Nice Appeal
Why flowers have nice appeal?
Why do they look so natural?
Is it god's blessings for their appearance?
To observe them with keen interest is pure and lucky chance
We are deeply involved with day to day involvement
Find so many restrictions to make some happy moments
Some of us even don't have opportunity to see rising sun
Have feeling of morning breeze and synchronized it with health run
Flowers may appeal and attract
Yet we are forbidden to act
Pluck, keep for sometime and throw
Have fragrance for a while and experience blow
We as human being are like flowers
Enjoy it in open when rain dazzle with showers
Child age is considered full of innocence
But love is always there in its presence
With advent of young age
Your fancy comes out of the cage
You long for beautiful and lovely company
That is sometimes praised and condemned too by many
Young people find their own time
Choose the flower and enjoy sometimes
It is considered as sacred and heavenly sent
Bodies touch with bodies, curl and bend like serpents
Such is magic of beauty and totally unconcerned by any laws
It may have our blessing despite some dangers and flaws
Yet that has been accepted as natural act
We are meant for each others in fact
We may definitely weigh in favor of attachment
To bring about lovely union with happy moments
Yet we bleed some times leaving behind deep scars
Souls separate for no reasons and choose to go very far
With one passionate touch on forehead
Whole universe comes to our feet and felt by blood
Vanes expand to rush it heavily and send signal
Beware! Spring is round the corner and waiting for arrival
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Beautiful Garden
Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about
Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age
Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied
Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however
It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise
It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come
In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune
Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds
Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence
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Beauty is everywhere
Beauty is everywhere
Only person should dare
Enjoy it to full extent
We remain no cause to resent
Beauty and joy is for ever
In every season everywhere
In nature, in people and in flowers
And why do we forget about rainy showers?
What do I see in flower?
Its fragrance or color
What do I smell when go near?
With curiosity, love or fear
Many have opined about beauty
I consider it most in the almighty
It is with his blessing that we all have eyes
To see and appreciate with no try
I feel sad when think of its tenure
How much it may last? I am not sure
It may even be crushed under feet
Next time I may not see when come again to greet
I am sue one thing
It has magnificent pull for something
Our feet move only in that direction
For swift and smooth action
Beauty can be seen on mother's face
Beautiful horse participating in race
Or lovely garden with colorful roses
Where you have different option to choose
I say with full knowledge
As it must have no edge
It is as natural as possible
Pick it or pluck it if it is permissible
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Innocent smile
Innocent smile
So nice and innocent smile
Spread wings just now for a while
Beautiful appearance like rose petals
Color so beautiful and fragrance on arrival
What a girl child has to speak?
All lovely tales smilingly with shining cheeks
Those lovely deep signs make magic spell
Everything is not going end so well
Just stepping in youth will invite problems
Starting of bad sign with all troubles
Anybody may try to take advantage
Luring from all directions to put in cage
Culprits may spread the dragnet
They will not allow her to know or let
It will be all swift and not to anybody’s knowledge
Black spots spread on all the golden pages
I wish her to spread wings
Dance in open and beautifully sing
Spread the message of love and invite
All scenes of glory and slowly light
Let her live in sweet memory
Enjoy innocent stage with no sorry
Let that lovely flower boom
Let there be no worry or room
If crushed before time may spell doom
Whole life may be overcastted with gloom
Happiness may never surface again
Flower may die it builds any chain
Let garden have thousand of flowers
All with its fragrance and shining colors
To enjoy the beauty from distance
Not to pluck or harm even at once
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The Beautiful Azalea
The beautiful azalea is a woody shrub that never grows into a tree
But the pink flowers on the azalea are so beautiful to see
In the cool to warm days of October when Spring is in the air
And beautiful Mother Nature flowers on her green cloak wear,
How lovely the azalea in the cool shade of the trees
In her mass of pinkish flowers gently stirring in the breeze
Such a thing of natural beauty for to beautify the Spring
In the nice days of October when the nesting song birds sing,
In her tiny leaves of light green and her mass of bright pink flowers
The azalea she is blooming in the sunshine and Spring showers
But time it keeps on ticking and the years go quickly by
And how many more Octobers will i live for to enjoy?
The sight of the beautiful azalea in her pink flowers in the shade
A thing of such rare beauty by Nature only made.
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Natural Phenomena
The sea waves rises so high
With only aim to give high hope to fly
Even with so much helplessness and clipped wings
When birds watch intensely and sing
It is natural phenomena
Otherwise there won't have been fountain and flora
It is natural gift and no conspiracy
Nature has allowed you to enjoy with privacy
Why do rain come in time and dropp the shower?
Why earth is so eager to find an answer?
Why does she wait for it to fall gently?
So she can enjoy it with joy and silently
What does she conceive in gentle knock?
Complete attack is contained without any shock
Fertile seeds are given new lease of life to emerge
Come out in open with green color and surge
Nature allows you to mix and avail
Don’t curb your wish or curtail
It is natural to feel somebody’s company
This might have been felt by so many
Let us raise no doubt about nature’s ability
Let us find out the object with beauty
It will never disappoint us and show the way
Nature may pull you towards and not throw you away
It is like gravitational pull
It may attract you completely and full
It has its own rules to attract
This itself is real beauty in fact
Some of he changes we may not like
Its simple features may not strike
Yet it has all round show to prove
You may find its presence when move
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As my man
I feel no good
Not like even neighborhood
They appeal me nothing
As I miss something
He is not here and away
I find nothing good on the way
Sun shine makes me dull
I am not in mood as usual
Cuckoo makes lovely call
Yet it fails me to recall
All those lovely moments
As he is not on my side to resent
What is meaning of love in life?
If love is to be felt in isolation as wife
What can be considered as best?
When nature speaks lovely to remind the test
Rays enter drawing room
And remind me of flowers boom
It appeals me no more
As he is away on tour
I wished never to be alone
As I felt after effect of cyclone
The devastation left after it has gone
Never to be recovered when so much damage was done
Nights seem to be so much hostile
When you are little far for a while
I am not at my best in your absence
Love is of such much magnitude with essence
I shall cheer up when you are around
Nature may appeal me more when you are found
I am human and definitely caring woman
You are at heart permanently seated as my man
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When Nature Stands For
What can I do when nature stands for?
All kinds of love and return for sure
That spring after autumn to care
Dream about monsoon and come out in open to dare
I don't know about vague reference
But I try to live in its shadow and presence
Love is something that attracts me
Confines not in walls but come out to feel free
I love smiling faces and flowers
Not of gardens alone but of desert coming after showers
Just of simple nature and always in spread up position
What to speak of their fragrance beautiful composition!
I offer open smile when come across
To look at some one and deliberately choose
To throw open the gesture in recognition
Without any malafied intention, spark or ignition
In a romantic man resides lovely creature
Sees in positive style and thinks of beautiful future
What is wrong if one involves in imagery position?
Dreams of beautiful company and creation of romantic relation
You may not be good looking
But certainly capable of nice cooking
Stories of attachment and close association
That may certainly drive to the elevation
Is it not the same feature with all human?
Look with beautiful eyes and summon
To fall in lovely relation with no desire
But simply raise the level of understanding and admire
I go for it without existence of slight doubt
It has nothing to do with lust and talk about
It is natural nature that compels you to love
Behold in faith and generously believe
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Truth Always Touch
Truth always touch the heart
As it is God gift and natural art
Its fragrance emanate from beautiful flowers
After the rain had lashed the ground with shower
What does it make when mix with clay?
Land smile with joy and happily play
Mix with its forceful flow in anticipation
Start of new day with new bond and relation
What a scene to observe and enjoy?
Complete green as if new baby with toy!
Even blind man can smell its freshness
Truth has power to show it in any case
It is selfless sacrifice
Stuffed with full of promises
It will never die or fade
We shall respect it and never trade
Thy blessings seen on in each flower
Original color to be had with fewer
Rose, pink and blue attract near
Where does stand then the fear?
Close the gap and long for embrace
Bring the shine on beautiful face
Step out to watch for beautiful scenery
Divine love art blessed by almighty
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Remains Same
It was endless epic
Spreading like epidemic
I found so much magic
Lengthy touch without any basic
There is nothing more to ask
It is not your task
Love is just a flame
No need to expect any blame
It is no more lust
Natural law says “it is must”
Some does it in hiding
Some does it after confiding
Give a honest touch and universe is yours
It is magic and beauty is in grip for sure
What is there to fear about wilderness?
When everything is reflected on the face
What makes one touch to suffer in fever?
Why it pulls like magnet with shiver?
Why body shakes and feet crumble?
There is no such phenomenon in love like trouble
We need final touch
To forget self and reach
Not to the dead end
But strong bond like friend
It is not simple stare
We all know about it and search it to go where!
The destiny is in near grasp
Everybody wants it nearly to last
It is just touch to humanism
We all live in civil jungle with barbarism
We attack in despair when get no food
Then it is condemned and totally misunderstood
Day touches in rush to night
Night shadows with aim to prove right
No one notices intentional penetration
But links it to universal relation
It is pure logic to prove something
It happens with time for everything
Flowers boom and loose charm in time
Beauty does not stay forever sometimes
Some of the objects stay forever and remain same
They have divine blessings and fame
They need to be young all the times
Same shine with light around all the times
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All roses
If there were no flowers to compete
The colors would have been totally unknown
If it were totally rejected and thrown
Every object has been assigned with some recognition
They stand tall with full name and recognition
The mango is considered as all time high and king of fruits
Only for its quality to be felt as full of sweet
As the time moves on, they add some natural quality
Every object and its surrounding has special identity
It is understood by even small kid as to what is referred
They will accept willingly as and when it is offered
Same stands good for flowers too
Some flowers occupy good position and it is very true
They have fragrance and distinct smell to attract
The human mind and nostrils to smell and act
The mind comes to full sense and feels freshness
Everybody knows the source and never try to trace
Some of the flowers boom through out the year
The bees make beautiful sound to be liked by the ears
The roses occupy unique position and considered as king of flowers
It is signified as symbol of love and no one has adverse answers
It is liked by all and aligned with true love and purity
Since it is treated as symbol of love, it has maintained dignity
Many legendry stories evolve around Goddesses
Some of them are known by flowers they possess
Though it has attached lots of importance
There is in it a great deal of substance
There is so much linkage of rose with nature
The very good health has been referred as pink for sure
It has to be handled with delicacy and care
At least everybody is conscious and very much aware
The roses are placed at the feet of God
The beautiful woman adores head with rose
It becomes all the more symbolic
There is strong belief and logic
The beauty has to be protected by thorn
They are weak force and can’t do of their own
So many are sworn enemy and very jealous
They have the problems and face it very continuous
The beauty is to see and not to spoil
It will be useless if you want to avail
The beauty may eventually die
If you cruelly make attempt or try
It is not at all bad to dream or have desire
But such things are meant to be admired
They may regain the glory and name
If we adore them and not put them to shame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A desire
I shall watch you grow
With the river to have natural flow
I get happiness as cheeks naturally glow
take care not to give me any blow
I shall bear none
as you are special some one
it is natural in mind to be borne
now it is definitely your turn
Garden is about to boom with fragrance
spray it with kindness at once
I feel happiness and certainly glance
bring it at my door ……..
I stand to loose for all the time to come
As you have chosen me not to welcome
But I shall always remain and enjoy
Your ardent lover and handsome boy
Keep me at one corner but don’t push
Don’t take hasty decision and rush
I shall watch you through thick bush
Little flower coming up in green lush
I shall and alone and enjoy from far
Love is not game or any war
It is beautiful union of two souls
How beautiful it would be if we observe as whole
I have no where to go
I shall not easily make it to forgo
Change and fate any how in life are welcome
I shall stand fool if i don't understand it at home
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Round The Year
Gudkov* has finally drove home
To wait for me and welcome
She expects natural changes
In its originality with all the ranges,
She knows about its impact for sure
Those changes are indicators of future
Seasons may change and bring festivals
Something new to enjoy with its arrivals
Has it really been the one season?
We could have found no reasons
To rejoice and feel bad in emotions
As it reflects no more relation
The static flow with same water
Nothing to think about and alter
Bring in about lovely changes
And beautifully plan to enjoy and imprint on page
Round the year there are occurrences
For nature and human with so many instance
Flowers to be seen in abundance with colors
To remind us of originality with pride and honor
Seasons may come and go
But I have nothing in mind to forgo
Remember all lovely moments to rejoice
Count it with joy as full of promise
I wish her not to fool around
But search for me to be found
Embrace each other in nature's presence
I compose poem in her honor hence
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Lovely children
Life can be useless, dull and boring
The land will remain unfertile even if enough rain will be pouring
Some of the factors are playing dominant role in later age
We feel lonely and confined to golden cage
It is said that if home is without child
The human being may turn wild
He or she can not remain descent and kind
So much influence is exerted and we can easily find
A person becomes irritated
Though it is presumed and related
It feels some of the void
It is God gift and can not be avoided
Childless life is really curse
Their little presence helps for wounds to nurse
It is the movement that gives us joy
Life becomes purposeful to enjoy
Not all couples may be lucky to have children
Their life remains full of concern
The young age can pass of peacefully
But old age later on affects fully
It is like beautiful garden not having flowers
It is also quite pleasing to watch the showers
The flowers are product of that beautiful act
The God has gifted us them and it is fact
They are future of life and country as whole
The life may be remorseful and develop the holes
There may be no one to look after welfare and care
Life may be seemed as burden and place to go no where
Not necessary to have child from own blood
There are many under nourished and staving of food
They are most deserved flowers to be attended to
The God may be kind and merciful if we are true
The garden is desert if no flowers appear
What a pleasant and beautiful show it bears?
We would prefer to see then when go very near
The flowers should not plucked as they are very dear
The flowers of different colors are like children’
White. Whitish and black colors are seen often
The smile worn by child remain same and heavenly
We got to enjoy it and accept evenly
It is holy means to get easy with the on going passage
Children do help in spreading the love and message
It is only medium where by person can be persuaded
To lead normal and decent life and even dissuaded
No one can be that cruel to heavenly gift
The child can bridge the gulf or remove the rift
It is great momentum to witness the total shift
The life is elevated to decent level by affection and lift
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If I Die
'I will not leave you until die'
'Leave no efforts and persistently try'
I shall never question or ask why?
As I am so much feeling shy?
To ask for love is something not done
If it is pure and heart felt, it shall never be gone
Someone may start it with frank dialogue
As if two souls are trying to come out of cage
Not necessarily there shall be permanent union
It may be equally wrong to assume for companion too
Yet that desire may stay in one corner
Hoping to materlize it later or sooner
She is seen and felt at every point
As if there may take place permanent joint
A joint of ever lasting bond and attachment
Nice to feel about it with happiest moments
So far she has uttered nothing
But confided little or something
I am sure of winning her over
As I have fine shield of nobility as cover
I made it clear and left no room for doubt
Hopefully she may not throw me out
I have trust in her assurance to stand by
Even with crippled wings I am ready to fly
Love is not only the sweet words
They may cause shock afterwards
Love is not what you move and seen around
It is deep within and to be found
She has yet to reply
I shall wait with endless try
She may find some fragrance in my proposal
I shall keep doors open for her arrival
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Until I Die
'I will not leave you until die'
'Leave no efforts and persistently try'
I shall never question or ask why?
As I am so much feeling shy?
To ask for love is something not done
If it is pure and heart felt, it shall never be gone
Someone may start it with frank dialogue
As if two souls are trying to come out of cage
Not necessarily there shall be permanent union
It may be equally wrong to assume for companion too
Yet that desire may stay in one corner
Hoping to materlize it later or sooner
She is seen and felt at every point
As if there may take place permanent joint
A joint of ever lasting bond and attachment
Nice to feel about it with happiest moments
So far she has uttered nothing
But confided little or something
I am sure of winning her over
As I have fine shield of nobility as cover
I made it clear and left no room for doubt
Hopefully she may not throw me out
I have trust in her assurance to stand by
Even with crippled wings I am ready to fly
Love is not only the sweet words
They may cause shock afterwards
Love is not what you move and seen around
It is deep within and to be found
She has yet to reply
I shall wait with endless try
She may find some fragrance in my proposal
I shall keep doors open for her arrival
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A flower to boom
I shall watch you to grow
as the river to have natural flow
I get happiness when your cheeks naturally glow
Take care in future not to give me any blow
I am not prepared to bear insult
You do anything but always consult
You are dear and special one
you prove it right as it is your turn
Garden is well prepared to welcome spring
New change from flowers with fragrance to bring
Cuckoo may sit on branch and fill air with music
It is rare combination of music with magic
Flowers may emerge from plant with good look
Any body may exclaim with wonder and shook
It is great wonder and gift from the nature
This is precious gift for our future
I feel happiness and eagerly glance
Such chances come only in once
We got to develop instinct to praise
Many more plants to grow and raise
We must see and observe how nature takes care
Cool breeze and dew drops appear from no where
They nurture their growth in systematic way
Enough potential to provide with the arrival of sun rays
I stand to loose for all the time to come
as you have chosen me not to welcome
But I shall always remain and enjoy
I will miss you all the time as handsome boy
Keep me at one corner but don’t push
Don’t take any hasty decision and rush
I shall be watching you through thick bushes
You are Little flower coming out with green lush
I shall stand alone and enjoy from far
you shall be shining like star
For me love is not game
I am for it and no one can blame
It is beautiful union of two souls
how best and beautifully we can observe it as whole?
There should not be any breach or tiny hole
We should respect it and play an important role
I bear no ill will or grudge
You can always accept or nudge
I shall accept anything you have to offer
There is no way left for me to differ
Come along and pray the crucial role
We may be living as an opposite poles
There is still scope for meeting point
Our relation may grow with powerful joint
I have no where to go
I shall not easily make it to forgo
any change in life is always welcome
I shall stand fool if I don't understand it at home
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A Beauty of Love!
I enjoy beauty of star studded night sky;
I enjoy beauty of harmonious waves of sea;
I enjoy beauty of peaceful living of people;
I enjoy beauty of natural poems of poets!
Beauty of human life I enjoy in all forms;
Beauty of fun loving children I enjoy often;
Beauty of smiling flowers I enjoy in garden;
Beauty of art work I enjoy in all forms ever!
World is full of beauty Nature bestows to all;
World is paradise due to love and beauty ever;
World is the abode of man's cultural refinement;
World is the spring board to heaven at the end!
Beauty of love is eternal for all to enjoy in life
Evolving animal into man and man into divine!
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From the outset
It may be known from the outset
Whether it is artificial or preset
Until it is given human touch
It may have same fate as such
Until you feel not safe and secured
Until you don't feel pain endured
Such things may emerge in mind
We all writers must certainly probe deeply and find
What we write for public consumption?
It is not wholly bases on assumption
It is linked to the ripples rising in soul
It is not wild cry in night by owl
Pure word jugglery may not help at all
It is responded purely to inner call
The thoughts in mind and try to reveal
There is no use to force or to conceal
Artificial flowers may not have fragrance
They may look good but won’t appeal even at once
Real flowers may be open with full boom
Mind is well opened with enough of room
I shall present the poetry with full touch
It must contain human feelings and pain as such
Not based on imaginary lines but on real facts
Where people are committed to behave with acts
I will neatly orange views in orderly ways
My inner songs should be aligned with hope rays
It must light other souls to synchronize with trend
Then only it may look as if refined with amends
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Happy Valley
I was dreaming in happy valley
People called it foolish move and silly
Yes I opted for it and now sink with desire
I praise his presence and all the time admire
He touched me only once
I felt it as divine touch with chance
It had come all the way to me by surprise
'I shall stand by it' he whispered in ears with promise
I am no more on this earth
It has spelled magic with new birth
I was never before in such stage
He had put some letters on page
I want to forget
But things are not allowing me to let
Mind is restless and devil's house
I bear ill will and grouse
What has it done to me?
Why was I in cage but not free?
Does love hold me as ransom?
Is it unwanted and troublesome?
I can forget nothing
As it is precious, means a lot and something
I am deep down with sweet moments
That compels nature to flow with my movements
I did not care so far for nature
It was meant nothing to me for sure
Whether it rained heavily or had dry spell
I was feeling well and casual
Now all of sudden I find change
Has that come with beauty and age?
I find some changes in body
Too much irresistible for somebody
I find now cuckoo so sweet in morning
And those dews on grass really burning
My desires into for a strong union
He is such a magnet for me as companion
I loose ground easily
Let him come and catch me readily
I shall offer no resistance
But submit to the insistence
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Beautiful flowers
Gardens are supposed to house beautiful flowers
Pink, rose, red, yellow and in different colors
To appease and please troubled mankind
Love and joy in abundance to find
”beauty and flowers are joy for ever”
Their fragrance and memory may stay forever
Try not to touch them to fade away fast
It presents beautiful picture totally in contrast
They can’t please us at all if remain barren
That stage is never appreciated in life even
We may err in committing mistakes but learn too
Such is tragedy of life and can be termed as true
Our Mind may sometimes fluctuate and wonder
Yet we have to think carefully and sum up as under
'Beauty and flowers are meant to see'
Allow to boom in their natural way and keep them free
Beauty may be lost if we fiddle with their growth
It is combination of shyness and seclusion or as both
Idea should never invade our mind to threaten their existence
Look at as lover of nature from the safe distance
Some of the natural objects are meant to be protected
No one may come forward and remind us how to be acted
But one thing is sure that we must have considerate observation
As they have always remained our source of inspiration
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