Never Die As Miser
You should never die as miser
Then you will be completely looser
You owe so much to the public domain
They have right to know and that should be concern
If you have something of great importance
That must come out at once
There is no use for hidden treasure
In depth, at which it is kept, and can't be treasured
Hide nothing in mind
Let people venture and find
What you think and what you are
Your life should not be kept at far
Even if you are an ordinary man
Or in that matter a simple woman
Your thoughts may greatly influence
To those who are awaiting chance
It may provide some clue
For they were so far denied with any view
So think afresh and concede the request
Revel it fast and to the best
It may die or vanish
With your death to finish
No one may come to know
In which way the life has to go
Strike hard and look forward
Open the memory gate with nice words
Let them enjoy with whatever you have written
Some knowledge may be digested after being eaten
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Hidden Treasure
Why sea is so deep and beyond our reach?
Why everybody do not dive and catch?
The long treasured priceless items
Where as it is open for all and them
If you take sea as vast holder of knowledge
Certainly it has to be out maneuvered at its edge
You have to risk life and dive deep
There lies secret wealth under the belly and sleep
It is completely hidden in hard shells
So many wonders lye with them to tell
Not only about the origin but its vastness
How many secrets are buried there no one knows to see and face?
Same is with the knowledge and its secrets
You have to work hard and put in more efforts to get
Whole life may prove countless for attaining mastery
That is how it has been set by almighty
The efforts and labor never go in vain
Nothing is achieved without hard work or pain
It may test sweet if attained after great struggle
People say' life is useless if spent without any trouble'
Each individual has its own caliber and capacity
Not all are lucky to get whatever they want with best quality
No doubt, human being will never be satisfied
But honesty and hard labor brings in joy and hopes are not bellied
Enjoy the fruit and pass it on to others
If it is knowledge then definitely share
If it is wealth of great importance
Put it to human use at once
Wealth and fame come not by chance
It has long history of down fall and rise at once
If you successfully can ride on high waves
For anything else you may be in position to venture and dare
I salute to those who gamble and reach the shore
Life is gamble and risk has to be taken therefore
Life may give you no charm if spent aimless
Let us come out of idleness and meaningfully chase
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poetry Is Simple
Poetry is simple gift from almighty
Be at heart kind with pity
Feel pulse of agony and pain
And also that of breeze and rain
Cuckoo may sing as usual
You may write as casual
Day may emerge and set
So poems are part of the life never to be late
Poetry doesn't come off with pen
It may write but lack depth then
It will look artificial sans charm
May look descent but without effective arms
It may have metaphors
Nice words with river and shores
Ship or boat may float over water
But situation may remain same and not alter
Poetry is poet's cry
That has come from sky
Even if sky is barren
It will shower with heavy rain
It is all in mind but needs impetus
Right thoughts with belief and trust
It may generate love and compassion
So hatred is pushed out and remains out of question
Poetry is culmination of pure thought
As if divinely flowing and honestly sought
Which turns heart into loving arena?
Where flows only flora an fauna
It has meaning behind
That an ordinary man must find
Understand when it is sung in public
Observes in mind like holy relic
There is no craze for artificial presentation
It is out of context and finds no relation
If you make people to cry over words
Then think about spirit behind and look forward
I have seen people crying
Over effective words and underlying
The importance of being so fair
In its usage and lovely fragrance in the air
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Make and believe
Don't make any attempt or try
Nothing will be provided by sky
As I stand hidden in cloud
Even if you shout a loud
Stars and moon will provide you no clue
You may simply stare at them and view
You may enjoy moon light too
I shall ride on moon and stay right
You may be lost in dream
As I come near and take you in arm
Thousands of flowers in your heart may bloom
As you hear my voice in your spacious room
I shall watch you dance with over joy
As you are the only love I ever had and enjoy
Not with any specific reasons
But as kind and nice person
I am flooded with rain in me
You have opened your arms and invited free
My body shivers with lots of current
I slip in to dream and enjoy the present
You are loosing your mind's presence
As this one is the only golden chance
No lovers have met before in such a fashion
As nothing remains there after in question
I have rained on you very hard
To see future and look forward
You have become now my present lady
Not to be addressed as somebody
Now you are like mother earth
As if with full fragrance after bath
I sink into your magic and float
Feel deep crunch and thrust in throat
You are not afraid of anything now
As you have surrendered in my arm any how
I am just single in this world
Gear up to feel warmth and loose the cold
May be this is what we long in life
Even though the life may be as sharp as knife
What after all we expect and achieve?
That is for the self to make and believe
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Alas! i could
O, my love make me shining star
Though I am not near but very far
I have to be away for particular reason
But I shall come to you without any season
Spell out and tell, will you ever leave me?
How to forget those moments and shade under the tree?
I tried to forget but couldn’t believe eyes
I could not even utter word for simple byes
why have I slight doubt in you or disbelief?
Is it shaking my nerve and belief?
Will it not give me any relief?
Will you not turn up and explain it for brief?
We met by chance and all of sudden
Tree was in boom and fruits were laden
I had all vigor in but kept it forcibly hidden
Worries were so much and I remained with it ridden
I knew from my heart that you will come
I shall stand at the gate to greet you and welcome
I imagined you may move fast and embrace
Two souls may meet and be lost without any trace
Will you make it reality and realize it soon?
I may brace for up for any eventuality and run for you in the noon
Will that day ever come in my life and shine?
Will I be able to believer and consider you as mine?
I don’t want to grow and speculate amidst uncertainty
I used to visit all temples and deities
I had only one request to be made
Make me worthy and acceptable to wed
Everybody in` life desire for suitable match
They may even consider it as precious catch
It definitely plays important role and influence
Life gets settles as soon as you marry at once
You need not gout and search for good bride
It is definitely a surprise and matter of pride
You won’t know when good offer will be made
It is holy bond and doesn’t result out of trade
Don’t leave me alone under the dark clouds?
Make it known to world with words so loud
let your foot steps be heard at my door with sound
I may look toward to my new love to be found
I see at the sky and find celestial bodies always smile
They provide you the clue and secrets of life for a while
It is how we take the message and act wisely in life
The relationship is so holy and bride is to be accepted as wife
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Fate vs Destiny
To find your true happiness tempt fate to discover your destiny.
You must hearken back to when real happiness was known
Remember its impact on your life
Opportunity knocks, open the door, you will see it coming.
You may be surprised to discover fate can mask your destiny.
Your fate and your destiny are not one in the same.
Your fate is what you settle for in life.
What you take as your life marches on day by day, an obligation to life.
Destiny is the gate you find at the end of the path you blaze
As you strive to attain life’s goal open the gate and find love,
Happiness and contentment; true peace of heart and mind.
Fate may leave you at destiny’s gate at the end of life.
Knowing only the travails of your battles to achieve life’s goal
Knowing not the sweetness of your victories.
The gate may not be open, leaving you empty
At the end of life's journey.
The path to your destiny is yours and yours alone
Ask yourself whether you wish to settle for your fate or…
Tempt your fate and discover the path.
The dark side of life; fear and self doubt can blur and cover the path.
Not always seen in the clear; hidden in your memory
Or on the full plate before you the path is always there.
Those who have known the depth of their love, the strength of their spirit,
Will find a guiding light illuminates their path.
In these qualities of character you will discover your true self
And the key to unlock the gate.
You will recognize the guide of your light.
The choice is yours, settle for fate or follow the light,
Find the key, unlock the gate … discover your destiny.
poem by William J. Henderson Jr.
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Only reasons
I look only to the good qualities of men.
Not being faultless. I won't presume to probe into the faults of others…
Mahatma Gandhi
How come person feels jealous?
When he is not known or famous
Full of faults yet dreams for honor
Dreams about praise from people to be called donor
Money or wealth does not form the simple criteria?
Proper evaluation should also come from intelligentsia
People from all walks of life should praise his quality
Shower all blessings in public and pray for his nobility
People try to take lesson from his noble life
As everybody is aware about the sharp edge of knife
Life can prove even hard in absence of any possible help
What is use of treasure if that remains in deep belt or shelf?
It is always nice to pick good advises
Learn good qualities and escape possible misses
Their life becomes exemplary for masses
For which there is no need to hold the classes
One should look at good aspect
Disregard at what their real means to act
Pick whatever is good
Adopt their thoughts as food
Such were his noble thoughts
It is brave to admit own faults
Great people never cared to be called bad person
As their life was life open card and has several reasons
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Prize For Comments
I wish here a good prize for comments
It may then be called nice movement
Rare phenomena to encourage new poets
Who otherwise remain in oblivion and prefer to be quiet
We can force no one to read
Yet can provide clue to lead
A momentum to make thrust
For developing skill and trust
Generally I see prominent people find the place
Rest all are seemed to be left out of race
Only few people adore the quarter
Rest all are awaiting break for their starter
Poems do emerge in human mind
As it is divine place to rest and find
What can be beneficial to intelligent people?
As rest even may not understand after making great struggle
I wish and plead for something to prove concrete
Let for one post at least two new comers are greeted
With the deserving comment if that is due
If not by readers then editors must view
With this noble ideas the base may be expanded
The courtesy and honor must be extended
We may have lot many hidden jewels
Those may find light and certainly excel
Just a wish and nothing in person
Yet that must be taken positively with reasons
We may surely fuel the new energy on horizon
Where old and new may combined from all zones
It may not take place in days ahead
But my humble views may certainly be read
Any attempt at revival may afterward then be certainly dead
If we fail to gasp the mood and provide the lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A word imagery
It is nice to translate imagery
It is fine blend of summary
It may come In the form of words
It may be fine flow to take it forward
Is it pure means to praise some one?
Or simple oratory or words for none?
It is likely to bring some one to the core
To draw the inference and come closer
It is likely to raise the status
There is great feeling and new impetus
Some one has occupied your mind
You are trying to woo but no means to find
It may ease the life for all times to come
The change is all of sudden and welcome
It is regarding the holy union for future
The words fulfill it and make doubly sure
How to explain it when it is specially a woman?
It has always proved difficult for simple man
He may try to prove it as much as he can
He may try all means so not to miss the train
It is intelligent way of approaching
It may bring new hope each morning
There may still be and look different
It may matter less as it is transparent
Each word may speak of high volume
There is no scope for doubts to assume
One has to grasp it correctly and go ahead
Life may look easy and worthwhile to lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Questions Remain
Thousands of questions remain unanswered
Eyes try to see through world but solution never offered
It may go on till the life does exist on this beautiful earth
We may cease to exist still it may hunt on till the death
Life for woman in particular is of so much importance
They have been assigned with particular role hence
Whole world trains gun on this beautiful and delicate creature
Where as we all see in her a stable and bright future
What is she not doing for us in any role?
As mother she has enough of pain to tolerate and tell
As sister she has to keep lovely atmosphere with tradition
Unique chance to maintain bond and sacred relation
Did any one ever notice pain in her eyes?
Did any one even thought of it or tried?
Many might have sincerely tried to help and gone to rescue?
But generally she has been denied her role and dues
She may not open her mouth till the last
She has tolerance power to stand fast
I tried to know what exactly can be words
But failed to grasp as they have vision to look only forward
Now world at large has changed
Many of the unexplored areas are fully managed
Females are occupying important position and discharge function
Yet we fail to notice gradual change or level of reduction
We advocate limited role for ladies
As if they are custodian for somebody
Speak about them where it is unwanted
Only flaws are to be noticed and pointed
I may be one of those orthodox people
Even till date there still enough of trouble
Many unanswered questions till remain
They have no control over their own domain
Hopefully we may witness that bright day
When females may exert in every field with permanent say
As moon and starts are parts of sky and will stay
They may continue to move forward and have way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Think of lovely music
I think of lovely music
May be same divine magic
Deep love and pain mixed with joy
In silent corner to watch and enjoy
May be love has only one language
To take care of feelings and assuage
Little fingers moving in curly hair
Whole world at feet to find it here
Whole of my time is spent in search
You can’t find it in dark even with torch
Heart must be delighted with burning pain
There is place somewhere to cry and n wait for rain
As air thickens with lovely melody
It becomes concern of no body
It silences the sadness in corner
The fire is extinguished from the burner
It is possible words may not be understood
It is equally true not to have supplemented for food
But it has given some relief to know it better
Music can keep you love alive and nicely cater
Pain may vary with high and low tones
The doors slowly open and path is shown
Love may be meant to be embrace
Stand up in faith and make it truly to face
What it does with ailing mind?
It is dead already for nothing to find
Search has ended in failure
Life is uncertain and not sure
Not even wealth or drink may satisfy
They will add to woe and surely multiply
Nothing may come out of it even if you cry
You may feel dejected and nothing may be left to shy
There won’t be anything for coming to aid
So many good words are known to have said
Nothing is helping to come out of great shock
The eyes are paining as they run out of stock
Only few options are open to relax and enjoy
The nature is full of means to provide the joy
It is how we can pick the thread and tie
There is enough with bird’s wing to fly
Some language must be tried to convey
It can provide some relief much to our dismay
There is hidden strength in songs and music
It has something to do with anything that is tragic
Evenings may turn dry and noon so hostile
You can go for fresh air in morning meanwhile
Still nothing as such can compare the lovely melody
You may love to donate everything even if you are miser or greedy
There is divine blessings coupled with harmony
This might have not been experienced by many
Yet that has ruled several ailing mind with much relief
Music to ears is rare blessing and it is firm belief too
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I want to write
I want to write, something nice, but nothing comes to mind. Today words are unkind and will not come out from where they normally hide.
Today I want to write, write something nice, and make someone smile, to look forward to a lovely day and an even more an exciting night.
Words of the powerful mind, tell me where you hide, where in the world can I find, find you to create a masterpiece, burn paper with ink, write till I no more blink, as you take me to a place of so many tears, peaceful sleeps, sorrow, happiness, and enchanted dreams…
I want to write, something nice, but nothing comes to mind. Words have deserted me, why are they so unkind and will not come out from where they normally hide…
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Lenexa Baptist Church = A Good Woman's Love
A good woman’s love and sympathetic heart
Are still the most valuable blessings of life.
She becomes our friend, lover, mother and partner
When we treasure, provide and love her as our wife.
Women never forget all we do and say
They recall visions of us both present and past.
We must eagerly communicate the depth of our love
If we wish our relationship to flourish and last.
A good woman’s love can withstand a lifetime
When we pledge our support and thoughts to serve her.
We must conduct ourselves with patience and prayer
For our happiness to stay mutual, everlasting and sure.
All Heavens heroes had their need for love
And were greatly affected by its presence or loss.
A good woman’s love is best of the rest
When nourished with servitude regardless of cost.
In The Hopes To Run 'Into' Someone Or Something Of Value
I am not a collector of people.
I value true friendships and what from them I get.
I am not one to trivialize importance.
I treasure my life with a depth of seriousness.
Too many become disappointed,
By what is done to them...
At the whim of another.
Whether family member or friend.
Too many get upset quick,
When deceit enters their relationships.
And sit they do feeling bitterness and pain.
Knowing an investment made has returned no gain.
And feeling robbed they sob tears,
With a hope others understand...
What it is they fear.
Expecting more from what has not been made clear.
I am not a collector of people.
I value true friendships and what from them I get.
I am not one to trivialize importance.
I treasure my life with a depth of seriousness.
And some,
Well...
Seem on the run 'from' themselves.
In the hopes to run 'into' something or someone of value.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wish to write down
I wish to write down in pages
Though considerable time has been elapsed with age
I am still alive and able to manage
Life has not come to stand still but confined to cage
I know everything has to come to an end one day
It is life cycle and accepted by all as the only way
One has to depart early, in time or late
No one can attribute it to only fate
It is indeed sorrowful state
Words may prove less to narrate
The life may seem to be void
Yet it is fact and no can avoid
Heat may seem to be missing beats
There will lot of grief and sorrowful heat
Sky may not provide any clue for loneliness
One has to live with a reality and face
Sea is know for its wide spread
We are convinced and can definitely read
It has depth and can retain any secret
Nothing will be allowed to come out to be let
Love is simply a treasure and to be concealed
To be retained at heart and not revealed
It should not be made laughing stock
It is not proper to make a joke
It might have turned into sorry tale
The face might have really turned white or pale
Yet it speaks volume about treasured love
One has to spend whole life and believe
You have made permanent home
You are always there and welcome
I shall hold it till the last breath
It may go down with only my death
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poems of great poets
I used to read poems of great poets
They had great sense of humor but looked quiet
They were all in their late seventies
Full of experience and knowledge to influence young of twenties
I was not at all fascinated but greatly influenced
I looked with shame as some of words were not correctly pronounced
I was shocked in disbelief and it was quite disheartening
This all seemed to me as if end of career and its shortening
I used to wonder and watch at the sky
How easily the birds could roam and fly!
They had no restriction and could easily sing
They were armed with liberty and powerful wings
I used to hear great stories about the hard way and plight
How much great people were to struggle and fight?
Today I see them usher in great fame and in new era
This was made possible with additional effort or extra
It is good to have some literary test
It gives right way of means to prove best
The ideas can be expressed in best possible way
This also makes it possible for the tension and worries to keep away
I wondered what I would become or be able to write in future
It was just an anxiety but for something I was very sure
I would impress upon people and try to secure
The formidable position to attain and reassure
This was only dream and I was living in it
I was not at all near to it or able to fit
It was not such easy job and difficult to fulfill
All aspirations were to be realized but all in infancy stage still
It is child’s wish and may find it with good finish
It is life time desire before one is about to perish
It is not like having a desire of tasteful dish
It may remain all the way a simple but powerful wish
Most of us desire for great skill
But besieged with inferiority and zeal
Think of a poem that comes out with no feeling
Have then full thrust with will power of stealing
One may have very good zeal with poet's heart
With all concentration and dedication to start
That may improve upon with passing of phase
You will then with watching it with ease
Sincerity and skill can play a trick
One should be very simple and not strict
There should be simple and straight presentation
Even if you are unsuccessful still it will be a consolation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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She And He
To be a woman is to be silent and sure
To know, to be secure,
Not just about oneself but about the world,
About what's good and what's bad,
What to hold and what to void.
To be a woman is to be strong,
Not by becoming strong, not by acquiring strength:
To be a woman is to be strength itself.
To be a woman is not to speculate,
Not to know separation from the self,
Not to know death.
To be a woman is to find one's depth within oneself.
To be a woman is never to venture,
Never to stray, never to search,
But to have, as natural right,
Dominion over the earth.
To be a woman is to hold sway,
To be a woman is to be the source.
To be a man is to seek, to venture, to define-
And to find one's annihilation in woman.
[From The Serene Flame]
poem by Makarand Paranjape
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I refuse to surrender
I refuse to surrender and prefer to lie low
As I am very much made of hard core and won’t allow
Whatever may be consequences that may follow?
I shall look ahead and certainly would like to grow
I am no coward so as to die thousands death daily
My statement may not be liked and look even funny
Yet it is reality and we live with constant fears
With little of difficulties loose hope and shed tears
It is Wiseman’s thinking that never oppose wind
Divert the route and immediately try to find
Easy way to sail through stormy ocean
And even halt the journey if weather is not clean
There may be danger on each and every step we put forward
But that should not discourage us from looking backward
We must gain from the clues left behind and positively think
The ship must be saved before runs aground and sink
To oppose powerful current is considered as foolish
It should not be your weakness to make it fast finish
The result can be attained later on when situation is favorable
As you must strike hard at the roots when find fully capable
It is not ideological thinking or for that matter arrogance
One must strive hard to gain foothold with even slight chance
That may grant you enough of opportunity to find an escape
It will become lot more easier and become clear before you fall to traps
Healthy mind speaks of good health with powerful thoughts
Such a tendency is never learnt or easily taught
Man may find it with many ups and down in the life journey
Rest all is left to the mercy of god and blessings from the almighty
Let us know the handicaps that may create hurdles on the way
Whatever sources we may have or powerful position to stay?
We can’t fight ill luck or unfavorable situation
We must keep on making inroads with evaluation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Anguish Of The Poet
It appears he's tormented by a question
like a word hidden on a printed sheet.
He's definitely not with us, he's elsewhere,
and he's not getting too much sleep.
He's lost in a maze of contradiction
and is severely being put to the test.
He's delving into the darkest chasms
of his memory's hidden treasure chest.
He says persistence will find the answer,
and it was just a matter of time.
This wasn't a case of straight forward logic
and the answer lay deep in his mind.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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A new emergence
Several questions emerge in mind and invade
It makes me little nervous before they fade
Sometimes it is said idle mind is devil’s workshop
This all takes its shape when you prove to be super flop
It may matter less if you on last leg of your journey
Life is out lived and there is no lust for fame or money
You can afford to turn back to old memory and enjoy
It is like enjoying the past in present with no decoy
Still it troubles a lot when body refuses to act
It has lost all its vigor and visibly unable to react
Nothing comes at the right time to feel you sorry
It adds to tension and almost leads to more worry
Hands shake and feet start trembling all of sudden
Memory too deceives at particular point and goes off and on
Death emissary is awaiting call and knocking the door
Person may think of futility of life mission and what it was for
What is best way available for not to fall in such traps
What best option is open for and what can be good steps?
Let body not come to the rescue but at least mind can
You free your self open and mind should air the thoughts like fan
Many more may come to know about you and start believing
They may go on seeking advices your burdens may start relieving
Mind may find free from clutches and openly find breathing space
It is gearing up to meet the challenges by entering altogether new race
You will have vast horizon and open sky for traveling to and forth
It may induce you in believing the true essence of life and its worth
Why not explore the romantic world of youngsters and their behavior?
Why not act as if we are the one part of it and act as saviors?
It is difficult to know the love point with young mentality
You got to know your self well how long can be its durability?
Its hollowness can be ascertained by sheer sense of ability
Strong sense of humor with picking and adjusting the mobility
Let death while may blow up and there is every likelihood for train to be missed
Love bird may be miles away to offer lip sink and passionately to be kissed
There is no time for any kind of judgment to pass
You may try to gather fast what is best in class
Nothing shores up than to reach on the shore
It doesn’t matter how you did it or explored
It may have confirm to the morality standard
You happiness must reflect whether inward or outward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is An Adventure In Writing Words
Life is an adventure in writing words
It is going out alone and finding them
Beyond where the ordinary mind and life is
It is seeking them in difficult and strange places
And discovering the most complex and beautiful of them-
Life is an adventure in writing words
Sometimes simple
Sometimes with the words themselves forgotten
As thoughts pursued through them-
The adventure goes on
My mind goes on
My life goes on
Words go on
On and on and on and on
Until we stop.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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