My passion n views
When you meet old friends, tears may rush in
Heart becomes heavy with lovely scene
You find no words to express and speak
It used to have been for days and weeks
For sweet memory and talks, not only days
but nights with long hours will be less
years may pass by and there will not be any trace
but at the end you may the worries on the face
Nothing will appeal not even sea side or public places
Neither big gardens with flowers nor big palace,
Not even the country side with green fields any more
No hill top with white snow or no sea beaches or shore,
You go into deep memory and feel so sad,
when news reaching to you are really bad
Your beloved is on death bed and very sick,
Not able to talk and walk even with stick,
As the rose is considered king among flowers
Natural bathe under fountain fall is best in shower;
Best friends are counted on fingers and may be fewer,
like good shows may draw less viewers
'Thoughts' were between us most so in common
Before I could pen them she wrote it down
Expression in thoughts and most in action
still remained calm and offered no reaction
will she be true to her promises and same again?
I am sure time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run out,
something should be done and read about
will I be put to shame and face it again?
She uses words of respect often and often,
I smell rat in game and find loss and no gain
force me to think and to find out way to regain,
Should she talk to me and show the face often?
Eyes may not to be same to sparkle again
Face may not reveal composure any more,
had I insisted upon and ask more this before?
She argues' on face that stands veiled'
eyes are always closed and happiness can’t be hailed
Face can’t bear smile and lips are sealed
Deep wounds are there but can’t be healed
Can my age be given to her and added?
Will his beloved be back in her fold again?
Fortunes should smile and offering no pain,
what do I expect? Efforts should not go in vain,
I have to cross seven high seas and reach
How to come closer to shore or beach?
Should I rush to her with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My passion
For talks, not only days
but nights will be less,
years may pass by,
but never be the end,
No sea side, no public place,
Neither garden nor big palace,
Even not the country side more,
No hill top or no sea shore,
You are so sad,
because news are bad,
Your beloved is sick,
Not able to walk even with stick,
as the rose is in flower,
Bath is best in shower;
best friends may be fewer,
good shows draw less viewers
'Thoughts' most so in common,
Before I pen them she wrote it down,
expression in thoughts and most in action,
but still remain so calm and no more reaction,
Will she be same again?
Time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run so out,
something should be read about,
Will I be put to shame again,
uses words of respect often and often,
dear I find loss and no gain
Only to find out way to regain,
Should she show me face often?
Eyes may not sparkle again,
Face may reveal not any more,
Should I ask more and before?
She argues' face too may be veiled'
eyes shut but may not smile,
lips sealed and speak no more,
Actions only and words so sour,
Will my age be given and added?
Will his beloved be back again?
Fortunes should smile and no more pain,
what do I expect? Efforts not in vain,
Seven high seas and distance more,
How to come still next to your door?
Should I rush with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,
Still the situation is not so rife,
what more role left in life?
Fulfillment or hollowness to make her wife,
Edge will remain edge of knife
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Face To Face
We never talk to one another
We just disagree
Im the one who runs for cover
And you turn your back on me
They say nothings gonna last forever
But some things are worth fighting for
Yeah, well love could bring us back together
But love dont come round here no more
The words unspoken in the night
Locked away in my heart
And Im feeling out of place
But if love is the key
Let it open the door
So well be standing -- face to face
You never want to see me face to face
Think it over
Face to face
If only it could be just face to face
Baby you and me
Face to face
I may be better off without it
I cant go on this way
Time has come to talk about it
This is our judgement day
You know we swore it would last forever
Always felt so sure it would
But its looking like now or never
Time to turn a bad thing into good
The words that echo in the night
Theyre fading away
And theyre gone without a trace
Now its up to you and me
Lets open the door
And meet each other -- face to face
Its time we saw each other face to face
To talk it over
Face to face
You know its gotta be just face to face
Baby you and me
Face to face
We gotta see each other -- face to face
And talk about it
Face to face
Hope it aint too late to meet face to face
Just you and me
(solo)
Face to face
Its time we saw each other face to face
To talk it over
Face to face
You know its gotta be just face to face
Baby you and me
Face to face
We gotta see each other
Face to face
And talk about it
Face to face
I hope it aint too late to meet
Face to face
Dont turn your back on me
Face to face
Its time we saw each other
Face to face
To talk it over
song performed by by Foreigner
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Two bright eyes
Bare eyes shine in night,
look so powerful and bright
Keep staring but not made known,
Seem they are made for my own
Say not words but also not hide,
just smile broad with eyes wide,
convey deep feelings with no regret,
bright and shining eyes speak not yet,
why close eyes alone?
and face not covered,
So eyes when shut,
face may reveal,
You close the eyes,
life come to an end,
glitter and shine,
smile peters out,
find me so close even not near,
distance more but mind fear,
eyes shut but separation bear,
Near to come is idea to cheer,
You may say you are around, ,
even go round but not found
with steps so gentle on ground,
little it heard with no sound,
Oh, two eyes,
just face unveil,
lower it down to neck,
Find me there just to check,
Eyes may shine,
face may reveal,
wounds may heal,
love may look real,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Child's Instinct...
Whenever I think of my grand daughter,
And the memories I have built with her.
I draw on them for sustenance,
When my lips are curled in grimace.
The innocent expression on her face
Helps to dispel the weariness of my days.
When I talk to her on the phone,
She queries when I am coming home.
I ask her why you don’t come to spend a day.
She promptly says well I am on my way…
Once in a while when she comes to the house,
She sits on my bed and gives a tug to my blouse.
And asks me to show all my pressed flowers.
I don’t know how the moments slip into hours…
As I take out each flower from my scrape book,
Sense of wonder on her face is worth a look.
Please, please Nani, can I take a few?
I stick some on a paper with little glue.
Her face lights up and she gives me a hug,
Enough to give my heart a tug…
Innocently she says, why do you dry flowers?
When I can’t go to the park due to a shower,
Or if I am sick and filled with gloom
And can’t go out to see them bloom.
After a pause, she brightly says, today you are fine
Let’s go out and enjoy the flowers and sunshine…
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Waiting For That Day
So every day I see you in some other face
They crack a smile, talk a while
Try to take your place
My memory serves me far too well
I just sit here on this mountain thinking to myself
Youre a fool boy
Why dont you go down
Find somebody
Find somebody else
My memory serves me far too well
Its not as though we just broke up
Its not as though it was yesterday
But something I just cant explain
Something in me needs this pain
I know Ill never see your face again
Cmon now
Ive got to be strong now
Now everybodys talking about this new decade
Like you say the magic numbers
Then just say goodbye to
The stupid mistakes you made
Oh my memory serves me far too well
Dont you know that
The years will come and go
Some of us will change our lives
Some of us still have nothing to show
Nothing baby
But memories
And if these wounds
They are self-inflicted
I dont really know
How my poor heart could have protected me
But if I have to carry this pain
If you will not share the blame
I deserve to see your face again
Cmon now
You dont have to be so strong now
Come back
Come back to me darling
I will make it worth your while
Come back to your baby
I miss your kiss
I miss your smile
Seems to me the peace I search to find
Aint going to be mine until you say you will
Dont you keep me waiting for that day
I know, I know, I know
You hear these words that I say
You cant always get what you want
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song performed by by George Michael
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Waiting For That Day/you Cant Always Get What You Want
Now every day I see you in some other face
They crack a smile, talk a while
Try to take your place
My memory serves me far too well
I just sit here on this mountain
Thinking to myself
Youre a fool boy
Why dont you go down
Find somebody
Find somebody else
My memory serves me far too well
Its not as though we just broke up
Its not as though it was yesterday
But something I just cant explain
Something in me needs this pain
I know Ill never see your face again
Cmon now
Ive got to be strong now
Now everybodys talking about this
New decade
Like you say the magic numbers
Then just say goodbye to
The stupid mistakes you made
Oh my memory serves me far too well
Dont you know that
The years will come and go
Some of us will change their lives
Some of us still have nothing to show
Nothing baby
But memories
And if these wounds
They are self inflicted
I dont really know
How my poor heart could have
Protected me
But if I have to carry this pain
If you will not share the blame
I deserve to see your face again
Cmon now
You dont have to be strong now
Come back
Come back to me darling
I will make it worth your while
Come on back to your baby
I miss your kiss
I miss your smile
Seems to me the peace I search to find
Aint gonna be mine
Until you say you will
Dont you keep me waiting for that day
I know
You hear these words that I say
You cant always get what you want
song performed by by George Michael
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Face In The Sun
its ok to be lonely
its ok, still waiting for
well its ok to feel you're the only
like a loaded gun just bound to explode
just like the story goes
if you been raised
to believe in your soul
i'm sure you'll find your face
face in the sun
face in the sun
face in the sun
well its ok to be loved with
the way the sun shines above your face
well its ok if you've had enough of this
a lack of light been around for days
inside thinking of sunsets
leaving behind
i hope i find my face
face in the sun
face in the sun
face in the sun
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
face in the sun
face in the sun
face in the sun
face in the sun
i hope you find it
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i, i, i
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Waiting (reprise)
So every day I see you in some other face
They crack a smile, talk a while
Try to take your place
My memory serves me far too well
I just sit here on this mountain thinking to myself
Youre a fool boy
Why dont you go down
Find somebody
Find somebody else
My memory serves me far too well
Its not as though we just broke up
Its not as though it was yesterday
But something I just cant explain
Something in me needs this pain
I know Ill never see your face again
Cmon now
Ive got to be strong now
Now everybodys talking about this new decade
Like you say the magic numbers
Then just say goodbye to
The stupid mistakes you made
Oh my memory serves me far too well
Dont you know that
The years will come and go
Some of us will change our lives
Some of us still have nothing to show
Nothing baby
But memories
And if these wounds
They are self inflicted
I dont really know
How my poor heart could have protected me
But if I have to carry this pain
If you will not share the blame
I deserve to see your face again
Cmon now
You dont have to be so strong now
Come back
Come back
...
Come back to me darling
I will make it worth your while
Come on back to your baby
song performed by by George Michael
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No Uncertain Death
I have seen no uncertain death
It was first time when I went to lay a wreath
My grand mother had recently passed away
I had spent considerable time with full stay
I go back to my childhood memory
She may take all steps to make me merry
I was her beloved and very dear child
She was never annoyed and remained mild
She may spread her hand on my head
In sound sleep I may feel touch and quietly read
She has the magic in hand and is quite apparent
I would forget everything even past and current
All the mothers of world are like that
This was reveled by grand and several times stated
Nobody can compare her with any object
She is known by her graceful act
Such lovely figure is not among us
My mother had so much love and trust
She may shed tears in little away place
So we should not see her pale face
She confided me how last days were so painful
Grandma was so critical but remained cheerful
She remembered me even to her last breath
I was the only one not present at the time of death
Everybody at that time was choked with emotions
We had to pray for her peaceful departure without any options
It was Almighty’s wish and we had to only pray
We could only weep and could not see her going away
She had so much deep affection
We could see in her eyes that reaction
She wanted to speak but could do nothing
We waited for her to speak something
Mother confided me something more
Grandma at the end was very sorry and sore
She never wanted me to be away from home
She waited for me to see her and welcome
She had her last remembrance
She had opted for this relation happily at once
She had worked day and night for our well being
She did everything for happiness to bring
I would go for her feeling
She did it for us happily and willing
How could we be that ungrateful?
She had done exceedingly well and remained resourceful
Every household has one old character
They may remain main figure and anchor
The family ship has to be towed safely to shore
It always requires something more and more
I look at her shining eyes and face
I find everything in her and there is nothing more to trace
She is doyen of all mothers with smiling personality
May be this is only one remaining quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your shore
It reaches to your shore
To admire and adore
You stand alone
Wait all alone to watch for the days gone
I see you from far off to shore
Raise my level to touch your face therefore
You still shy away and run towards forest
I try and double my efforts to catch you at the best
For the whole day I am burnt with sunrays
It doesn't give me any clue or way
You are not far but not too close either
I strike the shore with force but often wonder
I shall raise the waves again and dare
To take you with me some where
Where no one may be able to reach
You and me only to look at each
You failed to absorb my depth
It was deep, kind and smooth
There was no need to get fear
As you belonged to me and were very dear
I remain calm whole day
With reddish appearance in sky
I look at it and loose calmness
Just to double the efforts to look at the face
You mesmerized me this before and escaped
Waves have fallen back and capped
I have to rush again and wash the shore
With hope to wash your leg's dirt some more
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad Memory
Even though a sad memory
I feel no regret or sorry
He is no more among
Yet proving us very much wrong
He is with me for all the time
Before eyes and smiling sometimes
Guiding me whenever I am in distress
With nice words to keep me out of stress
I have spent many decades
Even though he was busy in his trade
He left us all of sudden and bade
Even though his memory is with us and does not fade
What were our earlier days?
Full of joy and no parting ways
We remained together for many years
Heard all gossips of happiness and sadness in ears
Neither will he loose patience
Nor give us any kind of chance
He will take care of everything
Even though we may disregard or forget something
The sky was only our refuge
He will hold my hand and never refuse
Promise me with new word to carry on
Until all doubts were cleared or flown
Such was his nature like sky's vastness
His beautiful smile will always be reflected on face
We may chase him and make to race toward
Yet he won't mind for our silly words
Some tears rush to my ears
As he is gone by years now
Every year we celebrate his absence
Remember his deeds and very true essence
He is there looking at us from the sky
I look with appeal and feel shy
He is there still to look me with his beautiful eyes
My fancy crosses all the boundaries and flies
I want him near by but it is not possible
The death cycle can never be reversible
I see his reflection children's eyes
They helplessly side with me and persuade not to cry
'Mom, please don't cry 'my daughter will remind
If you do this, he will find it bad gesture and unkind
You have promised him to take us to safety
So he is not with us as per the wishes of almighty
* dedicated to late husband of Lady grace(naidz ladia)
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Read My Lips
verbal silence. read my lips.
if you see them.
read the words. read it here.
these words. read them like
flowers in the garden.
these words speak a little.
tips of the iceberg. They are less
compared to the color of my eyes
the warmth of my fingers
the suppressed beatings of my heart.
these words that you read.
if only you can see my lips.
if only you can see my face.
and body, naked on the flowing sheet of
pure paper. IF only you know
what silence means, how emptiness
eats it, if only you know how inferior
verbs and adjectives are
compared to the caresses of the hands
and the tenderness of the fingers,
touch.
read the lines silently.
these words do not shape my lips.
they come to your eyes.
in the silence of your understanding.
never shall they speak
about me. they only talk about
the hands that write sometimes
without any meaning at all.
infinitives are not infinite.
neither do verbs know what is it to be still.
and adjectives talk only about the surface.
deep under, the noise begins.
and silence of the verbs move to another side.
now, the mountains of ideas collapse
and bury the casualties of silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Name Of The Game/eagle
Ive seen you twice, in a short time
Only a week since we started
It seems to me, for every time
Im getting more open-hearted
I was an impossible case
No-one ever could reach me
But I think I can see in your face
Theres a lot you can teach me
So I wanna know..
Whats the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
Whats the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What Im trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..
The name of the game
I have no friends, no-one to see
And I am never invited
Now I am here, talking to you
No wonder I get excited
Your smile, and the sound of your voice
And the way you see through me
Got a feeling, you give me no choice
But it means a lot to me
So I wanna know..
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Does it mean anything to you? (got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What Im trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..
Oh yes I wanna know..
The name of the game (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (but I think I can see in your face)
(that it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do? (got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (but I think I can see in your face)
(that it means a lot)
(fade)
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They came flying from far away, now Im under their spell
I love hearing the stories that they tell
Theyve seen places beyond my land and theyve found new horizons
They speak strangely but I understand
And I dream Im an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
As all good friends we talk all night, and we fly wing to wing
I have questions and they know everything
Theres no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
Am I dreaming or is it all real?
Is it true Im an eagle?
Is it true I can spread my wings?
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
And I dream Im an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
song performed by by ABBA
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Emotional Farewell
I stepped out from my railway coach
I was in hurry and wanted to reach
I was abinitio with forces and returning home
I thought all will be waiting for me to welcome
It was first national call to join the forces
People responded well to be seen in dresses
It was honor to be defended at by any means
We never intended to dismember other country or tried to win
I recall those turbulent days when nationalism was at its peak
Everybody wanted to defend the country with emphatic speak
I decided to go in with no other thought in mind
The future course left for later on to find
The day before mother was worried and restless
She had cried so much and was seen on the face
She had all the pride to take for my action
But unknown fear was reflected on face as reaction
I had deep emotional farewell
They expected me al the good luck with wishes so well
I had emotional burst and wanted to tell
My throat was choked and I had only sadness to feel
Even today service to motherland is considered noble
People come to your help if seen in trouble
This shows deep and high regard for serving man
As person has well dignified to attract the fans
I thought many aspects and came back to old memory
How all thought I will be unsafe and felt so sorry!
I was considered to be on risky mission
But my mom remained like with nom confusion
I bowed my head for her in respect
She was all for me to support in any act
I looked back and found her like rock
She was almost there with energy and stock
I see the same trees, people and environment
Nothing has changed and required no comment
I only had undergone some considerable change
I was now trained man as soldier and not teenage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let Not Pain Of Longing Be Anymore!
Earth is our carpet,
Sky is our blanket,
Sun and moons are lights,
Stars are perfumed by your smell,
How can I wait for long?
Heart is that feathered bird Sometime fly high to find you!
Mind dives into ocean of thoughts,
Meditating on beauty of you!
Jumping Kangaroo And its kid envy me,
I too carry your name in heart,
Leap and jump in the grassy meadow green!
Green is my love, always let it be green,
Green plants with wonderful flowers grow,
Let your face in them they show,
fragrant with only thine smell!
Why can't I carry thou name and memories like that,
As clouds carry rain an rainbow in their form?
My beloved thee can be only one,
Can't thou feel what I suffer here?
Let longing come to end,
Let belonging go to beloved,
And beloved comes to embrace,
Melt me and fuse with him,
I and he be one for ever,
Let not Pain longing be anymore!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Happy valentine
Is life not having many ups and down?
To share grief and happiness of own
How to enjoy it single handed and share?
Does l that look sound and fare?
We may have brothers, sisters, mom and dad
They may share our grief and feel very sad
All stand united and back up in need
Still we long for more and need feed
The family may have natural bond
As in one circle fishes swim in pond
To see each other and move in concentration
To take care for each other and count some consideration
Valentine may be real expression of love and attachment
The real bond and love for each other to share at the moment
It is natural feeling to have come and really to be felt
How the fragrance from natural flowers is spread and smelt?
I wish the valentine to form part of life in each day
I think that is nice feeling to come in each others way
How can there be different feeling when we look towards ray
The same sun shine creating all happiness and energy even being away
This is how we feel for each on this occasion
Countless or few members may need some mention
It may not be possible to reach and embrace
Still the lovely and beautiful memory may shine our face
Has that become customary or just a formality?
It has not outlived its importance or utility
It is not the friends alone that need good will
But for brethrens across the globe to feel
I dream of those faces who needs real smile
Even though not friends but come in a thought for while
Strike with all their pale faces, plight and agony
I move with them, offer smile and wave at so many
As writer many extend wishes to me and expect same
I respect their sentiments and want to exchange it by each name
Some of them might have not have reached to me personally
I wish my sincere feeling to reach them as if conveyed orally
Let my each word touch their thoughts in mind
I shall equally feel and strive hard to find
How difficult was it to make place in their heart?
I was just an ordinary human being without any art
I wish to flow in with their sentiments
It is really nice to feel at this moment
Who knows where we may expect to meet again?
But if God willing, we may do it again and again
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Find Your Smile
'Smile and the world smiles with you, ' so the saying goes,
where it came from, where it was born, no-one really knows.
But truth will out, where theres a smile because it is contagious,
be it just a little grin, or a smile completely outragious.
A smile come not just from the lips, for it does not then begile,
it comes from within your eyes, for it is there, you find a smile.
From the eyes of a small child, or from a face up in years,
a real smile stretches, yes, from both of your ears.
Some days though, to smile is very hard, if you have worries or trepidation,
it could be health, work of even costly inflation.
But for today, let those thoughts and worries drift far, far away,
help the world shine with your smile, and make it last all day.
poem by Ruth warren
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As I enter
I think it is special and memorable day to find its way
Once in a year you are greeted with fanfare on birthday
What a way to celebrate it with close relatives and near ones!
You may get totally different greetings from some ones
It is high time to look back for the years passed by
You might have tried earnestly to touch the sky
There may be missions of questions emerging in mind and why?
There might be sordid moments to re member and cry
How to forget childhood days spent with parents?
Why not remember love and affection given by the aunts?
How could I simply forgo my instance for new pants?
How gracefully mom used to pass the lovely comments?
Friends and students used to tease on my bulky character
They used to be funny and called me as an actor
I was funny too in my dealing and making them smile
Those were the golden days and has remained in memory for a while
I need to brush up and prepare for tomorrow
All hatred, bad feeling in back burner and not to allow
To make lie very smooth as river water flow
Greetings with smile and putting up of good show
This is how I wish to proceed in coming years
Will it help if I dress up well and new cloths wear?
If I fail to address the problems wipe the tears
What will be use of living in life for long years?
Nobody would like to hear unpleasant words?
Everybody may go to sacred places and offer prayer to Lords
Mind and heart beats to same old rhythms with full of dirt
What will be use even if we put on clean and costly shirt?
If I can make one good friend on this day
It will ultimately go long way and pay
They will com to my rescue and show the way
I too from my deep heart wish to extend same and pray
I have the honor of being live and witness
There might have been hardships to face
It is definitely a good game or race
I must thrive for best and try to trace
I wish to pick up threads and strart from stretch
I must seize all the opportunities and try to catch
Cover with lost time and come out with grand success
Open to all with open hands an allow the easy access
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Face
One face in a crowd is hard to find.
One face in that crowd is on my mind.
How can I find the face of one,
The face that to me is like the sun?
Shiny and bright with a radiant glow,
The face that picks me up when I'm low,
Eyes that light up wherever they are
Just like the splendor of an evening star,
Lips that break into the sweetest smile
That lingers for me for the longest while,
Hair that surrounds that face like a frame
That always sets my heart aflame.
I search all the faces but cannot see
The one that means the world to me.
I'm lost. I'm wretched. This should not be.
There are too many faces. I'm lost at sea.
One last glance and to my surprise
There's your face, your smile, your eyes.
The crowd's still there but not for me.
For the face I love is all I see.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Become Restless
O, lord why do I become restless
Why do I turn pale on my face?
I was staunch believer and truly followed
Why was I stopped and not allowed?
I bow down before you to find only tears
I forget my pain and think how you could bear?
All tortures and pain kept unto self
All wounds and scares given by the wolves
You uttered no words from mouth
Swore no reprisals and considered it not worth
Gave away only blessings for what they were doing
There was no use for convincing and wooing
Lord, I see the visible pain
Your eyes speak it with worries main
You are tired and tied in chain
All your persuasions not gone still in vain
I feel pain of each and every wound
Your pardon to ignorant seems very sound
Such exemplary feet is no where found?
I find anarchy and disbelief everywhere and all around
I have no guts to ask for any reprieve
I have missed all opportunities and deceived
How do I come to you for total forgiveness?
What moral courage do I have to see you and face?
I feel and weep from deep inside
I have come near to you to confide
I have taken vow with simple thought to decide
I shall lye low and never attempt to ride
How could I avail all luxury and feel happy?
You could easily make them happy and merry
You were like ocean and carried full sympathy
You were special messenger from almighty
My heart goes down with full grief
I can only meet eyes for very brief
As I know it will be a real test
I shall not stand good even if try very best
I want to touch your feet and only cry
I don’t want to go into reasons and ask why
It may not render all what I want as an answer
It will be done only when rain may hit my body with shower
I shall pick little calmness from divine touch
As everything has betrayed me as such
I shall stand to gain from hollow sky
I will look at it with opens eyes and try
Let me wash your feet with my sincere tears
I wish to see those eyes and passionately hear
You will murmur only one word
With that love I shall come out and look forward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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