,
Recover more and bring glory to their fold,

With sudden burst of fire shells,
Coward sees it as raining hell,
Think not of holy land but ready to sell,
Let country suffer but I must do or fare well,

It is not confined to war zones alone,
Every field is engulfed and very prone,
the question is where to start and where to end?
All mixed signals received but where to bend?

Material gain can be even compensated,
Loss of lives can still be tolerated,
Food sometimes, we find, may be adulterated,
but how the cowardice can be equated?

Russians lost the war not because they were not brave,
fought valiantly but fallen with honor to graves
It were human waves after waves that stood ground,
New elements in history where honors was found,

To witness the injustice and not to act,
Tolerate the tyranny and not to react,
Shut the eyes to reality or fact,
It is cowardice act in matter of fact,

World cares for brave and pays the homage,
Cowards finds no favor and name only damage,
History remembers them for their brave acts,
Not a word to their dishonor as a matter of fact

Why country or nation has to face the shame?
Why to go after damage control blame game?
Why have we to go for remedial acts?
Only for their action country has to sign humiliating pacts

What can be done with land already parted?
How national pride is revived and started?
How can any nation stand with lost face?
Have we to try sincerely for steps to retrace?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Know It Well

Not knowing fully well what we are doing
Not realizing what ultimately we may be inviting
Nothing comes without doing hard work
No good end is possible without noble start

Timely or untimely success my blind
That may force you to become arrogant and unkind
Yet remember no short cut is allowed
Tragic and pathetic end if unmindfully followed

Beware always, nothing come before time
You may have little gain sometimes
It has far reaching consequences
You can’t draw wrong inferences

You may pick favorable quotes and act
Seek refuge and solace under false pretext and react
That won’t cut much ice for practical purpose
You know it gracefully that almighty may dispose

At no stage some hasty action is required
Get into right action before you are tired
Slow and steady may find the fruits of labor
Wealth earned with hard work may only land at harbor

You can expect only grace and blessings
Nothing should go on your part as missing
What you get back in any form is simple reward!
Nothing comes in life with only luck as award

Have patience, wait for opportunity and strike
Carve out the path saw the seeds when dark clouds are in sky
You may then be confident of overcoming any stress
The real gain and happiness will be seen on face

Have short cut only when there is no other go
Find no alternative and no option to forgo
Avail whatever means open and easily sought
This may make it little favorable without being caught

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A Limit On Intolerence

We have crossed the limit of intolerance
We are not in position to draw any reference
The terrorist have thrown open the challenge
Now it must be seen how do we come out and manage

They come at will and strike at the heart of center
There are number of people who act as their mentor
We have still not found out who is their real creator
It is proving difficult for us to control them as cruel actors

It is mad race and everybody is engulfed with its consequences
People are butchered in day light and still we come cross many instances
The earth has changed its color from green to red
We can judge and think but unable to understand and read

What is their primary goal in mind?
How can they be indifferent and unkind?
What do they achieve by killing innocents?
What is purpose behind their unholy movements?

How can religion guide blind faith and be unreasonable?
How passion can be run at highest level and remain uncontrollable?
It is fanatic’s work that is to be countered with strong will
We can’t allow unstoppable game which is aimed at to kill

They are not bothered about their own life
They prefer to live in uncertainty and amidst strife
They are cutting the edges of knife
The situation is still not opportune or ripe

They are killers and known as suicide bombers
They are experts in acrobatics and good climbers
They are trained in all the fields and have expertise
They go in quick action and very boldly summarize

The administrative machinery is facing enormous problem
The terrorists have no national sentiments or have any emblem
Their main motto is to kill and rule over vast land
They can’t be sympathizer or lovely friend

They are not worshippers of the God or almighty
They want to prove themselves as mighty
They are cruel at heart and have no pity
They find no reason in peace and almost strike in cities

The day may be blackened with many more strikes
They may continue to rule and butcher the people with fire from bikes
It is not impossible to control them but needs careful planning
It has to be done with strong resolve and proper awakening

Let free world breathe with peace
Let them pass the time with ease
Why people should live amidst uncertainty?
It is their main concern and must be addressed definitely

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A mistake is to be pardoned

Thousand mistakes to be pardoned
keep all promises and not to be abandoned
it is to be forgiven and condoned
for very simple reason not to be damned

So it forms the corner stone of policy
it is to be tolerated even if you are mighty
no one is to suppressed with any disregard
no let up in preparedness and to be off the guard

It will be taken as sign of weakness
the person will not understand it under the influence of wickedness
you may be termed as real fool
you know it is essential to look very cool

It is not supposed to be tit for tat
it is not ideal solution for that
it may kill enemy but spirit is kept live
you may find it later and will not believe

The time and cycle has changed again
havoc and destruction now seen with rain
nature has really turned against
we still harp on same thing and insist

What else can be used as counter?
to go into root cause and strike at center
or wait for enemy to strike and score
what else is open for us to explore?

No slap against slap is seen as cowardice
it will be considered as impracticable device
the age old tradition of not responding is over
you got to have enough power to cover

You may not retaliate with full force
you will know the exact position from other source
you will hi hard with brilliance and accuracy
it will establish foot hold and supremacy

The poisonous snake has to be caught
the adversary has to be fought
there is no use for you to go and seek
the reasonable compromise and look weak

The wicked person may lie low
he will agree to all and allow
you will have to think fast and follow
his ulterior motive with insult not to swallow

It is age for equal treatment
there may be concerted move at any moment
you may be caught napping
that will be end of your good inning

it was never a celebration over victory
the enemy was to be given full amnesty with no sorry
it has to be proved as brilliant move
you have nothing left now to prove

The concept of forget and forgive stands good
it is not properly followed and understood
it is not about giving thoroughfare to bad elements
it is to be countered with all might and surprise movement

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Communion

Ive touched some objects of faith more precious than pieces of eight.
Seen sacred places and ritual ways, but for communion lets go to my place.
I learned to pray on my knees.
Been taken in hand, if you please.
Had my own revelations, ideas about fate, but for communion lets go to my place.
So as the body, so as the blood, sacred as the soul is to love.
Dont be mistaken if you dont understand, divinely simple.
Part of the plan.
Take!
Eat!
This is my body!
I give it to you.
Take!
Drink!
This is my blood.
Do it in remembrance of me (so you wont forget me).
Now, Ive been a witness of grace.
Ive stared sacred days in the face.
The long long parade of ritual ways, but for communion lets go to my place.
Sacred stories are told.
Theyre passed on like pieces of gold.
So make your conclusions, consider your fate, and for communion lets go to my place.
Are you ready?
Are you ready for communion?

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Prayer Words

I took some of my prayer words back
I felt guilty for putting my interest at stake
Is that the correct logic or prayers are meant?
Will God listen to such request and relent?

I, for one, reserve the opinion
I may not get support from any of the companion
It may not find even favor
As prayers are restricted only to save honor

Why do I ask to fill my heart with mercy and kindness?
When I am fully blessed with happiness on y face
I still pretend to be ignorant before him and pray
As if He knows nothing and directs you a new way

Why do we pray for our happiness and others loss?
Is it not the insult to sacred place and holy cross?
I go to him with malicious intent
Instead ask for things and never regret or lament

Even one look in His eyes may send waves of sympathy
You may receive signals directly fro the almighty
You just read in the eyes and try to understand sufferings undergone
You will forget your own pain and stand like stone

Prayers are meant to purity soul and supplement it with more
Try to find out if something can still be explored
If you can’t feed the hungry and show little kindness
Don’t bother much but that thought itself will give happiness on face

Can we deny that he is only one to think of whole universe?
Who can go against His wish and negate verses?
It is all for us to follow and put into practice
Let it become daily routine till we face the demise

I just look at Him and seek no words
Ask him to allow me to go forward
I shall not regret for any outcome
His blessings will always be appreciated and welcomed

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Kind Gesture

I may not keep pace and go wrong
I have yet to cover path which is so long
I am blessed everything for a song
Find suitable and honourable place among

Let my pillow be stone
Ordinary life and no throne
Let me find and seek the solace
Allow me to see joy on people’s face

I may not remain so long and forever
Little sympathy and respect however
I may consider it blessings and gift
I want only mercy from you with little shift

I must honestly pray and confess
Don’t shower me with so much bless
It will make me headstrong and arrogant
So much wealth and fame beyond the want

I want to remain in your feet and pray
Honestly living with not in race or fray
I shall spend the life for poor and needy
Shall keep away from cheats and greedy

Kindly lead me from darkness to light
Vigilant eye to find what is wrong and right
I may fail to understand your power and might
Bestow me with kindness, vision or sight

I shall Endeavour to be good human being
Recitals of prayers and worthy songs to sing
Respect to all religions irrespective of faith
I may bow my head……………………

May find your blessing even in failure
Ailing mind to have definite cure
Not to cheat others and attempt to lure
Double the efforts to make win shot sure

All I need is your kind gesture
Nothing in particular or bright future
It may follow with your simple grace
Infuse me with kindness and love to embrace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eid Mubarak today

“Eid Mubarak” chanting slogan today
Wishes from heart to shed the differences away
Remember those sacrifices made by disciples
Giving away life for sacred principles

“Islam” is pure for Pak* people
Make them strong and capable
Same faith with unshaken belief
To get relieved from pain and have relief

It is sacrifice day and something to remember]
Be a part of true aspect and staunch member
Complete faith in one God and trust the almighty
He has everything to shower and show the mercy

Let us celebrate it with strong resolve
Greet the people and extend love
Let us not make people suffer more
The time has come together therefore

Aim is one and path is same
Why then curse humanity and blame?
Pray almighty to give courage and fight injustice
Love and brotherhood is the only way to suffice

Forget not He loves only those!
Who stand fast, pray and repose
Trust and confidence in system created
Blessed equally and cordially related

See Him in smiling faces
Read the language and forget the races
Love in universal and can be read easily
Life is only means to spend it happily

I wish all my brethrens to stand fast
Enjoy the feasts and donate at last
Millions may express happiness and offer blessings
Never hurt any one and san the killings

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eid mubarak