No specialty
I have no worthwhile specialty
It may not be considered as good quality
Yet I go on working as ordinary man
Never intend to stop and go as much as I can
History may not take note
No attention may be caught
No worthwhile mention or appreciation
But I will be undoubtedly remembered as simple citizen
No may call me as traitor
Not even mention as bad administrator
They may not frown at me as collaborator
And this I feel is worthy and suitable indicator
I have so many desires
I can’t go on receiving the satires
It doesn’t suit to my style of functioning
As I am afraid of any questioning
What I have in me is my exclusive domain
It may stay with me so long as I remain
Even if some contribution is remembered
I shall deem it as great work and honored
You need become great known leader
People know you more as readers
They have aptness to catch the real nerve
Only we need their sympathy and deserve
Why should I go away from my brethrens?
Why I do such things that can add concerns?
What benefit that can give me as additional security?
I may prove definitely as per my ability
I shall die as unsung hero
As I am made big from small zero
I was not worth even for any status
It is real credit trusted upon us
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never cry for failure
Why at all I should dream for unreal things?
When there is no such possibility for something
I am here in form of human being and that is only fact
Who may feel for me and guide to the noble act?
“No one may” be the ultimate answer to the question
It has found several times the burning desire with mention
The relation is built till the attainment of some real worth
It was not at all considered and was coming forth
The world is nor for wicked and weak
Your struggle and work in volumes must speak
The world may take note only when it is sang all over
You will need then no help or any cover
The world can be bent to your choice
As you are now powerful with your voice
Your word is having some weight and means
Everybody is realizing your worth and somehow leans
You have never cried for failure
It had made your life miserable and very unsure
Still you kept on struggling with full determination
You have every reason to smile at the result of examination
It is not the wealth that you inherit from parent
Your talent and usefulness may look apparent
When you resume to work or come to the public notice
They will towards you with hope and full of promises
You can call it a day of resurrection
Not of repentance but reward for actions
World has taken a note of your contribution
As man you have stood alone for real distribution
All great visionaries were ordinary individual
They took it as challenge and treated as casual
Nothing seemed to them torturous or unusual
They kept simple life as means and ideals
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Live In World
To live in world as man or woman
You can prove as true human
Who stops you from living as you like?
This idea must remain at heart and strike
Noble people are those who live on with ideals
Their life is simple but in fact very real
They have nothing to hide or make deal
It is always their endeavor to have sympathy and feel
Human race is not what we have made
We need enough of digging with spade
The earth can be made soft and fertile
The garden can boom in its own way with style
We have forgotten the basic values
Humanity is not realized with its dues
If we can’t give good or worthwhile to anyone
We are shame on earth and hence claim none
Not everybody can be assured of lovely life
As everybody is expected to walk on an of knife
It can be made rosy and worth to live
If we adhere to and respect the life of others and believe
If you bow your head with respect
No one may have any kind of grudges to react
You will be given due weight age and recognition
Your word may find right place with consideration
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No dearth
You will find no such person on this beautiful earth
Even though there are many and has no dearth
The work done by them remains unsung
They are very much part of our living and remain among
Their life is simple and ideal
To many it may look unreal
Yet it is exemplary and praiseworthy
Let us pray for them for long life from almighty
Have you ever considered looking at their contribution?
No one takes pain even to look at proper distribution
The work for which it was intended looses its charm
It does great disservice and more harm
They suffered their whole life but never complained
They had full integrity, short of means still maintained
It was backed by strong will and full commitment
The public was behind it and had strong movement
Even though they may not be among us today
They have shown us the path and clean way
If we can pursue with little honesty
The happiness may descend and help to remove the poverty
Someone said” God resides in poor”
We should welcome him at the door
If no food or anything but give some kind reception
This will find favor with good conception
We have seen changes through ages
Yet we were fortunate enough to manage
Many people have come forward and gone
But it is always remembered the good work done
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At the top
How do you feel at the top of the ladder?
You may look happy with enough money as trader
Fortune smiles with top slot in the ministry as leader
Good contracts and successful planner as bidder
This is how one takes as successful person
He has enough of everything to feel happy with reason
Fortune and fame may push you to extreme side
You may have every opportunity to see the world as too wide
Wise person may take it lightly and stay fully calm
He may consider it as reward and stay in farm
After all it has come through his hard work and labor
He has everything to rejoice and nothing to harbor
If you can digest the honor and fame in right spirit
Then you may see the clear road ahead in dark or dimly lit
It may encourage you to do more and stay fit
Failure or success may be right way to treat
It makes you blind with sudden rise or success
Whole world is in near vicinity and you have an easy access
You may find it par at excellence and easy to digest
You may also frown upon if some one comes to suggest
It tends to make you to think others as second grade
You dark past doesn’t bother you at all memory fade
You think it has come to you by work and luck
You are lost in oblivion, have dilemma and struck
It is real test for you to stand fast in such situation
You may loose sympathy for the lack of evaluation
It is your clean image that may rescue you from fall
Peron must have courage to prove for the right call
Not all may maintain amidst rising fame
They will curse others and pass the blame
Whole credit may be given to their entire efforts
This may take them away to maintain good rapports
Nothing comes in the way if you maintain calm posture
No comments or silence may enable you to decide the future
You may be considered noble and trust worthy
You will have all praise and sympathy
Love the world and live with it as simple challenge
You must have clear goal as how to adjust and rearrange
It has nothing to do with your present status
You may rise or fall without loosing the trust
He, who swims across, may find it easy
His path may be smooth and rosy
The sun may be shining all the way
It may be considered as golden day
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Noble and Genleman
You are not messiah, messenger or angel
Simple man on earth written in fairy’s tale
I salute to your great work but made never known
You stand as shining star and absolutely well known
People say “you are noble and gentleman”
To them you are simple and ordinary man
I know you do nothing extra ordinary
But remain among them when necessary
You are neither a social worker nor a religious person
Yet loved by them and held in high esteem by various reasons
You gave nothing of any kind that might have benefited them
Still more and more plants were coming out from stem
Why and how such transformation has taken place?
You have no personal interest or any ambition to chase
Why do the people see in you great reformer?
Where as you work little and act as only informer
You remain close their heart and guide on small matters
May be concerning to them as little earners
Still there is strong bond and you convey with sincerity
What can be good for them in terms of good quality?
Some of the people may know everything but disclose little
This may land people in problems and don’t allow to settle
They won’t trust other people who do nothing and misguide
Cheat and deceive when time comes and politely hide
You stood among them as torch bearers
Not serious leader but as respectable teacher
Not recognized from any of the big universities
But simple thinker with noble turn out and niceties
World may not take note of you at large
But you have made place in people’s heart
You may not receive noble prize or any of the reward
Millions of heart may raise their hands as award
Let your statues not come up to be unveiled
Let your work may be forgotten or failed
Still that may be widely recognized when time comes
They may shed tears in recognition and welcome
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Who It Concerns
to who it concerns
My homework will be late
It fell onto my pancakes
and stuck to my plate
To who it Concerns
My mom made me write this
and I'm just a kid
so how can i fight this
To who it concerns
I lost my assignment
maybe I'll get lucky
solitary confinement
To who it concerns
I just turned 15
too short to be shortstop
too plain to be queen
to who it concerns
I'm great with a ball
but boys don't watch tomboys
as they're cruising the hall
to who it concerns
I'm not made of steel
when I get blind sighted
my pain is quite real
i don't mean to squawk
but it really burns
so I thought i'd just mention it
to who it concerns
By Kristine Sisk
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Not to abuse
I have taken vow not to abuse anyone
Show kindness to all and disrespect to none
I have realized it lately but still not very late
I can clearly say this and firmly state
It is unbecoming of a human entity
If you do not realize the gravity
All sorts of praise for selfish ends
Out of tune living and no sense for foe or friends
The human life may not be available in next birth
It should be made memorable and worth
There are many unexplored fields to excel
It must be utilized for performing well
It will be befitting to your aim and mission
Possible that you may not succeed to liaison
People may show affront for your noble efforts
Still at the end of the day you can happy report
The inner voice may definitely respond
You deed and action may certainly correspond
It will be seen and reflected in every move
You have been afforded nice opportunity to prove
You will find many individual kneed deep in crime
They have only one aim to succeed in time
Let any thing happen to their brethren
They have nothing to worry or have any concern
They will live as human being but leave as unnoticed
No one will come to know about what they promised?
It will be treated just as normal departure
They will leave no mark to be remembered in future
You can lead ordinary but with worthwhile appearance
You are quoted all over with very good reference
This is what one is expected to achieve and attain
The fair name stands good and convincingly maintained
People may regard you not for wealth or position
It will be purely for your act and devotion
It is learnt that no one can claim it on any quality
It has something to with action and reality
Great people were loved and honored for their devotion
They always moved with correct direction
People loved them in good faith and followed
They pursued the right path and others too were allowed
It was not for mere show
The sentiment were expressed and allowed to grow
There was fine movement with action to flow
People were ready to sacrifice with only one go
It is not desired on anybody’s part to act false
Only simplicity and honesty is expected and nothing else
It may make you worthwhile for good human being
Otherwise we all are jokers in circus ring
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I won't allow
I won’t allow any one to step in my domain
It will be my affair and personally remain
Exclusive area to be decided by me alone
Even though independent arbitrator and lone
No one can come here and dictate
It is not their willingness to indicate
It will be me only to act even if late
This is plain fact I have to narrate or state
Everybody is having independent life to lead
We have no time to think their style and read
It certainly hinges on bare thread
I won’t go to any one and plead
Let them live the way they like
I might have many likes and dislikes
I shall rule the mind and behave
I shall shape them and continuously have
I consider myself as an ordinary
I may need companion and it is necessary
Others should not poke, meddle or worry
I can only express regret and feel sorry
I want beautiful life
There is definite place for wife
I shall place everything at her disposal
Is this not nice proposal?
I wish to lead in wonderful way
Where only I will have definite say
I shall act and behave responsibly
These all can be seen visibly
I shall claim no credit for whatsoever
It shall be doom or fortune ever
As it is chosen by me alone
Everything is thought over and done
Nothing can be accomplished without His grace
I shall have enough courage to face
Though I won’t involve in any race
Without His mercy there won’t be any trace
We tend to become impossible and rowdy
The image ego makes you to feel proudly
You continue to disregard others
This is clear indication of dismal surrender
You are loosing grip on your ambition
You are prisoner of conscience and inhibition
You are imbalanced with little ignition
This leads you to believe in superstition
It is good to trust one’s own ability
This can prove very good quality
You should confine and not over react
It may then be considered as fine act
I have plan to go as simple as that
I shall not live it simply to fate
I shall act as per conscience and belief
But I shall be precise and brief
I pray not to be influenced
Stay aloof and prefer not to be influenced
Still find the place among all our brethren
To work along side with their concern
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Am I?
Who am I on this universe?
Blessings for others or simple curse
I rely on friend's observation and compile
Chose a path and pause meanwhile
Am I biggest beggar, bloger or server?
None of the above yet prove as a good writer
I read many articles and come across
Appreciate others but feel the loss
Why am I not like others?
How do they excel and come across?
I have left this to anybody's guess
As there are lot many questions to face
Let the poets claim originality?
Go on roof top and acclaim personality
Also sing in praise about contents and quality
But alas! The beggar soul betrays capacity
Ideas are definitely coming from some one
Built nicely and interwoven from any one
So real beggars are fortunate
At least they get some cash to relate
As the beggars collect their share in the evening
The opportunist poets get lions share in the morning
Get no where and bogged down when real time comes
No one may appreciate it fully when approaches time to welcome
I am clear as far as writing is concerned
I am not at all disturbed at what others do and remain discerned
Nature, sky and stars remain there from the origin of universe
We can pick many things from them of course
There is no shame in frank admission
As to reach out to people is our only mission
Now it matters less who reaches out first
They have built and have confidence with trust
I shall repeat and endorse if some ideas are really worthwhile
It may not be my original work to speak fairly about style
Yet some purpose is served to build love and trust
That is all we are here for and that vision is must
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For Our Future
They were real kings
His Highness majesty who could sing
Turn the fortune and change the fate
They had everything at disposal to relate
They left it behind
For world to find
To help the poor
And worked from door to door
They were great and may be remembered
For their contribution and what they have offered
To live with peace and brotherhood
In life they practiced and understood
They were real supporter
To work for people as porter
Carry out their plight and pain
Into life of their own
With great vision and mission
The great Ashoka made frank admission
'Love and compassion is the only way'
Hatred must go away
We on our part
Can pick little from their humanitarian art
At least to show some compassion
If not deteriorate but build the good relation
We need stable world
To live with unison and in one fold
Not to speak with threatening posture
But to build world for our future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A real term
It is difficult to term a man as hero
In real sense he may be worthless or zero
His achievement might have come at crucial stage
This couldn’t have been performed by any person of his age
In the entire life any individual may tend to slack?
He may have ill fames and many draw backs
At crucial time he may perform unbelievable feat
This may earn him good name or generate lots of heat
On many counts the person is remembered and worshipped
His mortals are preserved abroad and trans-hipped
He has done enough for the people or country
He was prepared to lay down his life and stood as sentry
He is so tall in public eye and may remain so forever
His absence may be felt and loss can’t be compensated however
Still the homage is paid by all the countrymen on his departure
The country was saved from disaster and he secured the future
Such is the excellent work that speaks of great volume
We can remember his great name and only assume
The country may leap forward with the normal work to resume
The sacrifice may not go in vain and spread the fragrance as perfume
The soldiers are pushed in the time of war
They have to make penetration very far
It required great courage and determination
They are rewarded with medals and citations
There are many ways of paying the tribute
People at large may come out and contribute
It may be great respect and homage
The history will be re-written on the page
Any achievement by the individual can’t turn him into hero
It is laying down of life for better tomorrow
This is no ordinary feat or routine affair
It must be treated with due respect and honor
It is not only the war zones where they show the bravery
But strong movement by crusaders to save us from slavery
It has slow pace and may prove its worth in tie to come
The fruit of it may come later for us to welcome
In natural calamities the civilians are pressed into service
They perform the marvelous feat even without any advice
It is not less than any heroic achievement
It is then considered as human movement
Let there not be a single word in dishonor
It is unique incidence and can’t be termed as minor
It shall be termed as heroic struggle with dedication
It will be seen as total commitment with indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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(Grateful Poem) A Hero's Ending
Yes indeed credit is never given where it should.
Especially when come to things of the good.
Even more is his worthiness of appreciation he constantly denies.
To live his life the best he can is all he tries.
The skies take these hero's quite frequently unnoticed.
To heaven they go by making a last stand.
In honor we should demand.
A remembrance never to be remembered.
No matter if it is a violent or a happy ending.
Somethings in this world are worth defending.
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
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You Make It All Worthwhile
He arrives home. he fumbles in his
Pockets for his keys but there is no
Need. andrea is waiting to greet him
With open arms.
Wife:
Hello love. you look all worn out!
Let me take your brief case. thats a
Good boy. now you come and sit down
Ouer here and relax and Ill make you
A nice cuppa tea. then well have
Dinner and we can sit and watch the
Tele. by the way dear, howd you get
On at the office.
You make it all worthwhile
I mustnt stay in this job too long
I gotta get out before the hold is too strong
Gotta get out before my ambition is gone
cos its breaking me up and bringing me down.
But when I get home you make it all worthwhile,
You make me laugh and you make me smile
And after a hard day sorting out the files
You make it all worthwhile.
Wife:
Oh, Ive just remembered weve only got shepherds pie,
Do you like it?
Star:
No, I hate it.
Wife:
Hate it? but you see norman loves it so much and you did ask me to
Act normally, didnt you. I mean I cant cope with all that
Fancy stuff you like to eat.
Star:
Alright, Ill eat it and afterwards, Ill write a whole verse about
Your cooking.
You mustnt blame yourself like you do,
Its gonna make a nervous wreck out of you,
So wipe your nose and dry your eyes,
Whats the point of cracking up all because of shepherds pie?
Baby, you never know what Ive been through.
I break my back and sweat and slave
To bring some money home to you.
Baby, you wont believe it but its true
What a boring occupation can do,
It can make a nervous wreck out of you,
It can kill your spirit and destroy your mind.
But when I get home you make it all worthwhile.
You make me laugh and you make me smile
And after a hard day sorting out the files
You make it all worthwhile.
Wife:
Would you like steam pudding and custard for afters.
Star:
Darling, that would be marvellous.
And when I come home you make it all worthwhile.
You make me laugh and you make me smile
And after a hard day working on the files
You make it all worthwhile
Star:
Come on darling, lets go and have dinner.
And when I come home you make it all worthwhile.
You make me laugh and you make me smile
And after a hard day working on the files
You make it all worthwhile.
song performed by by Kinks
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A Simple Friend
A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
A simple friend doesn't know your parents first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.
A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why it took you so long to call.
A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.
A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.
A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens the refrigerator and helps himself.
A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had fight
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Love Has Remembered Me
Written by: myles goodwyn
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
You opened up my eyes
And helped me to see
That love has a way of finding
Those in need
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
I felt so all alone
And at times afraid
That love had foresaken me
It just seemed that way
Then you walked into my life
And you turned my whole world around
Ours is a true love
It cant be found
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
(love has remembered)
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Flowers are meant for
“What these flowers are meant for and why”?
I thought of giving a best possible and sincere try
My god, she was hell bent upon her choice
No impact was made even with real promise
I thought of presenting her with big bouquet
It was wrapped in beautiful cover with mention her birth date
I had remembered exact date and seized the chance
I was curious enough to come in contact with her at once
She was not made of inferior stuff
She knew where to give strong rebuff
I was expecting good response with broad smile
But she fired me off with her formidable style
“What do you think you can impress me in this way”?
She came out with strong words of resentment and went away
Leaving behind a note of displeasure “behave your self”
I was left high and dry and sank below the sea shelf
She was not arrogant or beauty conscious
She wanted to remain as earthy as possible and not become famous
It was not her way of thinking to lead the life
There were many more things to be approached for future wife
She was brilliant in all the respects but preferred isolation
She was of firm opinion that it must be based on strong foundation
Some of the relations are destined to be and have heavenly blessings
Nothing should go unnoticed or in that case even missing
I failed to judge her mood and way of working
It gave me enough of insight with strong jerking
It gave me lesson that no one can be wooed by simple tactics
It needed some kind of understanding with simple basic
You can have fine chemistry if that has some honesty
Food also can be liked if added with contents and made testy
Life can be looked upon as one time choice
One should be in comfortable position and ready to poise
I learnt a lesson not because of her rude reply
But certainly it lacked sincerity in approach with weak try
I could have made it little more reasonable
Even though I believed that it was still possible
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Simple Friends & Real Friends
A simple friend has never seen you cry before a real friends shoulder is soggy from your tears A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party a real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean A simple friend hates it when you call after they have gone to bed a real friend asks why you took so long to call them A simple friend wonders about your romantic history a real friend could blackmail you with it! A simple friend thinks your friendship is over when you have a argument a real friend calls after you have had a fight.
never frown even when your sad because you dont know who is falling in love with your smile
By kimberley elwell :)
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15th August to Bengali people
Mourn
It's a command I demmand you
mourn, fool and so ignorant
you must mourn
History is clear, amazingly open
and you still say you don't know that
a pity, I must say you should mourn,
you deserve no sympathy, you lost all
In this caged race, they will dominate, a few
and you so enormous don't understand
what you lost, your root
you must mourn, you want deception, prefer ambiguity
afraid! I have no sympathy
my poor fellow, beloved countrymen
you must mourn.
Note: Bengali people still today say they don't know the real history of their liberation war. What a shame! Actually everybody knows the history because there is no two story. we faught and liberate our country. And then some collabratore killed the Father of the nation Sheikh Mujibur Rahman in 15th August 1975. To confuse all they say we do not know the real history of liberation war. but actually there is no real history, as history is one. And it is, Sheikh Mujib was the mastermind of our leberation. A handfull of Biheris and west pakistany settlers and their sympathesizers run the country after 1975 and still conspiring against Bengali people. they speak in Bengali, but they hate Bengali. and Bengali people do not still understand this and do not realize what they lost. Alas!
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A simple journey
There was absolutely no movement in his body
He was resting on ground motionless like anybody
It looked as if one simple object was lying?
All thought he was dead or was dieing
These are the saddest moments in the life
It is easy to walk on the edge of knife
But difficult to survive in the real show
All difficulties surround and blow
The dead person might have not thought an early end
He may not have foes but so many friends
It may be his miscalculation that end in any case may not near
He may be living in confidence without any fear
Stories gathered round that he was lavish and lovely
He believed in life to be spent very smoothly
It was his life style that made him very frank
He lived merrily, toasted others and drank
We miss the bus at an appointed hour
The cloak may end clicking and it is over
No one may take notice and prepare for departure
His life waited him in the ground for the rest of future
He may be buried with full honor
He mat well be praised as good donor
What had he earned in his entire stay?
Honorable life with ordinary stay
We only carry the blessings and good will
Memory will not fade away and remain still
Ashes may be washed away by sweeping wind
There won’t be left any remains to find
Leave the foot prints on the sand for time being
The destiny is same for ordinary man or king
People may remember what and how you lived?
It may be your work that may be appreciated and believed
Let dead remain buried under the ground
Little air blow may create lovely sound
Only peace may there and nothing else to be found
What impression do you gather when you go round?
Long lull may prevail when you depart?
It may be beginning of a new start
Who knows what will be the next move?
One has to act fast and ultimately prove
Only good work may be remembered for a long
Nobody may accompany you or come along
You may be all the way certainly right or wrong
Still it may be wrong to create all praises in the songs
It is relentless struggle and may go on
It has to be covered and spent of our own
You may either create for self a big name
Or condemned as a curse or shame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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