No longer carry
I will no longer carry the sad events
Push them in corner and offer no comments
It is difficult to isolate but no other way
All the time it will detract and your attention away
It is sad to write about it or keep in memory
Eyes become wet and land you to feel sorry
Mostly the childhood friends remain in mind
You feel elated when remember them as very kind
I had friend called “Ratan” meaning jewel
He was lame but brilliant and would always excel
He had sharp mind of wise man and always advise
I felt so bad when heard the news of his demise
Some of my friends would push him to the ground
They will pull the cloths, give chase and surround
He will stare at them with pity and helpless face
He would still not curse the almighty for not being in the race
It is often sarcastically commented
Cut joke on their helplessness and resented
No one would come forward for good proposal
They will be kept aside with quick disposal
Today I find him close to the chest
Even though he is no more but still served as best
I remember once he said in my ears
“Never forget mom even if passed many years”
I realize what did he exactly mean?
He put it to me soberly and very clean
It did not have any coating of sugar
He tried his best and remained all the time eager
I am on the last leg of journey
Still I am being invaded by many
I don’t know what they mean by heavenly abode
I think it may be mentioned as path to reach to God
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Attachment Level
I never gave thought for degree of attachment
How can one think of it and offer comment?
It is real feeling from inside depth
It remains till the time of the death
It is God gift that prompts you to go very close
World would have gone barren if we had no option to choose
It is unknown attraction that pulls us near
We address them affectionately and call dear
You think of good and give fine support
It is one kind of loose attachment with good rapport
Human beings are made of sensitive fiber
Never forget a close friend but always remember
You can do two things in life all the times
Miss some one and cry or offer smile sometimes
There is no third option with you to be called nice person
As everything is out of our ambit with certain reasons
The body stretches fast when you burst into laughter
You may come to know the effect soon after
Some thing freshen up to remain in good mood
As if energy is abstracted from the fresh food
No one regrets friendship if it is genuine
Some friends prove as bitter as quinine
They leave behind bitter taste to last long
You may feel sour about being with the company of wrong
We may not come to know about the end of the journey
Nothing may accompany us including assets or money
Some of the close friends may miss the company
Your absence may not invite the attention of many
It is difficult to weigh in terms of any degree
We feel certainly relieved and very much free
It is closeness and love that keeps us in good spirit
We are always eager to meet friends and lovingly greet
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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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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Gentleman Coward
I felt pain in heart when turned down her proposal
It was not out right dismissal or disposal
Yet it firmly indicated that I was not her man
She had told number of times that she wanted to be my woman
She gazed at ground at stood silently
She did not reply but heard me patiently
She thought for a second and shook my hand
No problem dear “we can still stay as friend’
I don’t know how much I had hurt her
But certainly it was no good news either
She had banked on me heavily
And now I told her to accept it hurriedly
She tried to look in my eyes but got no clue
Her face tried to look in my eyes and view
I remained stone faced and took no note
As I had already put a hole in her boat
We parted in good spirit but to see if time permitted
I sincerely thanked her and whole blame admitted
Yet there was some hidden pain on her face
She regained composure and did not try to chase
Many years have passed since then I haven’t heard
Not even single message was received or read
It was hard to forget but I was under compulsion
There was uncertainty with lots of confusion
She is pushed far away from my memory
I wanted to feel whole heartedly and express sorry
“No dear, feel no sorry and regret” she could heavily reply
Let past end here and resolve no more to state
I have heard nothing about her since then
I wanted to know about her very often
I saw her one day in luxury car
Even I had little glimpse and was little far
She is better placed person today and doing fine
I am only person to be blamed who tried to undermine
Wracked the relation and brought disrepute to holy relation
She had full faith in me and had accepted equation
There was no bad intention on my part
My inner conscience has stopped me from the very start
I was sure of not doing better in coming days
So I had no other option but to part the ways
She was fully inclined and had known my position
She fully understood the situation but resented disposition
I was gentleman coward in her eyes and no more
She was determined in her approach and merely deplored
* to retrace steps in anticipation is cowardice*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am sad...
I was sad...
I was sad again today
Was there any difficulty on the way?
Did sun did not appear with ray?
It was unusual to feel different way
*Khushi (happiness) was there to feel but not to explain
Sadness was there but not with the pain
Something of that sort but not coming clean
Loss at heart but mind surely feeling win
She was best in her traditional dress
So much shine and happiness on the face
Anybody would find himself in the race
If that turned out to be open chase
Human nature is such and quietly passes through
We may speak nothing but it is quite true
How come you feel for somebody and cry?
Never admit openly and feel very much shy
Life is precious and must be lived on till the end
You got to go near to the people and make them friends
To feel oneness and closeness is to be considered as divine gift
It has remained consistent stand and people see no shift
Many thoughts crossed over mind and disappeared
What may be going on other side? I slightly shivered
She was there for me as assured and reassured
The eyes witnessed flash of light but remained to blur
There is unknown magnetic pull
But vision is clear and mind is full
To take on any eventuality that may follow
Ride over storm and lye low
I took it by surprise and sunk in memory
There was nothing to feel shy or sorry
To feel for somebody can't be termed as an evil
That is divine destiny and remains on card or on anvil
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sometimes
Sometimes..
I wish I would have met you in a different time, a different place
Sometimes..
I wish you really knew how I felt
Sometimes..
I wish you could just read my mind
Sometimes..
I wish things were different
Sometimes..
I wish I had told you how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish I had let you in
Sometimes..
I wish you could feel how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish you had tried harder
Sometimes..
I wish you wouldn't have given up
Sometimes..
I wish you would just be straight with me
Sometimes..
I wish we had a different method of communication
Sometimes..
I misunderstand what you are trying to say
Sometimes..
I over react
Sometimes..
I am so utterly confused
Sometimes..
I'm so frustrated with you
Sometimes
I wish you didn't mean as much to me as you do
Sometimes
I wonder what my life would be like
If I had never met you..
Because
Difficult as it is my friend,
I hope we can remain
Good friends
Sometimes
I wonder if it means as much to you
Sometimes
I push you away
Sometimes
I wish we could just fight
Sometimes
I wonder what making up would be like with you
Sometimes
Your methods of communication or the lack there of
Leave me alone with my thoughts
And, that's just not good
Sometimes
Sometimes
I'm amazed by you
Sometimes
I'm glad it's you
Sometimes
A lot of the time
I can't help myself
I think of you
Sometimes
I write poems, like this
Sometimes
I think you know
Sometimes
I wish..
It's just
Sometimes
Many times
I wish you wouldn't hold your self back
Many times
I wish you would say...something
Many times
I wish I could go back in time
Many times
I wish I would have said yes for all the times I said I couldn't
Many times
I wish you would just make me
Tell you
What you already know
Some times I wish you knew
How many times a day
I think of you.
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Make a Vow
Can you remember who you were
when you knew but this?
How it was to find yourself
deep in heavenly bliss?
And if you can't why the tears?
The weeping does no good.
All it does is prolong the quest,
prolong the years of yearning
to return to your childhood.
For as a child your mind
is so unfettered and free.
The possibility is stronger
that allows you to see
the time that you felt your heart
filled with love and desire
from a love so wondrous you know somehow
that it lives again in the now.
And so you make a vow.
To find it again through
word and song
knowing full well the probability
of how life moves along.
You recognize the connection.
It astounds and brings you back
and you remember who you were,
but now you feel the lack.
For nothing can ever compare
to the feel of his arms
that held you close and
embraced your charms.
You remember through reading
his words of praise
and all of the too many shortened days.
Can I remember who I was?
I answer most confidently
'I must. I must for I can't forget
what it is I wish to see.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Remember Me
Well we used to be the best of friends
And we used to hang around
Now I always see you and your new girlfriend
On the sunny side of town
Oh your body is the same and your face ain't changed
But your mind ain't where that's at
You're too busy hugging and a-kissing now
And for you that can't be bad
But I've made a deal with the clouds
Gonna turn that sun into rain
So you forget about your love
Come and see me again
Oh remember me I'm your best friend
And we don't talk no more
So if you're in the neighbourhood
Don't forget to knock on my door
Cause I've got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Now I stand upon your path
And I'm shouting up to you
Won't you come and give me a minute now
There's a message here for you
Me and a couple of old school friends
We're going out to drink
You can come along but leave your girl at home
It'll give you time to think
But you called at the last minute
Said that you were staying in
Well this is not a joke old friend
I'm a-getting sick of this
Oh remember me when she leaves you
And you come and knock on my door
Well I can nurse your broken heart
Cause that's what friends are for
Cause I've got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
song performed by by Zutons
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New Friend (feat. Buccaneer)
Mind my own business, I'm on my journey
And I have enough old friends to keep me company
But you say "hey what's up, you want to hook up?
You wanna hang out with me?
Kick back, relax, feel happy and lazy"
You're sent to me one time
You come to me two times
Why me? three times
Well abracadabra now I've got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
Mind my own business I'm on my journey
I against I on my journey
Happily interrupted extremes are extreme
So with my brand new friend we touch the boundaries
Like a little kitty's whiskers, cautiously
Experimental expressions and downward looks
You come sniff around, I'm not sure what to do
But like a big explosion, magically
Look at me I think I might have found a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend
(Buccaneer rap)
Mind my own business I'm on my journey (push it)
Mind my own business I'm on my journey (push it)
You're sent to me one time
You come to me two times
Why me? three times
Serial monogamy, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend whoa
I've got a new friend (6x)
Mind my own business I'm on my journey
And I have enough old friends to keep me company
But you say "hey what's up, you want to hook up?
You wanna hang out with me?
Kick back, relax, feel happy and lazy"
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
it's only in my head
In my head
song performed by by No Doubt
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A wish from boy
How can I forget you on this auspicious day?
On this very date you brightened the day
You came on earth to show me the way
You are high hope and bright ray
I want to convey my deep feeling
Are you really in for it and willing?
I shall remain forever by your side
We may play together and go for ride
You did what all you could do
You insisted for what was true
You fought for me for what was due
You came to my help and tried to rescue
I shall remember your kind company
You were always eager to come with me and accompany
There were friends so many
You were like star and incomparable with any
Shall I wish for many more happy years?
All good advices pass through your ears
All success and fame may come to your way
You stay supreme and have your sway
It is little wish from your small friend
Friendship may flourish and not to an end
I wish to remain as close as ever
Your memory and company may stay forever
You never did any harm with malign intention
You stood for me with all its prevention
You bore all burnt and never mentioned
Your action was correct and never questioned
I was safe and secure under your arm
No one could cause any harm
Your maintained relation with all its warmth
I was my source with complete strength
All divine forces too favor true friendship
There is strength in true companionship
It can anchor you to destiny with care
Such bond can never be found anywhere
You appeared to apostle of peace
How you could maintain it at ease?
You were at full command with any move
You were worth and it has been proved
I wish all should get friend like you
You remained at pain but no one got clue
You laughed at any good or bad suggestion
Your integrity was never at doubt or out of question
Only lucky may find good friends
He may help to reach to an quarter ends
What else we can expect or hope for?
At least once he is there all could go well for sure
I shall pray to God for such friends in life
They may not bee seen I our entire life
They may remain with us for reasonable period
Everything moves on smoothly without conditions laid
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A response to memory
Is there anything like conscience?
do we really believe in its presence?
it troubles me a lot when suddenly awakened?
as the future lay completely darkened
She may appear and suddenly ask
there is something like tea in flask
shake your memory and listen
what I have not to say even
You ditched me and left to good luck
you knew i will be badly struck
I did not prove as dame duck
I will bounce back and definitely look
I may not like to be lost in dreams
as it is burning body from with in with beams
I am not going to be a yes woman
yet it will be a lesson for man
Memory is hard to be pushed away
to be lost in oblivion is the only way
there is complete harmony in relation
as long as it has true revelation
How does it matter if you do not remember?
Who will under the agony and answer?
Have to open my heart and reveal?
my love was fake and not real
No one has time to show sympathy
I am struck with pain to feel self pity
it is unbearable and no where to show
I can bear no more as I have to leave and go
You treated me like commodity
the game played by you was dirty
I can not look back and lament
It may remain their as sad moment
It will not matter now even if you accept
love is not an idea or an ideal concept
it is beautifully conceived and realized
no one does a favor or gets obliged
I did not feel it as shame
I do not curse or blame
it may be sheer bad luck and fate
I will have to realize it soon or late
I stand in far corner and weep
It is impossible to remember and keep
All good comments and memory at heart
as it has shown the beginning of bad start
Is it not the divine spirit to feel?
are we going to tarnish it or kill?
it may not meet our expectation
still it stands as reality with good observation
Not all may find it with favor
All flowers may not offer flavor
We expect beautiful show with fragrance
it should boom with all colors at once
Kill the conscience, curb the wishes but not the trust
these are ingredients and possibly must
It is best way to reach and feel the pulse
no one has capability to push it and repulse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Push Me, Pull Me
I had a false belief
I thought I came here to stay
Were all just visiting
All just breaking like waves
The oceans made me, but who came up with love?
Push me, pull me, push me, or pull me out
Push me, pull me, or pull me out {2x}
So if there were no angels, would there be no sin?
You better stop me before I begin
But let me say: if I behave, can you arrange a spacious hole in the ground
Somewhere nice, make it nice
Where the land meets high tide
Push me, pull me, or pull me out
Push me, pull me {2x}
Like a cloud dropping rain
Im discarding all thought
Ill dry up, leaving puddles on the ground
Im like an opening band for the sun
Push me, pull me {6x}
Ive had enough, said enough, felt enough, Im fine, still in it
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Since many years
He is dead since many years
Still his sweet voice rings in the ears
I may be 4 or five then when he left for abode
It was terrible blow and unexpected stroke
Mother won’t speak a word
She may whisper gently and look downward
She is not to her original mood
Sometimes she remains hungry and doesn’t like food
He may be buried many feet under the ground
Today if you try for him no trace of him may be found
It is just close attachment with some memory
I missed him so much and feel deeply sorry
In number of ways I resemble too fully with him
I could enjoy freely and talk when went to swim
I have same temperament, excitement and anger
I would shout loudly when faced with hunger
He will pet on my back and say “Calm down baby”
What will you do when you will go away and marry?
No one may like to hear you with such harsh voice
You listen to me carefully and give only one promise
I will stare at his eyes and submit in affirmation
It was every binding daughter and father relation
I would fall in his steps and try to follow
He was grand and very descent fellow
Today I am mother of children
I remember him from my heart even
He was kind with even meager means
He could remain happy and easily win
I miss him badly and try to prove every inch
He was selfless, dedicated and was liked so much
I try to give in same way as he did
As I am his exact replica and well read
Children do remember about their childhood
It is not easily forgettable even parenthood
Some people might have passed through critical period
They may think seriously and try to feel the void
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Inherent Weakness
It is inherent weakness of human being’
You may feel bad if addressed beggar and liked if called king
You may dislike if called joker
And elated if praised tea totalled and non smoker
In actual life we do all we want to
We care too hoots for and it is equally true
What we try to hide from near relatives and friends?
False pride and honour which is going to bite at the end
My ear bell starts ringing the moment I am ushered
In their beautiful house with welcome and offered
All hospitality at the cost of my downing confidence
Use it later on for their advantage as cover up incidence
I know but fail to grasp that it is just ploy
All friends and even near circle people cleverly employ
Who would not want to hear sweet words in praise?
As it is engraved in mind that finally it may land you in chase
Well, it is all leading to falsehood
People are smart enough to judge your mood
They will make you to believe in their oratory
As you may agree upon and act as signatory
It is all done or deception and known to all
We fail to offer response even if that leads to fall
It is known that it may ditch us from our position
Yet it is agreed only for not aggravating the situation
We are human beings and live in certain bindings
People may advice you earnestly too but with some meddling
It is all accepted as normal happening
We need to close eyes for good beginning
Even if some one cheats we offer no comments
We wish it would not happened but willingly relent
If not do so, then it will invite hurdles on the way
That may push you towards isolation and keep away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Sense
He was drunk and had no sense
Fell down on ground and remained tense
'What will family members think about'? he thought
He could remember and feared actual fall out
People resort to drinking to forget heavy losses
To get fresh ideas on how to manage other sources
It is either love failure or deception from friends
Under all circumstances it is surely leading to tragic end
He had no such compelling ground
He had no grudge against anybody or around
Something worried him for unknown reasons
What would happen to them if he ceases to be a living person?
Hypothetical question and imagined worries
He was under tremendous pressure and carried
It was one sort of anxiety and unawareness
That stuck to his mind and was unable to face
What shall an ordinary man do when faced with fear?
Go for advices from friends or lend the ears?
If not then what is easy option to forget?
Little pegs or two can have pressure to let go
He missed the steps and again dashed to ground
His balance was lost and he could never find
Yet something troubled his mind and he missed a bit
He was violently struck on ground and had head hit
I saw him struggling with whatever strength he had
He was slave of drunken stage and felt very sad
I just extended helping hand for him to regain
He was helpless and could hardly express in pain
I took him to nearby safe place
Where he can escape from vehicle's chase
It thought of him for a while and felt sorry
Is this the only way to forget the worries?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish for divine light
Wish for divine light
Who says world is not beautiful?
Not full of wise people but more of fools
Friends and foes but not cunning
Applaud your feat when you are winning
Meet only ten each day and talk
Pick the old people and careful walk
Try to pick their wishes and hear
Wipe out the eyes if you find even single tear
Dear, there is enough of joy if you find poor in street
Give nothing but offer few kind words and greet
Listen to blessed words if they ever fall on ears
You may find rest of the life with blessed years
You may come across beautiful faces with good shine
Like red roses with enough of charm and looks so fine
Don’t involve in race but simply ask how are you?
Who know you may good companion and through?
There is enough in near by to keep you in jovial mood
You need not waste time in visiting affluent places for food
Share it with your less privileged friends and exchange words
Promise them to return in near future and look forward
How many people you may come across like this?
Possibly can not be counted and may certainly miss
Yet see the magnitude of this figure when it swells
The rest of the story may be sold and tell very well
I have seen people getting rich with hard work and dedication
Yet you won’t find happiness on face or give slight indication
You can’t win the world with so much wealth and grand show
It may push you away from main stream and they would love to throw
It is rightly said “you may go empty handed”
You had nothing in hand when on earth landed
Ask from almighty about beautiful stay and pray
“Lead me o, lord” and direct the steps on the way
I close my eyes when get time at night
I assess the day’s routine and think right
I visualize the futility and resolve not to fight
Knell down before him and wish for divine light
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Push and Pull
It is hard to keep it clean,
When you push and pull.
Or acting happy when feeling mean,
When you push and pull.
And people stand around just to see one weep.
When you push and pull.
And when you say 'hello' they don't even speak.
When you push and pull.
You might see Bo Peep having some trouble with her sheep,
When you push and pull.
You might see Mary and her lambs giving Bo Peep creeps.
When you push and pull.
You might see Humpty Dumpty crawling up a wall.
When you push and pull.
You might see Perter and The Wolf eating chips at a local mall.
When you push and pull.
Ain't nothing easy,
When you try to keep your feet from sinking...
Deep!
And with no sleep.
It is hard to keep it clean,
When you push and pull.
Or acting happy when feeling mean,
When you push and pull.
And people stand around just to see one weep.
When you push and pull.
And when you say 'hello' they don't even speak.
When you push and pull.
And they push bull,
When you push and pull.
And they push bull,
When you push and pull.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Difficult to forget
It is difficult to forget near ones
They won’t be missed by some one
But by persons of close vicinity
And all members of the family
We may go on missing them forever
One day they may fade away however
They may still come and invade the memory
You may think and add to tension and worry
Any new place of similar nature may force you to think
You will slip into deep memory and try to sink
It will give you momentary relief and some kind of joy
Even though it is sad to miss any one and enjoy
We are sentimental and everything has some attachment
We may try to get near it and make happy comments
When that thing becomes thing of past
Some memory may not be forgotten and long last
More you cry and miss
He will get shock and a pulse
Where ever he is, he will have pain
As he will be in heavenly abode to remain
Insted do a thing which was so dear
He always tried for to be near
He will be with you for the years
And remind you he is with you and in your tears
These are unforgettable painful moments
There are no words left for comments
Yet we go on remembering them as and when feel free
We may have all comforts as if sitting under the shed of tree
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice jokes
How to make joke out of sadness?
Cruel joke can be termed as madness
To laugh it out is simply a sign of healthy mind
Such quality is to be rarely seen and find
To cute joke at somebody’s weakness is called foolishness
Nice jokes may try to remove somebody’s loneliness
It is nice to cut joke and make others happy
He will come out of shock and get ready
What is something new in fine jokes?
What response it gets or reaction invokes?
The known friends may take it very lightly
It may take off their worries slightly
See to it that it generates no ill feeling
It must help to build confidence if willing
It just a try in right direction
It will definitely prove as good action
Some people are good at hiding the pain
They will not show it as their gain
It is indication of humble person
They may not disclose it with simple reason
Your jokes should be of innocent nature
It must help to develop the future
It may remove the misgivings of long years
It may be heard nicely by friends in their ears
It is fine always to remain in jovial mood
It serves as medicine or good nutritious food
It helps to build healthy state of mind
It may make you to feel very kind
Treat it as fine quality and heavenly sent
Prove it with normal desire for improvement
It may draw flake with adverse comment
Still it will remain as memorable moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Difficult
Life is difficult-
Surprises are not always what we hoped they would be-
People misunderstand us-
We imagine we are kind
And they understand us differently-
Some problems never get solved
Some remain lingering for years-
There are cruel people in the world
Stupid ones also-
The fair do not always get the prize
The pushers push push push the good guys aside-
We see the Evil grinning and we cannot touch them-
All kinds of Hopes we have are disappointed-
Rejection is the Fate of everyone at one time or another
One has to try and try and try
And often that is not enough-
Life is difficult
And after a certain age is more difficult
And when young is also difficult-
Life is difficult in some time or some way for all of us
It just is-
Life is difficult
And even when it seems not to be
There is another time coming-
Life is difficult
And so long as we live
It will be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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