No One Can Claim
It makes us to drive crazy
Even if sometimes we may act lazy
Life is what we have observed to be steady
Not at our attempts but by the grace of almighty
No one can claim and emphatically say
Abut the right or wrong approach on the way
We act merely on good counsel and wisdom
So we never get deviated or fail seldom
We must recognize and believe in simple truth
The tongue has right place behind teeth
No one is allowed to cross the limit
To stay within confined wall and lovingly greet
There is light deep inside that sometimes forbad
From going ahead with bad things or illegal trade
Trade that deals with spread of hatred
Incite people against people and lead
One thing is to be taken for sure
Clear consciousness stops us and assures
Not to adopt any unfair means to pursue
Even if that gives little gain untimely due
That divine flow is meant for all
Even dreaded animal waits for timely call
We are human being and as such must respond
As many fishes may remain peacefully in the pond
I though of burning lamp with its light
As if it was guiding beacon to choose right
And go in direction that can be really helpful
To live as an ordinary man but very much successful
The smoke goes in layer to disappear
And that creates in mind slight fear
To think about uncertain life on earth
Only to disappear with sure existence of death
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Dipawali Or Festival Of Lights
We are celebrating festival of lights
To greet each other with a vow not to fight
Improve upon relation and shun the hatred
Happiness to all life to spend peacefully and lead
Some of the festivals carry deep meaning
It prevent some people from demeaning
There is clear indication with message behind
So much vastness and alternatives to find
It follows right after rainy season
The house may be spoiled with many reasons
It may provide ample chance to clean and repair
The house may be given fresh outlook with fresh air
Its name as implies with total boycott of darkness
Bring in light and show the shine on the face
Invite the wealth goddess to come and permanently stay
Make them prosperous with new avenues and ways
Alas! I could wish with free mind
To all people who were unkind
With a bouquet in hand
Invite them as real friend
I wish their heart to open
Not fully but slight even
As it may make way
Hatred and rage may also go away
I have only few words
Well wishes to look forward
Let darkness disappear
Let almighty give us patience to bear
Such festivals come and go
Yet their importance we can’t forgo
It is vital for out civil obedience
They may prevail on us with their presence
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Driven
I cannot escape this road i live on~
The traffic runs both ways-
Trying simply to cross it-
Only adds more confusion to my days...
It is the same inside of my place~
Trying to choose a condiment that is clean! ! !
Choices of catsup, mustard or mayo-
Are not always- -what they seem! ! !
Laundry detergent smells and makes skin raw~
Wonder about the tooth paste as well-
And what of the creams and bath salts?
It is really too soon to tell! ! !
For it seems a 'gold fever' team, if you will~
Partnered up for a trip 'cross the line-
Sir William of England and his quantum physics teacher-
Are here looking for a way to add to the Design...
But i have had my fill of hypocrits~
And treachery and being a traitor is not good-
So, guess, i simply will stay on this road in this place-
Until they realize- -that they are not doing- what they should...
Every once in a while God-He intervenes~
Between Him and His angels He stops many unjust things-
Usually sinister, illegal, plot schemes-
And all of the wrong, in betweens...
When it is wrong-it is wrong~
No matter what anybodies mind might say-
So this is to all who drive on my road:
'The Light Of God Is Shining In My Life Today'
From: ***The Attic Of My Heart
To all of those wandering on this day and tomorrow.
Behind the door is so much more than you ever feared for.
August 23,2009
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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An Echoing Truth
In a world of right and wrong, we have Truth, that echoes strong,
And from the world’s ancient past, God’s Truth shall forever last,
To be for men a guide and light, for discerning wrong from right;
God’s Guiding Truth for every need, when souls choose to heed.
God’s Word echoes loud and clear, as men of true wisdom fear,
God who reigns above the earth, who gives The Word true worth,
God, Who spoke this world in place, opens hearts by His Grace,
And with that Grace He will impart, Eternal Truth into man’s heart.
A Book, that many seldom read, has the Truth that all men need,
While others never even heard, the Eternal Truths in God’s Word;
Eternal Truths that man can trust, which were written for all of us,
Truth revealed to all the world, which all believers need to herald.
This truth’s more than knowledge of, The One who reigns above,
But what He had did for everyone, sending Christ, His Only Son,
His Truth, revealed to every nation, leads a soul to His Salvation,
When they come to Jesus Christ, that soul, receives Eternal Life.
Open The Word and you will see, Truth about our present reality,
And you will see through history, others pointing men to eternity,
How Godly men of old would tell, others about Heaven and Hell,
Knowing all are just one breath, away from Eternal Life or Death.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
With Variance
Nothing is going to drain
When you realize the life mission of its own
We are here only as missionary
Must lead simple life as visionary
If not then trust only almighty
He may feel mercy and pity
We are destined to suffer and enjoy
Life must be seen as instrument of struggle and joy
Life is not in your hand
That is defined and destined
You can’t lead it as imagined
You have limits and totally confined
All good and bad things are observed
You may get honor if deserved
Nothing will come to you by surprise
It will be only when you come out true with promises
So lead it for others and rule the kingdom
Such chances come rarely or seldom
We must exploit it as per clear conscience
Life will be presented you with variance
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What others do to me.
This is not in a poem form, but an important message.
When someone hurts me, I gave the reason,
When someone loves me, this is the answer for my behavior.
When someone corrects me, I showed ignorance,
Whatever others do to me, I gave the reason for all.
Can I blame anyone?
No! I can bless and love them with the love of God,
Because everything was necessary to bring out what I am today.
When someone gives me happiness, I can rejoice.
I made him/her happy first.
All happens, because what I see in others, it is in me.
They are mirroring back my hidden ways. If I like it,
good, I can be happy, if not, I have to look into myself
and stop doing those things and the people who
played out those ways will disappear from my life.
There was one time an artifact, a big stone statue,
which had many little statue inside, or the Russian
wooden doll, which has a smaller look alike inside,
that one has a smaller and so on are the good examples.
The meaning is that there are many voices within the one.
We are each of us a separate world. Each individual
is a center with all those people who are in our surroundings.
This is why there are famous sayings, such as, birds of
a feather and people of their friends show who they are.
Who is the nearest plays out for us what we have
inside the most. Sometimes it looks bad, how can us
have that trade in us? However once we know this truth,
it is easier to decide if we want to be like them or not.
Sometimes, someone comes along and show my
'good' side, sometimes the 'bad'. It is my free will to
choose which side I keep in my personality. Once I
choose the trade I disapproved, those people who played
it out will disappear, and the one who have similar
habits, stays.
When parents cannot teach the child anymore and the
child cannot teach the parents that is the time they
go out of each others life. This is the reason for
divorce or one dies. Long time ago couples stayed
together because of the society rules, but neither
of them was happy, they just suffered in all their
life or one of them, the weaker died.
This is how the world goes around, however we have
to know, that everybody is on the way of salvation
toward real peace and real happiness, only we cannot
see it in this moment.
This is the law of life.
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You are gone
Dare me and you are gone
Right thing for you to be undone
I am queen and can tolerate none
I am in class itself alone
I have enough of grace
Lovely figure and beautiful face
Everybody loves me and find them in race
I would not fall for it in any case
What others should read in me?
Lovely bird wishing always to be free
With only the sky should be the limit
Jumping happily on beautiful and lovely feet
Still you may find little bit of arrogance
If you properly examine or glance
It is challenge to whole world
Do not try to subdue me to bring in fold
I am free bird and would not want
Some of the things I hate or can’t
I belong to all and can not afford
This is final wish from lord
I shall suffer at cruel hands
Still I may take them as friends
Who know where can be awaited tragic end?
I shall wish them all the best with same trend
Mistake me not for any attachment
I can’t be any fortunate moment
I am wind and has no particular direction
My love and hate may speak the action
I shall rule the world in my own way
The happy moments may disappear any way
This is way of life and we are no exception
The concept is very clear from the inception
I am the world ambassador and love symbol
To love and to be loved is the simple call
I hope the message to reach to all
I shall help them to escape future fall
Love me for not what I look
Hate me not for what I print in book
They may be illusory things not for digestion
There are lot many unanswered questions
I may look rude and appear so
Let those moments pass by and go
Let gentle air flow in one direction
I must find the love without any reaction
I know beauty made fade
This is purely a show or trade
Flowers boom in garden
Not sure how much to last even!
Leave not me alone but hold in esteem
The situation may not be same or may seem
I may go away for ever when time comes
Still I shall rule and find the welcome
Do you listen to me all?
Respond to me and my call
I am here to rule and stay
So think over it and be away
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An imaginary conclusion
The sky and earth meet somewhere
if not at least they present the scene here
the illusory world with fake show
we think same and falsely grow
The sea too present same scene
somewhere at the distance two ends are seen
it is same scene with wrong impression
still we deny it and leave under confusion
Everybody is aware of the fact
still they pass the blame and angrily react
human tendency is such to think otherwise
where restrain is must to be looked wise
We go beyond certain limit
as long as it deems fit
the failure pushes to think differently
where as it was known and seen apparently
The human body is subjected to decay
it is unbelievable and causes dismay
We know there is no short cut or alternative way
no care is taken for enough attention to pay
We know it is difficult to catch the air
we are blinded by light and flair
it may cut across the sky
we may naturally think and question why
We have not grown with the age
It is still believed as general knowledge
parallels may look but does not meet
but we fail to recognize and feel it
It is driving us to despair
the conclusion drawn is not fair
it is mere desperation
it warrants no consideration
Some of the things do not go together
still it may baffle us and bother
we may disregard the existence even
we are blinded and extremely driven
the sky has its role to play
the land is vast and remain away
the sea also lie deep and make no noise
who else can think and raise the voice?
We come to the sense when craziness is over
we find many excuses and go for cover
it will be mere satisfaction however
the days may not be forgotten forever
The natural objects may stay as they are
there is no change even if they are very far
they function in ordinary but organized manner
we got to come in terms later or sooner
Let us pray for common good and some wisdom
the dreams may be realized seldom
it may lead you to boredom or stardom
you may have all the means and freedom
Still it is mired in illusion
it may lead to frustration
everything may emerge in form of question
We may not prove capable to find the solution
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Think Of Fellow Brethern
It is always good to think of fellow brethren
To think of their well being and closeness even
At each and every step their involvement and participation
Making it strong bond with emergence of good relation
It is of no use if you merely exist as human being
Many things are unexplored and you got to bring
Some change in approach to live together
Stay side by side for existence and to cater
We have lived peacefully for many years
It has long history of bloodshed with confounded fears
Our past is shrouded with mystery and tears
We have lost many precious lives called dears
World has narrowed down and come closer
We can’t be indifferent to orgy of violence and be looser
We must learn to stand together and live
Time is ripe for co-existence and to believe
What did we get in return for so many years?
Only misery, plight, deaths, hungers and fears
Forceful migration and displacement of ancestral land
How do we assess and evaluate our stand?
Time is to forget hatred and move forward?
Traditional rivalry to disappear and vow not to look backward
There is nothing much to gain from hostility and wars
We have come in long way and left them very far
I asked a friend of mine about the satisfaction one has
From causing harm and making personal chase
He said it is deep rooted and comes as natural
What is its use and advantage? No answer came as usual
I hardly find any one endorsing the continuation
Even hard elements want some respite and pause
They have seen the long those bloody years
Life is uncertain and still to live amidst fears
“Co-exist” lay more emphasis on it and insist
Do nothing contrary and persuade others to desist
World may prove beautiful place to enjoy and stay
Far from conflicts and peaceful life all the way
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God created world
Alas! God created world
But He remained with different people in different fold
At some place he was Jesus and at some places he was Allah
So the people prayed differently in his honor with hurrah
We were same in his eyes but he created difference
Some one he made rich and some one poor by chance
Some places so hot and some very cold
So the people observed different pattern as was told
It is good to hear in right spirit
But on the name of religion some people may prefer not to greet
Black and white, lower and upper, shall remain for ever
Idealistic people may be praised but may find no shelter
Why then hatred in the name of religion?
He remained with them in different regions
Under different name and with different faith
But with only one fear that was not come as death
Now time has changed and roots have gone deep
No one is able to steer people out and keep
Under one umbrella for humanistic goal
To survive and share as universal gospel
When I worship "Sun" I see only light
I don't know about other people for any reasons to fight
The energy may be one and inspiration also one
Let us remain united for the cause of humane
Neither may we remain in this world
Nor any one can claim permanent fold
We need initiative that must look very much bold
As if taken out as verse and to be told
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Life is but a lesson...
At birth I was ripped from my warm safe place,
Yet now I fear death so I flee it with haste.
As a babe in my youth I yearned for more years,
But as time's passed me by it's age I now fear...
Into this world I was born and life gave me breath,
Now each path that I choose always leads to my death.
For both death and life are old inseperable friends,
My life's but a lesson just a means to an end...
If I live life to the fullest will time pass me by?
If I start asking questions will I ever know why?
Wisdom is gibberish and gibberish is clear,
What I most wanted once is now what I most fear...
When I want most to live will it be time to die?
I dont want life to end! Will that be my last cry?
I think death must be life and to leave is to stay,
So I pray hell is heaven when my life slips away...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
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Own perception
People have their own perception
As it is going on since long from the inception
If we do not learn it from the first reception
How can we claim ignorance or exception?
It is age old saying that eyes do not reveal wrong?
You can not cheat anybody by singing a song
If you have mastery over eyes and tongue
You can mesmerize any one when nicely sung
When you are fully lost in love and think nothing
It is likely to take you for acid testing
It may prove fatal or end in blessings
So one must ensure nothing remains behind as missing
Anybody may manipulate it for anything
It is alright so long we don’t dream on wings
If we choose to sink regardless of result
The strong base can not be built
Love means sacrifice and nothing in return
It may take anytime worst or ugly turn
No one can blame it as blind faith
It will hurt you even at the time of death
You will have to take pledge
That you will endure full age
Nothing may stop you from going near
Even if that may cause so much fear
Love is meant to be lost for ever
To live in another world and nothing to hear
No noise, no disturbance of any kind
You will go deep with clear conscience in mind
Let there be no different message in eye
Let the tongue slip away and try
Yet the essence of love must remain same
You catch it from any direction it has come
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Love life and death
What good work has to do with honorable death?
Why all people should be afraid of laying wreath?
When certain things are bound to happen in any case?
Why to link it with good or bad life phase?
Certain thoughts emerge in one remote corner
Mind is workshop for such place and provide as burner
In youth times it may look little funny and awkward
Yet wise people think ahead of it and look forward
In any religion we pray god for peaceful end
Ask for guidance to lead exemplary with foes and friends
Life means very short phase and should be with little aim
Not building of tall towers and not much to expect or claim
We get puzzled with little set back or bad news
This is how we look at life and sadly view
We all know that it takes course only as destined
Nothing is harmed as thought over or undermined
I pray for bright sun on next day
I also know that darkness may be pushed away
Yet one must be ascertained of what is good or bad?
When you have handed over everything then why to feel sad?
If someone dies, we sand helpless
If someone meets with accident we stand by side with gloom on face
We practically do nothing except feeling powerless
Such is state of life if one tries to find out or trace
Let us not be carried away by hollowness of existence
You may find thousands of ready made instances
Where you want to do many things but fail to deliver
As someone else is watching you and acts as server
Come down to little aspect and give little consideration
Everything may be looking good from point of relation
Yet it is uncertain and not fine at all from any angle
Love, life and death is only known form of triangle
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Past
It is story of cautious optimist
Carved out a way safe way amidst
It was no do or die approach
But reasonable enough as such
What if it was glorious to dream?
What if it had shined like sun beam?
It was ultimate end so what is left to rejoice
When we have no compulsion or choice
Past is not for us to remember
Yet not to forget either
As it may act as torch bearer
To surge ahead without any fear
Past is to make amends
That should be the trend
It is to be relived with refined approach
As it is the only way to adjust as such
Present may not be that sweet
Yet we need to add fragrance and greet
We may not be able to restore past
But present is to be moved very fast
One thing is very much certain
Neither pf the things remain
Nor disappear all of sudden
It has its own time to trouble you even
It is immaterial if you fail to adjust
Loose the confidence and trust
Neither the past nor the present can be justified
As life won't give you chance and remain mystified
So one must think with optimism
To push aside ashes of pessimism
That is the only way to move ahead
When entire universe is before us to read
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As I can lead
He is not perturbed for what is going on
The battle is going on and to be taken as half won
He has no doubts for its outcome
He shall wait for it and welcome
He has never project himself before any interest
It is safe mode to pursue and adopt it as best
In real hard time it may it may come to be known as test
Its fruit may be enjoyed later when you prefer rest
He will always look forward
No intention to see sideways or backward,
He doesn’t prefer or employ means very hard,
He doesn’t wish to have any reward
Who can be known as your best friend or well wisher?
A successful man and very good teacher
He may remain inaccessible and good pretender
He is there for all with no discrimination for gender
We can dream of a beautiful season
We have every reason to feel satisfied as very good persons
There can’t be going back on stated words
It may have its impact afterwards
Easy going is right option without any mention
Why people think so much and carry the tension
Our death will not any bearing or draw the attention
You have no need to worry and raise the question
keeping to self or confined to area is best option
shut the mouth and not to utter a word should the adoption
let unnecessary things pass off with no more attention
Pray for right course and necessary action
Don’t you think world is so limited?
Showing off more but less committed
Lapses more but openly never admitted
Achievement less but boosted and noted
Striving very hard to remove the illusion,
Reconciliation all the time for inclusion
Peace always preferred to confrontation
Self interest not first is the only orientation
I shall not confine or limit to four walls of house
Intention very clear where interest arouse,
No preference for outright gain and willingness to submit,
No wrong means but optional means to admit,
I have failed self for gained a lot,
Centre of attraction has always remain in spot,
maintaining high degree of integrity with good rapport
Relying on popular will and garnering support
Is there anything wrong if I possess?
Have my own way with new ideas to find access?
Have philosophy of a day with strict adherence,
Bold approach without anybody’s reference,
Person with liberal thought is considered mad,
He has to part with ways and later feel sad,
My views are perfect and clearly read,
Have I not all the qualities to lead?
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Express Loss
How can you grieve and express loss?
Do you cry loud think or choose?
Stay in corner and get lost in memory
Stay with gloomy face under deep worry
God needs them most in His Courtroom
Where as there was no dearth for others with room
Person may be precious like fine star in the sky
Shined for few hours and immediately chosen to fly
We feel world as hollow
We think sun may not shine tomorrow
Nights may be all worthless
We may have lot many problems to chase
Such might have been the dominant position
The loss caused to family is sudden imposition
Family may take some time to adjust the shock
They have yet to come out of it to take the stock
Even though we are aware of uncertainty
We leave it to good wisdom of almighty
It is natural to shed a tear over loss
We follow the natural and consider it as divine cause
Think of no control on life span
Human beings might have made lots of plans
Nobody would have preferred quitting of their own
So almighty has taken control in hand and made it known
We attribute untimely death as decided by destiny
Some of us may not reconcile or come to terms fully
Yet the helplessness is openly seen on the face
Life has been termed as adventurous but as uncertain race
So always we talk of great wisdom
Raise hands in disgust cry foul seldom
Somewhere we realize its futility
Suddenly come down to terms as inability
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To Jyothi Basu – A Loving Tribute: The ‘Lamp’ is dead: Its light will always stay!
The ‘Lamp’ that lit the homes of myriad souls,
Who toiled, tilled, slogged as Indians proud, galore,
And stayed as guiding light achieving goals,
Has lost its oil and wick, and burns no more!
It stood as beacon for numerous souls,
Who flocked to him for wisdom that they sought,
And always got much more than they had thought;
The Lamp is gone but light it shone will stay!
The doyen worked his way uphill in life;
He stood beside all workers in their strife;
He was a perfect man, so rarely found,
He could have become mountain but stayed mound!
‘Hats off’ to leaders great who simple stay,
And lead unselfishly for others, way;
Who hold on party-men a trance-like sway,
Who lived for good principles every day!
The Lamp had burned for others sake for long;
Its light remains in hearts of myriad souls;
His glorious work will stay alive by song;
The man of mettle, heart of steel hadn’t holes!
No wonder, leaders praise him all sky-high!
His honest national service cannot die;
He left too big a void to be filled nigh;
His love for India is too great to vie!
‘God grant his soul eternal rest’, we pray!
May others follow his footsteps and way;
‘His example was golden’, people say;
He shines in hearts of many souls each day!
The ‘lamp’ is dead: Its light will always stay!
Dedicated in loving memory of the demised soul!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2010
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A dead end
Though I have reached to the dead end
Still I wish my feelings to be known and be sent
It may, otherwise, remain as closely guarded
No one may come to know how much I have succeeded
I clearly see the opposite side of the river
Boat is in midway and I am down with fever
I fear it may capsize and never reach to the bank
I must admit it all and be honest and frank
People remember everything at the end of the road
They carry it with them as unbearable load
When they look back and seriously think?
They may feel dismay at the fact that their boat might have sunk
It is known fact that one must understand and realize
What can be their fate and must visualize?
Nothing can offer them any peace except self introspection
You can leave peacefully if you have earned respect from all the sections
All those year may have been turbulent for you to face
You might have rushed to tackle it with mad race
Nothing could have prevented you from achieving the success
What would have mattered most is the way to gain the access
To swim across the rough sea and weather is not an easy task
Sky may seem wide open and horizons so vast
Still we try to achieve it by any means or putting on mask
We may feel very safe even though it would have daunting task
Nothing goes as usual in real life with smooth passage
We definitely try to live with honesty and clear message
Something prevents us from following the correct way
We tend to bypass the long way and don’t want to be whisked away
We try to wash away our hand by merely apolising in the prayer
We feel that God is great and may forgive us from this thin layer
We excuse by saying “to err is human” and knell down
We forget to remember that plant may grow only when seed is grown
Good or bad may not depend on our ultimate wish and thinking
He has all the powers to bless you with favor or reward with kicks
So ultimately when you are at the dead end everything will surface
You may feel good and go down with happiness and shine on face
Think of future and live in the present
Past can’t be beacon and darkness should be absent
Go all out for noble way which gives you joy
No to all tricks and never adopt unfair means or employ
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A humble wish
We fail to understand the imminent threat
We simply go care free and casually treat
We realize it all of sudden when it has gone out of hand
It compels us to think it is beginning of an end
Does that mean we are simply non-believer?
Is there no one who acts for you as reliever?
Is there any divine power that makes really to believe?
Does that grant you some visible means to live?
It is definitely dominant factor and rules
It develops in built character and pulls
It is how he reacts to the reality and behaves
That inches him forward and dares
Nothing deters him not even death
He works on same pattern till his last breath
No compulsion of whatever kind influences his way
He carves out his own destiny and enforces his say
So long as the wind is in favor, we tend to forget
We allow the things move in different way and let
Never take it seriously and finally fall in trap
This is biggest drawback and unpardonable lapse
As the things move on you may feel that you are crest fallen
You bear the hard face and eyes remain swollen
Something is worrying you from inside
World seems to lay apart and disfavors tide
One by one all moves lay flat on ground and go against
You may feel you are sinking though you may deep by half waist
Your judgment makes error and you fail to visualize
Even though the sea may remain calm but boat may still capsize
It is necessary to off set the proud of an individual
The nature and God play a role that can be termed as dual
It is seen in right perspective but we fail to initiate
You never get hint out of it and spoil the things or vitiate
It must be remembered we are not immortal
You may not sleep even if your bed may be spread with rose petals
It is your satisfaction and peace of mind
That may help you o think of means to find
It is only mission and we are part of it
We can surge ahead even if there is dark or path is dimly lit
We need to hope the bright light at the end of the tunnel
Rest everything follows as sequence through channel
Let us not forget we are simply human being
There may be poorer and less kings
We got to act within limit and finish
It must always remain as humble wish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Chose to Like My Own Life
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then to do it.
Since many then pretended,
With no identifiable dignity.
Or a pride that had reality.
I chose to live my life right.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading.
With dim light to pass.
I chose to greet the morning Sun.
Feeling a freedom at last.
Like never before I felt could be done.
I opened the door inside of me once closed.
And released my own mind...
To find a truth I could believe,
See and daily breathe.
And wanting more of 'me' exposed.
And I chose to like my own life.
Not finding fault or wrong with it.
Or defending what for me felt right.
What for me I knew existed.
I chose to like my own life to live,
As I do...
To prove,
It is mine to live it as I choose.
And this day I choose to live my life!
And so peaceful do I sleep at night.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading,
Behind an assortment of masks.
With no direction on my path,
Cemented and paved.
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then.
Since many then pretended.
As if that was their task.
And pretending for me,
Has ended.
As clear as unstained glass,
Allows light to pass through it brighter...
With no intention to leave a blemish.
Coming as it does,
To radiate that which lives.
And this day I choose to live my life!
For me...and you too.
To get those deeds we need to do,
Done.
Knowing now we have identified,
And overcomed the fear...
Of liking one another like we like ourselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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