No where to go
I continue to ponder and wonder
Could not find answer why clouds thunder?
Is it because of happiness and joy?
Indication of strategy …………..
Frightening sound on tree form clumsy owl,
Is it systematic retreat or unwanted withdrawal?
Is it not something unusual taking place at night?
Was it for supremacy or show of strength and might?
Whatever is happening really not good sign?
Preference should be more to stay calm and resign,
Why all indications not showing some form of enthusiasm?
Panic surface more and leading no where to realism,
When faced with such bad situation?
Inner conscious may revolt and faced with many questions,
Wisdom and innocence doesn’t augur and go well,
It seems all against as life proves living hell,
When you are facing danger with no such good luck,
Fate will be certain and people may duck
All moves backfired and resulting into zero,
Though you may be brave but never become hero,
Friends and relatives will leave and desert the scene,
Supposed to remain but will never be seen,
Avoiding contacts and not eager or keen,
Such situation you may face as you are in
I have learned a lot from setback or failure,
Met with defeat where success was sure,
How I take it coming and others assure?
Never to loose hope and make it doubly assure
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Unusual Scene
Frightening sound on tree form owl,
Was it the systematic retreat or withdrawal?
Something unusual was taking place,
Was it for supremacy or scene replaced?
Whatever was happening really not good sign?
Preference more to stay calm and resign,
Why all indications not showing enthusiasm?
Panic more and leading not to realism,
When faced with very bad situation?
Inner conscious revolt and many questions,
Wisdom and innocence doesn’t augur well,
Seems all against and life living hell,
When you are facing danger and bad luck,
Fate will be against and people ready to suck
All moves backfire and result in zero,
Thought you may be brave but never a hero,
Friends and relatives will desert the scene,
Who were so close will never be seen,
Avoiding audience and not eager or keen,
Such situation I never faced or been,
I learned a lot from setback or failure,
Met with defeat where success was sure,
How I take it coming and others assure,
Never to loose hope I made doubly assure
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Nothing to worry
There is nothing to worry and care about
Just commit mistake and you are out
You got to sharpen your weapon for defense
Not to attack but to sustain and halt the offense
The world is for quick, intelligent and fast
Who holds stand fast and doesn’t give up to last?
No one dares to question his integrity and doubts cast
Such is his influence over the areas which are vast
To strike first means half battle is won
Sunshine appears and dark clouds gone
We have to sum up to see the clear gain
To run on the track with fast moving train
It is not brave front to die for silly cause
Prepare for defense and intelligently pause
Strike at the time when enemy is fast asleep
Repent for the whole life for simple slip
It is how we continuously strive for betterment?
Cautious approach with calculated movement
Who knows where from the danger may lurk?
We got to fix, assess the reality and ceaselessly work
To shy away from the reality is little cowardice
It will not augment the efforts or needs to suffice
No one sheds tear for ordinary man’s demise
No prominence is give for breaking the promises
You will have to carve out your own kingdom
It is one in million that luck appears seldom
If you go for and grab then it is called wisdom
You get the prominence that of beautiful stardom
You may be forced to eat humbles pie
Advice may be rendered without asking and free
What should be avoided is simple known trap?
You may otherwise loose the face with heavy slap
Accept the challenge as it may be in any form
Whether you remain in form or out of form
Luck would smile at brave person or hero
Who has created space from nothing or zero?
Why to blame luck or fate?
They come in the scene very late
Brave person doesn’t believe in it and hate
He will evaluate first and then rate
Everything must be executed as per plan
No eleventh hour preparation or rush in van
Nothing should be left out when it is launched
Enemy should be on run off the scene when it is touched
These are good indication of full proof preparation
It should be planned after careful consideration
There should be no withdrawal when fully attacked
Assault must peter out when it is checked
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May not prove right
Sometimes what you think may not prove right
Instead of left you may chose wrong and go out of sight
You are adamant and sticking with wrong judgment
It lands you in maximum trouble with embarrassment
How can sea turn from blue to white?
How can you get any thing without putting up fight?
It has its own deep depth to make you wonder
The nature has its own secrets for all the time to ponder
The mango tree may not ripen its fruit of its own
You have your own tendency and are well-known
You want it to dropp in your mouth with no efforts
No one may provide you such blessings with comforts
Merely hoping may do no wonder
Rain may shower with heavy thunder
This all may take place in its own way
You can not hope it in leisure time and run away
Life is same as it was before
Your thinking is erroneous and is flawed therefore
It is ridiculous to think about reaching safely at shore
You are lost on the way and may reach no where
Any person is worth penniless unless tries very hard
He may fear before it begins with good starts
He may think of leaving it in between
And loose the hope of getting clear win
Life may seem dull and useless
You may be lost simply in race
There will be nothing more left to trace
It will be really delicate and bad phase
He may within himself generate dejection
Life may look worth for simple rejection
There is nerd for powerful thrust with injection
It may them improve altogether with some indication
Thank God, in day time the stars are not seen
Otherwise time will be spent sky and its scene
The moon will not surface and cool the mind
The wishes and desires may never be on hand to find
Well some hopes can be revived
It is only means to remain survived
Life hinges on the thin ray of hope
The show can never go flop
We are gifted with untiring energy and strength
It may loose some thing on way and not match wave length
Yet it has powerful beacon to trace the location
There is lot more to wait for happiness and elation
So loose no sight or blame the fate
We are to be blamed for if anything comes late
Either we have failed to realize the situation
Or failed to match with it and had no continuation
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I Sell My Soul
“My soul and body for sale “
Offer from fish to a big whale,
When saw a big danger face went pale,
But indeed plain truth and not simple tale,
I can’t grow any more,
Nor can I protect in downpour,
Never faced worst ever this before,
Broken at heart and body lay tore,
I may not offer or even fight,
Find no candle even there no light,
Situation may be worse or even tight,
Worries may be more solution not in sight,
Tough it prove life may prove hard,
Can’t keep it away or off may ward,
Still it may remain, close I may eyes,
Nor it may vanish even I make byes,
I may boost big and promise tall make,
Handle it with ease and eat like cake,
Shaken from within when face rough,
Resolve may shrink when task find tough,
Still I may not relent, and also lament,
But loose I may ground and offer no comment,
I may collect thread and wave it neat,
Try to project success and excellent feat,
Had it been in reach, I may hold good,
Last I may more even without food,
But alas! I am gone and face defeat,
I may loose ground and may retreat,
Still I may hold firm and loose not grip,
Dark may not deter even light may trip,
I still stand fast and put brave front,
Odd may not give in I may more confront,
But as I said I just cave in,
Future lay barren and I shatter within,
I can’t offer more than body and soul,
Life proved hard and I feel foul,
So do I offer soul and body sale,
Story may not find well with male,
But it may find favour and also flavour,
I may keep it low but it will clamour
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Act live with motto
What can you expect from dead?
Can we expect anything from dead head?
Blinds can’t come to the forefront and lead
It is quite impossible to understand and read
We shut our eyes and pretend ignorance
Luck and chance comes in life only once
If we can’t judge properly and take the decision
It will be inaccurate and without precision
We must act live and with some motive
Full participation by remaining very active
Humble approach with firmness but submissive
Full of enthusiasm and presenting it live
No trace will be there when we leave
No one may agree to what we did or believe
It is like building castles in the sand
May come down like pack of cards with current trend
We live with body but without soul
Distrust all and smell the foul
It is to be trusted and trust
We are on earth like ordinary guest
We have shortest tenure with limited span
To finish it fast without guidance or plans
Where will be time to judge and assure?
We will have to make it doubly sure
Life is dull if there is no goal or aim
You can’t thrust on luck and claim
It requires lot of efforts with dedication
Success with honor may give you good indication
Dead can’t rise from grave
You got to be very firm and brave
If dead could deliver the result
Why don’t we go to them for advice and consult?
It is high time to act as per vigor and strength
We must throw whole weight and go to any length
It is not the game but strong resolve to fight
To come out from the dark to find the ray of light
Only dead don't fight and offer the resistance
You must go all out or correct insistence
The success may not elude but come on the way
Keep off from wrong illusion and have final say
Sea waves may remain calm amidst strong wind
Heavy underneath current but weather very kind
It is destiny that awaits the decisive blow
Nothing can stop you even furious river with water flow
Calm down when time permit and stand again
Claim the credit and strike again and again
Clouds will have to disappear for bright sun shine
It may be wise on our part to feel always fine
Who can rejoice or laugh at failure?
Who can convert it in to success for sure?
Fortune can favor only the strong and brave
Cowards may bow more and simply cave
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Yet to be learnt
I have not yet learnt
Though fingers have burnt
Small mistake has changed it all
I have nothing but to witness fall
Wherever I go, failure follows
For the time being I will have to lie low
Nothing unusual must be allowed
I have felt humiliation and swallowed
Is it linked with stars?
How do they influence destiny by staying very far?
I generally do not believe the logic
But it works definitely as magic
I see uncertainty in life with fear
So much pain and agony to bear
It brings lots of anxiety with tears
I am not sure how long it will take as years
I sincerely pray the God to overcome
Why is it not faced by all but some?
What have I done wrong to face such scene?
The miseries and failures not continuously seen
It is possible that I have been put to severe test
I will not withdraw from the race and perform best
I shall go on pursuing and not rest
Until it is realized partially at least
Each day brings some tragic news
I curiously bend the head and review
Make analytical study for the few
I have constantly faced the crisis and grew
I know it will not be over in day or two
I have yet to face and pass it through
The failure does not make man perfect
But he need not loose courage and act
It is not by chance alone
Many times crisis have appeared and gone
One thing is to be thought over and borne
You stand erect and not to show as torn
You had no one with you when took birth
No one may accompany you also till the death
The will limit to only laying of wreath
This is question of belief and faith
Failures may not carry for ever
You may tide it anytime however
The success is bound to take place
You may find the shining on your face
Till the time you are alive
You must live with it and believe
It may not at all help you to relieve
Luck by chance you may over come and have
It is not easy to put brave front
Many things may go wrong even if you do not want
How can you try desperately to look strong?
When all the odds are proving to make you wrong
You have no reason to believe it as your end
It makes you to correct your position and stand
It hard luck that you do not come across the success
Despite having good communication with right access
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As you step in
As you step in the responsible zone
You feel they will wreck you like cyclone
There will be devastation and debris of all kind
Not a single living or bled of glass to find
Once life is accepted as challenge
Nothing seems unusual or strange
Everything moves on unexpected lines
You face the people in form of scoundrels, goons and swine
You show little slackness and they will pounce upon
They will have watchful eye and strict follow on
You are given no respite to regroup and offer reply
It is calculated move and clever employ
The life become holy crusade for survival
You are now fully in for its revival
You may leave no stone unturned
The desired goal has to be achieved and returned
The life to some one may seem to be spending time at ease
To create hierarchy only and nothing more to and release
If you are left with hereditary fortune then life will be mechanical
The idle situation and living situation may just be identical
You may be reduced to just living piece
It may function but may not please
You merely a living entity
It has no new impetus or any quality
Many would have preferred no birth
If it was know to them that there will be death too
There may be great struggle and difficulties
And whole life you will be fighting for entities
Still it has been preferred as holy mission
Every time there may remain confusion
Life may prove difficult with no way out
Attacks from all sides with worst expectations of rout
It may compel you to rise and face
Though there may be stiff competition and race
It will amount to be fulfillment of great ambition
Had there been no will power for competition?
Though it is spread over some specific period
It may be ended abruptly with creation of void
No one may be in position to fill in the gap
It will biggest blow on face or slap
The whole of world thrives on hope
No one would prefer it to be called a flop
There won’t be any let up even if it is very sure
Nothing will deter them even if faced with failure
It has got its own charm
Many birds come across and warm
They come from distant land and take refuge
We too have spread a lot and do not go down or refuse
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A guilt to feel
Do we feel guilty if something wrong has been done?
Can that be addressed with remorse alone and be undone?
What can satisfy others even if we regret and apologize?
Can’t we forget it from our mind and happily summarize?
It is easy to hurt some body and have satisfaction
This is reflection of sick mind and is real indication
You can’t judge a person form his out look and trust
He needs to be understood in depth and it is must
I may not do it myself to anybody
Why at all I should hurt to somebody?
Ultimately what I may get in return?
One day I may be fixed in turn
God doesn’t spare anybody for ill will
He has to pay it here and suffer still
No one may come to his help or rescue
You may get everything that is overdue
If ever you can think of doing something good
Trust me; it will be sign of promise from God
It doesn’t occur to anybody at any time
It is special feeling emanating from at critical time
Inwardly I felt something has gone wrong,
I felt isolated and far from being relatives or among,
Not at ease at all to breathe with strength
Weakness surface and unable to go at any length
Something I committed which my conscious did not allow,
I should have acted wise but did not follow,
Carried away by temptation which shouldn’t have been?
I showed so much interest that I was so keen
It is making me nervous,
Reason may not be true but looks obvious,
I was never trapped before or previous
As I was claimed to be true and pious,
No one has seen or established my guilt,
It is conscious mechanism in built,
Any good and gentleman will feel its pulse
Temptation and greed will have to be repulsed
Heart may not obey,
Mind will not rule and sway,
Presence of mind will take you away,
Only physical presence may remain and stay,
It will constantly bite,
Darkness may over rule light,
Weakness may be encroached with might,
Defeat may be conceded without offering fight,
Forever you may feel easily trapped or laid,
May not feel attentive when good words are said,
It will continue to hurt you more and more,
You admit it openly and pray HIM just before,
You may have sound sleep and joy,
No more guilt but cheers and enjoy,
Immediate redressal relieve the worry,
Need not feel shame and not to say sorry
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Show Down
I feared a show down
With life of my own
Unmindful of universally known facts
That everything depended on act
As the sun was lowering
I felt as if it had intention of some offering
In the form of blessings
So far truly, in fact, was missing
The clouds seemed to have never tuned red
Changed scene from life to that of dead
Sometimes appeared as horse
And sometimes devil rushed with force
Its direct reflection on calm water
Created a long shadow and then altered
It created panic in my mind
I raised head toward sky to find
Was it pointer of an arrow?
Had to observe something and follow?
I got puzzled and looked towards sky
So much in confusion and asked why?
Clouds just threatened with thunder
Was I committing any blunder?
There appeared sign of shining cross in gold
So many thoughts crossed mind and told
There is hope in decline
One must strive for good line
Even hope to be build in sinking ship
Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep
There was no upheaval on earth
There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death
It was sign of divine appearance
One must consider himself to be lucky by chance
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Show Really Down
I feared a show down
With life of my own
Unmindful of universally known facts
That everything depended on act
As the sun was lowering
I felt as if it had intention of some offering
In the form of blessings
So far truly, in fact, was missing
The clouds seemed to have never tuned red
Changed scene from life to that of dead
Sometimes appeared as horse
And sometimes devil rushed with force
Its direct reflection on calm water
Created a long shadow and then altered
It created panic in my mind
I raised head toward sky to find
Was it pointer of an arrow?
Had to observe something and follow?
I got puzzled and looked towards sky
So much in confusion and asked why?
Clouds just threatened with thunder
Was I committing any blunder?
There appeared sign of shining cross in gold
So many thoughts crossed mind and told
There is hope in decline
One must strive for good line
Even hope to be build in sinking ship
Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep
There was no upheaval on earth
There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death
It was sign of divine appearance
One must consider himself to be lucky by chance
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You go alone
You go for self and wait for none
Fight it out all but one
You may loose path but never be afraid
River may change path and course not straight
Consider it struggle and not path simple,
Task you may have but not opportunity ample,
Life may be game even worst than the gamble,
It may be acid test ………….
Make earnest effort and try very hard,
Life may even last as you grow old,
Youngsters may cut joke and laugh also elder,
Task may get tough as you spread wider,
It may be harder than even Herculean,
You may bogged down and not come clean,
Dark clouds may appear making more thunder,
You may loose heart and fear more plunder
Goal may be off and you may still wonder,
What will be in store? Question you may ponder?
It may hurt you more as ground seems look,
Not to loose composure but come out of hook
In peace you strive more for good result,
Chances may look deem facing more insult,
You may feel shame and not even consult,
It will give pain such as somersault,
If you sweat more less you may bleed
Stormy weather may pass without any read
Time is precious luck you may need,
Best efforts to be put while sowing seed,
You are always master but not go for rest,
Give hope a chance and try for best,
You may not fail but pass the entire test,
Strange are the ways but not last more,
You may have you faced task this before,
Never to contend with less but try more and more
Put your best efforts with new areas explore
Why to go alone and not efforts combine?
Success may come but not result fine,
No sincere effort but only little cry
Empire may be lost with half hearted try
You will need full attempt while acting tough,
Fall you may have on surface rough
Aim always high and inch still forward,
Face all odds and never fall backward,
Put brave front and not withdraw as coward
Success may touch your feet as full reward
Life is worth to live and is biggest award
Try for best and always look forward
You may heave sigh and feel also relief,
It may augur well and strengthen your belief,
Beginning will be little hard as fresh leaf,
Success story may speak and heard by deaf
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Only The Brave One
Only the brave one can smile though not winning only the brave are gracious in defeat
Only the brave one though seen as successful never does show any sign of conceit
If for some reason from the Queen you do not accept a knighthood that does not prove lack of grace on your part
That only proves that you are a good person that you are one who does follow your heart
You've proved yourself in the heat of the battle and you became a hero when the war was won
It has been said that your victims were many but everyone you killed was some mother's son
Many see you as a brave ageing hero a hero once and a hero today
But I am not one who agrees with the many I look at life in a different way
On what is brave I do have my opinions but that doesn't mean my opinions are right
I've never discharged a gun at another for God or Country I never would fight
Maybe I do seem off in my opinions but that's your opinion and that suits me fine
You belong to what's known as majority thinking but are your opinions much better than mine
Only the brave one will speak for the oppressed one that's my opinion though I'm far from brave
But fear is a thing that helps me to keep living I fear the coldness of the earthy grave.
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Embarrassed
It made her feel sad and embarrassed
Situation was so sudden and not assessed
Circumstances too were not so pressed
Emotions ran high and worries suddenly traced
She did hide face and almost wept
No one was ready to look and accept
Was it a good offer or to reject?
Who on the earth is so perfect?
Can’t say she is so ugly
Intelligent but look so homely
Black sports on the rough face
For her, there was no one in the race
Right from the day of her consciousness
She faced all words with seriousness
She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness
Some concrete moves on her part with fineness
Was she ugly and clumsy of her own?
Why people, friends offer and disown?
Is she asking for precious stone or crown?
Only honourable living without any frown
She moved with confidence and boldness
People still frowned and offered coldness
She still surged ahead with disregards to all
It was need of the hour and urgent call
Nothing can shake her zeal and will power
Never looked below but always at peak and tower
Only cowards and weak look with shyness
She was good for all move and bright success
Not all look at and praise outer beauty
It was almighty who did his best duty
Who are we to criticize and insult the person?
I find nothing new with any reason
Someone liked and offered her rose
Was that out come of trust in God she reposed?
Was that the inner strength which prevailed?
All far chances, she thought, must be availed
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More than award
How long will you keep me waiting?
All troubles are in abundance and waiting
I keep staring at sky for some solution
I find no answer or formula for dilution
It is another name given for life journey
You may always be kept short of money
Sometimes it may be unwanted accidents
Sometimes attacked by near by residents
Love is repaid in form of rude attacks
Simple allegations to keep lot more at stakes
Life is simple made hell for nothing
I continue to pray for something
It is chosen path to remain committed
Slight mistakes in earnest always admitted
Not giving a single chance for people to resent
I avoid presence and try to remain absent
It is not running away from the scene
Sometimes you are implicated for being seen
It may be sheer coincidence for your being there
Still you will be forced to commit somewhere
Such events make you to think fresh
You are not a part still they try to trace
A tail leading to your involvement
You are harassed and feel sorry for such movement
How can you remain aloof?
Your innocence is not taken as proof
You are blamed for nothing
Even though you have said for everything
I have undergone trauma and suffered a lot
I have lost the war without being fought
I am not discouraged but feel so sorry
It adds to tension and worry
I can not leave the field as coward
I must think new and look forward
Even though I may not get reward
But the self satisfaction may be more than award
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Someones Crying
What keeps on telling me to stay on the way I chose
What keeps on giving me all the strength to carry on
Give me some time, cant sleep anymore at night
I wanna show Im here with an aim of mine
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
Its so hard to find a sign of a way to go
Dont need to stone my brain, I need my head for something else
I wanna live and learn, step by step Im going on
Send me a sign, dont wanna resign too soon
What situation will come I cant endure
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
Its so hard to find a sign of a way to go
Send me a sign, dont wanna resign too soon
What situation will come I cant endure
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Past memory
How long person can live with past memory
To feel sad whole day and night with so much sorry
Adding tension, causing concern and worry
This is something one must avoid to carry
I come across many people with strong attachment
They cry whole day and pass pessimistic statements
It is nothing but creation of confused mind
No one can really go forward for solution to find
Smile is such thing and can be had for no cost
It is missing in most of the cases with real face lost
They find end of world with slight setback
Relation is soared with development of cracks
The face bears great sense of satisfaction
The smile is very good parameter for such action
It is reflected as very good sign
One must accept the fate and silently resign
The is loosing its flavor when detached from plant
No one can restore its charm the way it is wanted
Once broken from its link with no more hope
Everything goes wrong and it flops
The face remains swollen and complete barren
This does not take place or happen all of sudden
It has its roots from the emancipation of mistrust
Then there is left little scope for any kind of trust
Only true friends may have little time to listen to your woes
The sad tale may go unheeded or unheard even if it flows
It looses its relevance if you are not sure of what is in mind?
No one may give credence to your tale even if you are so kind
You must make choice for past and present
You can’t remain attached to past and remain physically absent
That state is not acceptable in its any form
You need complete change with attitudinal reform
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I
What makes to think about me?
It is “I” who did this and not we
Simple creation of dangerous trend
Really needs some change to mend
I simply stare at sky and wonder
Why do they hang there? I ponder
Clouds never think when they thunder
We still do………………
Love, hatred and agony reflect in eye
So many questions but don’t find answer why?
I can’t dare to ask and feel little shy
Always wish to ride on wings and fly
What stops you from becoming humble?
Is it momentary bursts as water’s bubble?
Putting up of brave front for existing trouble?
Is it your inner ego which turns the table?
If you remove or isolate “I” from an eye
World may look so colourful without facing bye
Good wishes and welcome will boost the morale
Warmth in relation and freshness in air when inhale
When you project yourself as central figure
Take it for granted it is end of your tenure
People may laugh it out and consider you immature
Nothing may augur well when you find against your nature
Neither it is not for pushing self to aside
Nor avoid or neglect the interest beside
It is only the way or mode of projection
That may invite wrath and objection
Why learned people try to be honest in approach?
Does any one need lessons or coach?
It is simple way of adoption and practice
You may take it as an ordinary advice
I would always love to be in limelight
Day shouldn’t end and come the night
Must get everything without any fight
Failed to grasp what is wrong or right?
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After You Left
When some one departs from life very early
We remain quiet and peaceful internally
Think about old memory and his good side
And cry when unable to control it and hide
Such is the situation when husband is no more
The life becomes hell therefore
No one is there to take care and look after
Many worries about children as how to cater
If something is left behind as fortune
Then it is good and better than any none
But if left behind high and dry
Big question arises as to how to tackle and try?
You are and were together
He was your success and feather
You were trustful and till remained
With absolute integrity and maintained
No one remains here a day longer
When you have to leave despite being stronger
That is divine cycle and must be respected
More of pain and grief is sometimes not well reacted
Face the situation as it approaches in
It may stay for some period but won't remain
For the time longer than required
So it got to be accepted and admired
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All the chances
You have all the chances for success
You may have opportunity for its access
You may not face crest fallen situation
You have strong nerve and clear intuition
There lie enough reasons for outcome
The success story may find the welcome
Whom do you go for and credit it with?
Will you laugh it out by showing all the teeth?
It requires tremendous courage and strength
You must be prepared to go to any length
It is secrecy of your plans that led to stunning victory
It saved you from insult and further sorry
You do anything and everything you like
you can raise your voice with blaring mike
Create artificial scarcity and compel the price hike
nothing can stop you from riding on bike
Success is not the one man’s pride moment
You can’t make it as your sole achievement
there is someone else to share it with you
Your partner has equal share and it is true
You have every right to play the life as game
You may earn good fame and name
Success and failure should be treated as same
It should not be matter of contention where from it came
We are human beings and treat it differently
We swallow the success silently
We would never like to share it with anybody
Your concern is appreciated but may not be liked by many
There should be no differentiation between man and woman
It is platform that is shared between two as common
It may be sheer coincidence that credit goes to male
There is no compulsion on male to pass it on to female
Life simply moves on with all good changes
Both the partners pull it on and manage
There is no tussle for sharing the honor
It is considered as nothing but common
We have full proof system that looks so sound
You may witness it in all the rounds
Complete joy and harmony is always found
You will have to adjust as you are loosely bound
You may heave a sigh of relief
It is your observation and strong belief
You may not like to loose the sight
Whether you may be proved wrong or right
It will go on and not change a slight
May be there at the end a light?
All goodness seemed to be in sight
will not appeal me as path right
There is always window or room to improve
You have enough time to excel and prove
You will have to remain there in the game
Though the situation might have not remained same
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Position
I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention
How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart
It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry
Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles
Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition
What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find
Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences
It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess
You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find
Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over
I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind
This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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