May surely cease
It pinched me internally to tease
I feared heart may surely cease
It was not behaving as usual
I tried to look normal and take it as casual
No it was not normal type unrest
I forced me to think as far as best
It did not help me either way
I was drawn in some game and pushed away
I tried to brush it aside
The concept was agreeable but very wide
I had remained aloof from such feeling
This one had come unexpected and willing
Each part of the body worked in normal fashion
Though whole body preferred relaxation on cushion
This was happening in cool and peaceful night
The heart may not allow having rest without her sight
I feared something may happen at odd hours
The eyes had exchanged greetings at doors
It was coming like fresh scene in the mind
Where was peace to sleep and next day to find?
The arms were ticking away silently in clock
It was assumed correctly what will be in stock?
It was not speeding to get rid of silent night
The good man in me was simply lost without any fight
I shall definitely ask about the dark magic
I could not find anything behind as logic
It was simply a surrender to open invitation
I could well guess and judge the indication
I was briefed by senior friends about down fall
They cautioned me to go slow before responding the call
I knew it was impossible to respond in such a way
I was drawn closer and nearer without any say
It compelled me to thinks about great world wars
They could have been averted and pushed very far
Had this merchant of deaths smelt a peaceful rose in varieties?
The fragrance might have traveled across and beyond boundaries
I felt certain divine force behind such feeling
Though inwardly it was weakening and killing
No one can deny the tremendous thrust behind
It was felt bodily even with gentle push from wind
I was forewarned of dire consequences if went ahead
The fear was not totally miscounted but certainly read
It was not easy or simple cake walk
There was meaningful and serious talk
I am totally swept away in flood
Heart has wept and affected the flow of blood
May be that I have come across with full knowledge
It is need of an hour to have been experienced by young age
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A little respite
I heaved a sigh of relief
I had strong sense of belief
I was true to conscience and very brief
Pain and agony has to be borne by self
It is know fact and not be denied
You should not lament when expectations are bellied
You may feel a pinch of salt
When you receive something despite not being at fault
It may give little sense of being hurt
It is how you feel when reply received is curt
Such things are not digested easily and silently tease
It may erupt often in mind and do not cease
Some of the behavior is accepted as usual
It is termed as normal very casual
Some type of altercation is expected as outburst
It is one kind of extension of rage as thrust
It is game plan also engineered by hostile friends
They have felt it as insult and want to make no amends
You will be cornered unceremoniously and targeted
You will be hooted and dishonor is feted
You may be restless and never regain original posture
It will unseat you all the times until some one tries to reassure
You will be compelled to think of steps on revengeful lines
All your good qualities may be pushed to side lines
You may try very hard to push it away
Still more difficulties may be on your way
The area of disagreement may get wide
You may be little hesitant to confide
Under such condition you are likely to loose sight
You may not be able decide what is wrong or right
You may be startled and do not feel the coolness of night
There is so much wrangling in mind and internal fight
If you are brave enough to come out of such stage
It will be considered as an appropriate step with age
No one resorts to violence or hostile steps as precaution
Everything must move in orderly way and in slow motion
It wills end you shock waves even at odd hours
You may be puzzled to hear knock at doors
It will be nothing but hidden fear and insecurity
You are engulfed by forceful eventuality
Cool mind may some times come to your rescue
It may estimate and emphasizes on what is not due
It may give you option to come out of crisis
There may be concerted effort and reasonable emphasis
*Action taken in haste may dampen the chance*
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First Time In Life
First time in life I missed to see rising sun
Prior to it I used to complete my health run
Generate enough of heat in body and prepare
Days plan along with routine care
I felt laziness and lacked will power to rise
It was almost new development to me with great surprise
Normally I showed inclination for early get up
Today I felt reverse of it and did not hurry up
Sun rays give enough of energy and keep us fresh
I sensed absence of something and did not rush
It gave pulses of relaxation and sickness in mind
Everything seemed to be out of control and missed essence of its kind
One must adhere to strict normal routine
Everything then runs in time and in line
We may have lot many things to define
But discipline should never be undermined
It is first lesson in life to be punctual
Rest all things can be taken as casual
We can relax when days plan is summed
But ready to go into action as soon as summoned
I felt as if body had lost its vigor
There was no shine on face with its red color
I realized it is not worthwhile to have slackness
Laziness must be shed or pushed away in any case
I shall make this day break as an exception
Such thought should never emerge from the inception
They kill human spirit and push to some inaction
Life must be pushed all the times with vigorous action
The sun is our life time energy source
No one is exerting or can have any type of controlling force
We got to plan as per its movement and act
As everything is dependent and it is established fact
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Still Breathing
“I am still breathing” complained friend
“Everybody breathe till the end “I answered
“It is not as simple as you think”
“I am loosing grip and sinking” friend wept
I tried to gather and know what is breathing last
What complications you have when you breathe fast
It is different when you have space to breathe
Alters meaning when you find it difficult to breathe
Failure in love makes to palpitate fast
Blood may run in vein as if to last
No system may come to help or relief
Surely it is feeling and our belief
It seems emotions and feelings try to unite
Holy relations develop and strengthen the tie
Breathe in and out may decide the course
Life may hang on thread with insecurity of course
Little upset may cause you deep breather
Whole body may shiver with small change in weather
It may cause anxiety mixed with anger
Nothing may appeal not even good food or hunger
It may not augur well with normal movement
Nothing may seem fine with every moment
“Why did you fall in love”? You may think and lament
“God is not merciful” you may weep and comment
It is something never experienced before
All feeling genuinely come on the fore
Your heart is gripped with unknown fear
So many thoughts may enter and agony you bear
One must balance and view it as natural
Try to express freely or converse it oral
It may balance the sudden outburst or flow
You may find it heartening with shine and glow
It is God’s gift to find place as usual
Accept it as it is and treat it casual
No blossom no fragrance may ever take place
Only love can do it and nothing can replace
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Something In Mind
entered the worship place with something in mind
I was restless at heart and wanted more to find
It was not for any favor, wealth or material gain
But something was really hurting me with pain
I found myself at the distant shore
Where I felt nobody had tried to explore
I had too not thought about it before
Was I really in quest for asking more?
No, the world had me totally disillusioned
Everywhere I was hunted and needlessly questioned
I wanted an answer for it and to be mentioned
Was it my fault to be here on this lovely earth to be stationed?
I found nothing wrong with mother earth
Ample opportunity provided for meeting with death
Body to rest with ceremony of laying wreath
That was totally in conformity with faith
How many souls visit earth with beautiful body?
Breathe freely and roll on as if business of nobody
No one bothers to know what for we are!
Watch the entire scene by sitting very far
I found no answer despite putting lots of prayers
I planned to visit and take advice of sooth Sayers
As I was passing through different type of confusion layers
I had feeling of lone identity thrust upon as player
I could see labors toiling in hot sun
Playing their part with no unpleasant run
They knew it is do or die game in life
What is use of putting neck on the edge of knife?
I had enough of everything to spend with pleasure
After all there is no yardstick to apply and measure
If little thing can grant you happiness and satisfaction
Life must be shining with example and indication
We have nothing on hand after arrival
It is mere show of existence with rehearsal
Either we develop self contentment and enjoy
Or lead the life with deception and decoy
I wondered at the regular function of divine objects
They were never faltering or delaying in their acts
Sun and moon appeared at their destined time
Why we normal people with uncertainty think more sometimes?
I thought over it several times and retuned
The table was now on me to be turned
All other places are not for providing the solution
We are the master and can be in control with resolutions
Why worry about things not known to us?
Why not leave it to fate and simply trust?
Work hard for return of no favor or outcome?
Just think of good and whole heartedly welcome
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An ache to bear
You ache but not beat
You remain calm but don’t heat
You will definitely find
Cool partner and very kind
Your hart if full of feeling
You want to go along and willing
Wish to surrender and obey
Inner call and silently pray
God, take me to safety
I trust you O, almighty
Bless us always and have some pity
I consider it as holy bond and not treaty
Shall I take it as first good sign?
Leave all the worries and resign
Come to bow and totally surrender
Be my true savior and path finder
Your eyes are so powerful and bear
Shine of universe but still in tears
What does it show to me as disciple?
I respect all holy books including Bible
I trust each and every word
Golden and beautiful from lords
Help me o, lord to take me forward
Put me in place where I needn’t look backward
I find total love in every object
How can I be insensitive and reject?
I have no reason to suspect the subject?
I wish to have special eye to make the contact
I love to live with higher aim
Look down with humbleness and never claim
It is you who will take me to shore
No ill feeling and hatred I abhor
I used to think about future
I was totally in dark and unsure
It may click at destined hour
I was happy and never felt sour
Come and shine my heart with divine light
Let it see through vision a clear sight
Ability to judge what is wrong and right
Always trust for love and no fight
Will I ever go down in life as inhuman?
Will be known as shame as woman or man?
Will it be construed as curse or shame?
Will I not have good name or fame?
What I do when find no solution in sight?
I sincerely wish for good and approach you right
You always fill me with courage and strength
I too take vow not to comprise and go to any length
Lord, lead me kindly to the light from dark
Let there be no ignition even from spark
Let whole world breathe in peace with harmony
There is no need to be blessed with wealth or money
I take this opportunity to confess in real
You offer the wounds but certainly heal
I may take it as blessings and good sign
I shall remain happy and feel it fine
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A beautiful Gul
Gul, Gul, Gul
You are so beautiful
Gul is flower in garden
I noticed it all of sudden
I found her up in the morning
Her rosy face simply shining
Bright eyes stared as if inviting
Was it for passion igniting?
It was magnetic pull
There prevailed natural lull
Still moon remained in circle and full
I was not worried about attack from bull
I was totally mesmerized
The things were not to be summarized
It did make magic and surprise
This was something new and very good prize
How could she be in my domain?
She should not be away and remain
Totally indifferent and only in dream
How to bring her in pure love stream?
How many thoughts just crossed the mind?
How all of sudden I was able to find
She must be elegant and very kind
I was brought in sense by flow of wind
It made me to think in another direction
What will be her move and next action?
Will she be angry as hostile reaction?
As she was hailing from wealthy section
I could still read lines on her face
I was definitely for her in race
I want her to be on my side in any case
She must fall in line and not make memory to erase
This is what I consider as cherished dream
I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream
She may not opt for simple person
She may be compelled by any reason
I never knew morning breezes are so cool
They can’t push you to look like fool
It is freshness of flowers that is brought
One understands it and it is never taught
Soon her reddish face was about to disappear
There was so much pain to bear
I could see her murmur but couldn’t hear
She must be thanking me as dear
She engulfed me through the day
I had dreamed of very good way
Alas! I could offer her rose flower
My gesture would have been the best answer
the mind does develop reactive feeling
it is natural to go for it without thought killing
What will happen even if we get total failure?
It will enrich you and make the way very sure
She was almost there with hands on her eyes
I could only stare at her and could not ask why?
She utter few words in my ears for acknowledgement
It was now my turn to make positive movement
Gul……flower
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Help me out
“Hello, you come here and help me out”
I felt it as rude shock and simply thought about
Is it arrogance in us or no curtsey at all?
I take it as strange and untimely call
Some one called me one eyes man and shouted
All civil norms were pushed out and flouted
The defeated soldiers feel humiliation when routed
I failed to understand why all such things to be stated
So many times I have been consoled on such matters
Even though it does not affect subject or alter
But it hurts from inside why all such unnecessary words?
When there is no need for it and look backward?
Someone advised no to say “die” even if some is in last stage
He may be facing death due to sickness or old age
Still some good words are expected when you visit his bed side
Even though it varies from person to person conceptually very wide
In friend circle we are used to address in ill mannered way
The words may not carry any meaning even if you use or say
So long you are face to face it is taken very lightly
But takes ugly turn f addressed in other’s presence even if rightly
Something hurts most if we are treated with ill manner
Whatever be the reason, it will have repercussion sooner
It is taken ill in remote corner of the heart and mind
It may find suitable reprisal if time permits to be unkind
We are all human beings and react the same way
Some times forced situation may force us to stay
You may be compelled unceremoniously to be taken away
This all happen when we fail to realize what to do and not to say
It has remained open fact that even animals need some affection
Even if they may not react angrily for our stupid action
You beat them mercilessly and they will bear it silently
But when time is in their favor, they will give push very gently
In normal circumstances we all try for strict maintenance of personal honor
We sometimes enter into altercation even if it is in nature of very minor
We are not used to any type of scathing attack or criticism
We should take enough care not to insult the humanism
We are prone to pick only praises
Any short use of language forces eye brows to raise
This is the only weak point that may completely put us down
We may never admit lapses even if they were our own
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Why do I seek more
Why do I seek more when it is not sure?
Why I go for all out result when it is totally unclear?
What does this speak of when comes to real term?
It speaks of sick mind affected by deadly germ
I sought after all means to reach the end
I did not distinguished between foes and friends
It was clear to me that relation should not come in the way
I have drawn the lines and far as possible kept away
It does not speak well of an individual
When one is intentionally playing dual
It is very dangerous and later on resented
The tact is not appreciated and consented
It hardly maters and attains any importance
If it varies in essence and in substance
For silly things it may be called as mad steps
For bigger things it may be termed as slaps on face
It is human tendency to seek in abundance
It has remained weakness and clear stance
The thrust for such thing is apparently visible
So many try to pretend but practice it as invisible way
It is good on individual’s part to struggle very hard
By doing so he has to always remain alert and on the guard
Nothing may be had in easy and simple manner
Though it may come later or sooner
So one must know the capability and its worth
It should be borne in mind and looked forth
The efforts should be made when something is very sure
Only to remain desirous of anything is not sure way to cure
We can draw our opinion by analyzing the result
We may face reversals much to our discomfort and insult
It is expected in every field and one should be totally ready
The success chance are evenly predicted and remains steady
The casual approach sometimes may prove very deadly
Since it is performed with half heart it will be felt badly
It is neither win or loss but worthless enterprise
It will be aborted in advance much to our surprise
It is nice feeling when success rate is high
The immense happiness makes us to fly
The life missions seems to have attained
The thrust is also in order and properly maintained
If one takes it as his normal function
There won’t be any regret for any malfunction
He will be ready for any kind of eventuality
He may make it sure not to employ any kind of duality
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Within Your Arms
living in the world I’ve created in my dreams for you and me
I didnt understand that anything could happen
when you take a chance
I never believed it before I was in your arms
I never opened my heart to what I couldn’t see
I didn’t want to see all the possibilities
there could be
there should be between you and me
I know something is different in me
I’ve never felt this way
this could be the start of something deeper
it felt so right to be in your arms
when I looked into your eyes that one night
I saw that same need
that same want
that same drive
that I was feeling inside
who ever thought I would have met you here tonight
you’re the last thing I expected
the world looks so much brighter within your arms tonight
I can see the day though the night
you have reached deep inside me somewhere and started something new
cause I know I’ve never felt this way without it being you
you’ve unlooked some kind of new and more passionate feeling
I never knew it could happen until it happened to me
I never knew it could have happened like that
I never knew it could be that strong
so fast
I thought it would take more time
I didn’t know but now it’s easy to see
if only you just looked into my eyes you would have saw
you could have seen that I would be loyal to you
you could have had your way with me right then and there
I wanted you to take me away
I wanted you to have what we wanted
I was ready for you to
I dare not to say it out loud
dare not to even think it for you might see it in my all telling eyes
only feeling my body telling me that I was ready
ready for you
and ready to tell you I’m willing to stay in your arms for ever
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Can't Sleep
I find myself yawning again and again,
But I can't sleep, which is a real pain.
I lie on my left side, then on my right,
But, for me, there is no sleep in sight.
Next, I turn and lie flat on my back,
But, of any sleep, there is still a lack.
I lie there, looking up at the ceiling:
Pretty drained, is how I am feeling.
I wish my system would just slow down,
But, through my mind, thoughts race round.
Feeling restless, I begin to huff and puff:
I know that, in the morning, I'll feel rough.
As a poet, my mind is still really busy rhyming,
But, when I'm trying to sleep, isn't great timing.
To try and get some sleep, I really endeavour,
But the night seems to go on forever and ever.
I am really willing my mind to take a rest,
But, night time is when my mind thinks best.
Over my sleeping patterns, I have no control:
On me, tomorrow, lack of sleep will take its toll.
As I snuggle myself down, under the covers,
My body wants one thing; my mind, another.
When lying in bed, I just want some peace:
I want all of this rhyming, for once, to cease.
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Rhymes Stop Here
In this world there are two types,
The normal people and the not so normal,
The normal ones are the ones who wear stripes,
Always dressing as they need to be formal.
The not so normal ones,
Act and dress totally nuts,
Some wear dark makeup by the tons,
Some even get the courage or the guts,
To tell you what is right or not.
I stopped rhyming to tell you,
That even though some are different on the outside,
We are all the same on the inside.
Remember this when you sum up the stupid to bully again.
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No sleep
I struggled hard and made futile fight
It was flooding me with thoughts as light
Mind fully awakened to venture in unknown places
Friends, foes, relatives and others troubled with faces
I had done no quarreling with anybody and bothered
Yet they were coming in mind one after another
I became restless and decided to leave the bed
It was totally useless to think and to be fed
You become hero in all the actions
Solve all the problems without any reactions
You have all the options to think over leisurely
But in turn loose good amount of sleep surely
Once you start thinking then won't reach anywhere
It will push you from one end to another
You will be struggling very hard to come over
But there won't be any clue as how to find cover
You may come out of room and start looking at the sky
Stars may also not come to your help even after full try
I know one solution much to everybody's surprise
But you keep it to yourself and will have to promise
I started praying to get sound sleep or find
It is nice way to come out from restless mind
The time cloaked morning seven when I got up
Birds were singing and tea was ready in cup
I was not woken up by anyone as they knew
They might have seen me moving here and there with over view
I was not sore over last night's sleepless stage
But any how not failed completely but managed
Human mind is compared to the eruption of volcano
That may happen all of sudden and you won't know
Same way here with peaceful mind but loosing ground
No where near peace of mind and feeling sound
But I love the stage as many things happen in rage
You feel certainly big personality and try to manage
You are the lone character to think it with pleasure
As you are fully aware that there is no one to ask you for sure
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A response to inner call
Did you ever respond to inner conscious call?
Did it help you from any possible fall?
Was that just divine hint not to follow any dictates?
It is nicely understood but barred by apathy to indicate?
When you are driven or influenced by external forces?
You become helpless and can not choose clear course
There prevails confusion and have double state of mind
It never clears uncertainty and person is totally blind
It is all said in earnestness to follow conscience
It is in other sense no to all with complete defiance
Not to act in haste and to obey what seems to be true
It may be critical test but one has to pass through
How can one clearly see the obstacles free broad way?
What makes him to move boldly and push it away?
Neither is it the result of one day experience or habit
Nor is the out come of clear conscience or gambit
When an individual is not responding to any temptation
It can be rightly observed with responsive indication
It is acknowledged with happiness internally
There is tremendous response expressed orally
The person himself knows the real truth and enjoy
He may not reveal it to all or employ decoy
It is inner strength that drives him to consider positively
This will give him leverage above others and deliver decisively
Where is the time to know self and avoid criticism?
The world seems colorful as seen through prism
It compels to see us what is not really a fact?
Any normal man may fall for it and unpleasantly act
One can remain truthful to the least possible extent
This may give him little strength to know the contents
He will not falsely lead to believe what is not desirable?
This little piece of awareness makes his move admirable
“To know self is to know God”words are inscribed
They have hidden meaning and need not be described
Person is feeling guilty conscience when fully exposed
He may be down with bad name when trust is not reposed
We claim to be an intelligent animal
Our show is pathetic and very dismal
Even animals act in some kind of attachment
We totally act indifferently and come out with statement
It may be wise on our part to act true
It is not easy but difficult too
It may straightway drive us to the extreme corner
No one may like our action and term us as sinner
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0270 Strange Day (for DW)
You’re walking down the street
in the usual way
when you catch someone’s passing gaze
and just like that you suddenly hear
all their inner thoughts – non-stop,
all over the place: good ones, bad ones,
a cacophony of stuff, you wonder why
they don’t go mad with it – you look at them,
they look quite normal, unconcerned…
then you look at someone else – the same thing happens;
what can you do for them? You can’t start
to talk to everyone about their thoughts
all the time, you’d go mad yourself…
what makes them like this? What
are they all looking for that they have
to do all this thinking?
Suddenly you feel tremendously sorry
that they should be like this; you’re
overwhelmed with –- compassion - for
the human race, that all this stuff
should get in the way of – what?
and as you walk, slower now,
trying to hide the flood of tears
and feeling some sort of holy idiot,
glorious and embarrassed at the same time,
the terrible chaos of those thoughts goes quiet, peaceful, silent, still,
and now you feel light and full of light,
and loving what you see in them
yes all of them,
as if you’d never felt any other way
and you’re so sure of this, that you’ll
always know how to tell them, some way, too
that this is how they really are
it’s all so obvious
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Stick bravely
I have yet to reach dead end
Some of the signals are sent
That may make you to come to the sense
Wise man will never get perturbed or feel tense
When that thought creeps in mind
You are in hurry for something to find
You try to get detached and wind up the show
As if the last warrant is issued for you to go
Some of the features are very silent
They are sensed and quietly felt
To some it may be rude shock
The sign of withdrawal after running out of stock
Everything is linked to live material
No one can come forward for any kind of denial
It is universal truth and must be feared
So far no one has challenged or dared
It is positive indication if you stick bravely
Otherwise it has been taken as very gravely
It is simply a stop indication for another world
But you may be alarmed a lot with developing cold
If you can assess on the past involvement
You may have no choice left than to lament
It past was so glorious and worthwhile
You may breathe your last with broad smile
Once you come out from fear syndrome
You will feel relieved and welcome
That the end is merely a ritual
It may come to any one as casual
Any living thing has to end one day
There is no alternative or way
Even the messiahs and prophets have gone after their mission
We are here to admit lapses and depart smilingly with admissions
It may give you no respite if you cry
It may also not give any relief if you feel shy
It may worsen the situation if you go simply blank
It will push you further if not already sunk
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Leave Me Alone
Please leave me alone
As you have devastated my like cyclone
My love feeling is uprooted
I feel robbed of or looted
I feel dejected and sad
The days have been not that bad
I feel sunny days are coming ahead
Peaceful, heart felt and lovely life to lead
I love to take refuge
In natures lap and refuse
All defeatist views at first sight
I feel it correct step and very right
I may lye down on ground and sleep
Not a dropp of tear from eyes to weep
It is total wash out and clean sweep
I refuse to surrender under any threat
I will never cry over split or spoiled relation
It is never a question or bone of contention
I loved it till the last and remained faithful
It was to my mind very successful
Here I feel whole of earth with me
How best I feel and totally worry free!
World was never this much beautiful
I felt it from within as it is trustful too
Where does the beauty lye?
Why at all I should cheat conscience and tell lies?
Where will it lead me from real world?
Where relations are hot and cold
I have no remorse so far as love is concerned
It was precious this before and never turned
To cause any ill feeing or desertion
As it remained sting free and without concern
I can shout from top of the roof
As it needs no words or proof
It has strength of iron or steel
The world has to realize it still
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Set to sail
I was all set to move and sail
Fearing it may be stalled and sometime fail
Ideas rush to mind and create tension
Nothing is impossible but still big question
It is matter of pride but relate to significance
It may have more credit and importance
Small things don’t matter much in process
But highly appreciated when find easy access
I struggled very hard to make the headway
Faced the resistance and was left midway
Continued to strive more without feeling bad
Many times it leads to the situation very sad
Everybody may not have situation very similar
Long drawn fight with rough weather in particular
May end into fiasco or complete disaster
Forcing him to rise above everything to become town’s master
Lessons drawn in process may help for future
All problems may not have complex nature
What requires most is tactful handling
Unforeseen situation but require emergency landing
Loosing composure or patience may not be good
Peace and calm must prevail in mind and serve as food
What ever may be the problem, it must occur casual
Face it boldly and should look very normal and usual
It is one’s own destiny and future
May not be able to do it in fixed tenure
Maximum efforts one can have and try
No use to shed tears and offer simple cry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All of sudden
All of sudden whole sky got illuminated
It was wonder and no one new how it got originated
It has got relevance with the happening on earth
It was definitely a good sign to be linked with divine birth
Whenever this phenomenon occurred something was bound to happen
It was not to be just coincidence but new chapter was going to open
May be it was arrival of pure soul to take the refuge on lovely land
For the help of those depressed and deprived to strengthen the hands
All religion books are full of tales and speak of large volumes
It is totally unbelievable to have taken place in vacuum
Only pure soul with divine power might have witnessed such scene
It was to be rarest of rare that might have been observed and seen
“I shall visit the disciples when they are in need” verses read
You may find me among them at suitable time and lead
It is holy belief that hangs on very thin thread
You need to put trust, have faith and plead
It is how we have come to link the divine phenomena
It is totally unbelievable and unknown arena
It is reality and got to be believed with complete faith
Why do we remember almighty at the time of only death?
Just flash of lights in the sky for a moment is indication of bad omen too
Some bad may happen and believed by many is also equally true
It may so happen that some one might have been taken to heaven
Such miracles don’t happen often or witnessed even
It is generally believed to be rare occasion
The things to be laughed out simply is out of question
Such things happen once in a blue moon
All of sudden dark clouds rush in the sky in day light or noon
Whenever evil forces has taken over the helm of affairs or exceeded
The God has taken birth to hear the prayers from devotees and acceded
It may not be altogether true but it has happened at several places
The sufferings have been removed and brought the happiness on faces
Let us not undo the teachings of the divine power
It may cool your body as is felt in rainy shower
It has all the qualities to make you feel happy and grant the peace
Life is so lovely and to be spent completely at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We must never regard as normal the regular and casual undermining of our democratic norms and ideals. We must never meekly accept the daily sundering of our country, the personal attacks, the threats against principles, freedoms and institution, the flagrant disregard for truth and decency, the reckless provocations, most often for the pettiest and most personal reasons — reasons having nothing whatsoever to do with the fortunes of the people that we have been elected to serve. None of these appalling features of our current politics should ever be regarded as normal. We must never allow ourselves to lapse into thinking that that is "just the way things are now." If we simply become inured to this condition, thinking that it is just politics as usual, then heaven help us. Without fear of the consequences and without consideration of the rules of what is politically safe or palatable, we must stop pretending that the degradation of our politics and the conduct of some in our executive branch are normal. They are not normal.
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Full doze of satisfaction
What comes first in soul as full doze of satisfaction?
What is the criterion for feeling it with any indication?
It has direct bearing with what is happening outside
You may bring happiness when everything is set aside
When you develop some sort of alienation?
Think of some change that is taking amidst suffocation
You were burdened with all sorts of discontentment
Something has come to you all of sudden at right moment
You were more and more attached with certain kind of things
It was mere lust and hidden desire to attain something
It had no relevance or any need for practical purpose
It was going to be mere accumulation for future use
There was going to be no end to worldly desire
You had appetite for wrong praise and did not tolerate satire
People too used to fool you as they had known your weakness
You too were falling prey to such things on flat face
For number of times you had decided to shed away such things
You had realized its futility for thrusting after something
It was consuming good part of your time and making vulnerable
You were exposed to connivance for which you were totally incapable
You sought mental peace by deciding to remain aloof
There was emergence of good thinking and it was clear proof
You were likely to head for some different type of fulfillment
It was really very good and felt as desirous movement
When such thing struck at heart and mind with lots of trust
Something was taking shape at inner depth with full thrust
It was compelling to choose between evil and good
You were on right track and found firmly stood
It was first time that you had inner fulfillment
It required no praise or any adverse comment
It was for the self to feel elevated for the truth
The soul and heart had synchronized for such
When it has been made known the real purpose
No one may force it or compel you to suppose
The real power behind such things is now known to all
It has become now easy to respond with the clear call
It may still not augur well with the entire world
People have lost faith and their belief is sold
They are easily carried away with all sorts of dirty games
The propaganda has played major role and is rightly to be blamed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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