No, never
No never felt shy
it never occurred why
it is natural turn
now time to act and return
it is gift
simple elegance with lift
to form a new world
why I should turn cold?
you did a favor
I did ask for
let us see the outcome
be not upset, it is always welcome
it is fine season
there are enough reason
it is response to natural call
it may invite your fall
new creation with tremendous zeal
the happiness and peak is very real
it is internal joy with no limit
it may bring new wave with light
it is how the new creation takes place
it is nice but simple race
it matters less who initiates first
it must have result at the last
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing Even Matters
Now the skies could fall
Not even if my boss should call
The world it seems so very small
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
See I don't need no alcohol
Your love makes me feel ten feet tall
Without it I'd go through withdrawal
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
These buildings could drift out to sea
Some natural catastrophe
Still there's no place I'd rather be
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
You're part of my identity
I sometimes have the tendency
To look at you religiously
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Now you won't find me at no store
I have no time for manicures
With you it's never either or
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Now my team could score
And make it to the Final Four
Just repossess my 4x4
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
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Keep Them Together
Fear keeps them together
Where as they have more to bother
Responsibility to shoulder
Make them happy and live within boarder
Even though nothing comes to our rescue
Yet love is very much there and overdue
Some nice people only may know its outcome
Invite always and smilingly welcome
Love has tremendous pull and power
How earth becomes happy with showers
There is life message in down fall
So much love and passion in call
It is natural to be in company
This concept may not be liked by many
Yet it is compulsion on human being to live
As one race and firmly believe
Love has not many faces
You can only find some traces
It may have one and unique language
Even though there may be many usages
So confine within and stay alive
Make efforts for it and strive
There is no joy if only you give
But concede something and forgive
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A great pulse
Nice hello and sweet words from friend
Really melodious words from other end
“How are you and what is good in morning”?
“Cloudy day but occasionally sun is shining”
“It is raining here and people don’t like through out the year”
I was little upset at her assertion as it did not strike well in ears
We prayed rain God to shower in critical moment
There was so much joy and hectic movement
Children are back from vacation
There is clear monsoon indication
So many parts are reeling under draught
To pray and invite for enough rain is really good thought
What would be our condition if rain is prolonged?
There may be real upset and many things may be wronged
It is in fact crucial life line and fate really hung for it
We are lucky enough this time as it has already hit
It is season’s best performance
We are ready for scene of beautiful romance
It is natural and conducive environment
It draws enough of attention and beautiful comments
As we are part and parcel and obey to his call
We have nothing to offer but simply to fall
It may go well with all his planning
It is nice and good beginning
The new wild life may emerge
old and new may unite and merge
There may be fresh impetus to make it lovely
It is dividend from nature paid handsomely
The world t large may heave a sigh of relief
It is result of prayers, good faith and belief
He has all the data in his store
We need to assess and only to explore
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be Always Right
Smile paves the way
Gentle touch takes you away
To a far away land
To loiter with happiness in dreamland
It is all natural
Nothing is occasional
Waterfall may make you to wonder
Why rain clouds so thunder?
Nothing is abnormal
All so wonderful and natural
We got to be human
Act simply as man or woman
Let us not forget
Let everybody set
And venture in free land
Enjoy it freely as motherland
Will we move together?
Love and be loved as brother
Sister or for that matter mother
Family may be complete with father
Let it be spread further
And be felt by others
Our lives are costly and dear
Why should we be afraid and fear?
I wish bright sun to rise
With full of zeal and promise
Let no one loose its sight
Be simple but always right
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A poems are treasure
Neither poems are lost treasure
nor they are means of pleasure
they are meant to be enjoyed by others
We need not go into it and bother
they are never lost from mind
They appear in many forms and we do find
there is place and existence
it has no past but real presence
Why do the thoughts emerge?
Why do they compel and urge?
Some happy moments to bear the shape?
Though with some bitter moments of shame?
It has equal bearing and importance
They invade sudden and at once
We got to give them place and honor
They may represent reality with horror
It may not be appreciated or liked by all
It may not be able to bring down the wall
But it will definitely pierce through the mind
Where it will generate the feelings very kind
It is simple projection coming out from clear conscience
It is reflective mood of the presence
It might have witnessed many pulses of high magnitude
It may speak nicely of the individual's attitude
Can any one take notes on piece of paper and write?
Can that draw any attention when you call some one or invite?
It may be commented as good or nice
But no one may commit or assure with promise
Many may be writing with great skill and deep feeling
It may not be finding favor or end with reeling
It is not the simple tact of conveying the message
It is not usual to come with the passing of the age
The poems are reflection of the natural mood
It acts like nourishment and serves as food
It is phenomenal development of the mind
It is generally accepted for its rich kind
It is nice medium to feel and convey
It responds to pure feelings and obey
It is not just putting of the simple views
This fact is realized by only few
The poems must find and be read in real context
It must have unique thinking with powerful text
It has writer's mind with powerful couplet
It should not meet cruel fate
The poems are read with zeal
It is not fictitious but real
It may serve as tonic or meal
It can assuage your feelings or heal
It is reflective mood of the poet
He can compose all but can't keep quiet
The poems may serve as eternal ground
We may like it more with intense bond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A 500th poem
Why should I not celebrate it as an auspicious occasion?
Completion of 500th poem should not end my passion
I will have to struggle hard to make poems known to outside world
Even if I am cold shuddered, relations strained or turn into cold
How many inspired me in this holy drive?
How could I be stayed on for long and survive?
Certainly they captured my heart and soul in open
Why should I look back to unpleasant things and reopen
I am yet surprised how could I achieve it in good spirit
Who was leading me on path with little lantern dimly lit
Was she all the time leading me safely to destiny?
She held her hand and penned the thoughts with me
What can be remembered more on this day?
The person who led me to walk on this way?
Or the friends who inspired to me to express and say?
They counted so much in my life to find golden ray
I face no or little problem as writer
I need not convince anybody that I am good fighter
They made me strong with their conviction
To withdraw from race is now out of question
I couldn’t believe my eyes how I could do this
Everything went on smoothly without any miss
How important things could just flew in poetry?
Was it miracle or simple matter to find an entry?
I am firmly placed by the grace of God
Friends and readers have given good nod
I was nothing when put first step forward
Their love and affection is only my reward
I shall continue to Endeavour for close contact
Revelation of new development to the subject
I may not live more to witness the outcome
I am sure the new poetry concept will always be welcome
I shall not be bound by any restrictions
It must flow freely for any actions
It has to rise for the support of the poor
Rest all must find no favor or door
Poet must find space in real scene
It must have reflection and clearly seen
My work may be judged tomorrow
I must have simple ethics to follow
I shall strive hard to maintain peace
People must follow it with ease
I must be down to earth poet
It must not spark passion but remain quiet
Words may go down as natural flow
It will not deliver any unjust blow
Cordial relation and harmony must rule the day
My creation may find nothing or something to say
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A trouble in offing
It didn’t trouble me when she said” I love you”
It also didn’t bother me when she repeated “I hate you”
It didn’t surprise me when she smilingly said” I need you”
It altogether sent me in shock when she said” I need you”
Where was I heading for and what was in store?
I had read many instances and had read this before
This was proving something like bolt from blue
But nonetheless it was unfortunately right and very true
Well, it was almost like fairy’s tale and floated before eyes
Innocent face was troubling me and her elegant way of telling bye
What was her sense of putting it straight to me without for any answer?
Well it may be real test of time and may be happening with only fewer
Real moon shine and twinkle stars did not appeal me much
I was not in trouble but in fact had not thought over for such
I don’t what did she read in me and came forward with proposal
What was I expected to deliver for its quick disposal?
I looked at vast horizon and wondered for the natural magic
All birds and animals had sound sleep and some insects made music
I restlessly moved around for answer but found no way out
I decided not to slip off the opportunity and to think about
I don’t know whether it is ethical or against the natural law
Why at all it should result into straining of relation or develop thaw?
It must be taken as any other relationship resulting into bond
I felt for her immensely as fish may be finding it in pond
I carefully weighted the pro and cons and decided to give it fair try
It never occurred to me for any other reason and felt shy
Some of the questions should never be asked for why?
If it was the destiny then I must try for strong wings to fly
I had no way to look backward and analyze the situation
I dreamt of healthy and fine relation barring infatuation
It was lovely linkage for better tie up and understanding
Though situation was little awkward and more demanding
I hope and pray that it should mushroom and find the day’s light
It must be mutually advantageous and to the everybody’s delight
Love is after all God’s gift and can’t be had at paying prize
I accept it as simple divine shower and happily summrize
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Turn To Me
If you gave up major vices
Youre between a hard place and a wall
And your car breaks down in traffic
On the street
Remember, Im the one who loves you
You can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Baby, turn to me
If your father is free basing
And your mother turning tricks
Thats still no reason
You should have a rip
Remember, Im the one who loves you
You can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
When your teeth are ground down to the bone
And theres nothing between your legs
And some friend died of something
That you cant pronounce, ah
Remember, Im the one who loves you
Hey baby, you can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
You cant pay your rent, your boss is an idiot
And your apartment has no heat
And your wife says, maybe
Its time to have a child
Remember, Im the one who loves you
And you can always give me a call
Turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me
When its all too much you turn the tv set on
And light a cigarette
And then a public service announcement
Comes creeping on
And you see a lung corroding
Or a fatal heart attack
Turn to me, turn to me
Baby, turn to me, Im just a phone call away
Turn to me, turn to me
Hey, turn to me, one .... a dollar
Turn to me, baby
Turn to me
(turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me)
(turn to me, turn to me
Turn to me)
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A unlucky ton
I had heard enough of figure thirteen
When I was small and in teen
I made pertinent query as to why it was such belief?
How come one number can be unlucky to give no relief?
Today I laugh it out as it happened to be my thirteenth tone
So much water had since flown and gone
The river water had become calm to reveal nothing more
I too had stabilized in writing and very much eager to explore
It gives some inner satisfaction as to what has been achieved
To write few poems at the earlier time was always shelved
So many wrote me as if I was rude, illiterate and misbehaved
I escaped all the fury and the scenario was truthfully saved
Many times I was shown the doors to hell
Even though I promised them to fare well
They had some sense of superfine gift
I did not want to question their ability and create rift
I heaved a sigh of relief when so many started to praise
Encouraged me to write more issues and urged to rise
I thought it prudent enough to rise to the occasion
There was no use to pull back and ruled it out of question
The poet is not a divine figure to speak all truth
Neither he should know the facts or have proof
It is purely natural wave that is trying to emerge
It may not appeal all but certainly urge
It is all about glorifying the nature
Human nature, pain and agony to endure
The love and feelings to find place and secure
Its importance and make it to be felt as pure
I have done nothing as such in the field
I did get some foothold and thin position held
It may find some favor on any another day
I shall feel happiness when I will have sway
It is on going process and may not end soon
The garden may be full of flowers with natural boom
I do not know what color I may represent
But I shall try to be of simple flower of present
I may die out or fade in process
No one may prefer to read or gain an access
The creation may not find the light of the day
I may be standing alone on the way
It may be unlucky but may prove lucky for me
The collection is day by increasing like a big tree
It may bear fruits in spring and exhibit to all
The fruits are laden, ripened and ready to fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing before time.........
Nothing before time you get
Try very hard or opportunities let
Neither can you curse your luck
Nor you can think or have fresh look
It has something to do with dedication
Constant fall back may be just one indication
Even you try earnestly for right thing
Things may turn out into something
You may get through without any insult
Not putting hard efforts but still good result
You may term it out come of your honesty
Still it shrouds with questions and mystery
You may think why it all turns against you only?
Not going straight way despite acting rightly
Lick and stars favour only at time and place
No amount of work can alter it or replace
HE knows when and where to provide
Enough opportunities without any divide
You may offer only pray and invite
Without burning thoughts inside or ignite
Work hard with complete faith for outcome
You may receive no good return but welcome
Mind will have easy access and no worry
Solid and favourable result without any hurry
Not to burn fingers by looking at others
Unnecessary jealousies and thoughts bother
Will take you nowhere but to despair
Harm may be more and sometimes beyond repair
These are not tips, golden words or advices
It is simple thought to act in vices
Patience may have many more returns unexpected
Harvest may have more yields when collected
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Easiest Thing
Suddenly theres meaning
To all my hoping and dreaming
And joy I have never felt before
Suddenly theres a reason
Something I can believe in
And finally I know what my heart is for
This is the easiest thing to do
Yes the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly Im weightless
Feel I could fly or walk on
With my feet never touching the ground
And I know Im not crazy
And now I know Im not sleeping
No the searching is over
And baby Ive found
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly the sadness is gone
And I dont have to tell myself
To struggle through
To carry on
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Written by stephanie lewis & rob mathes
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The Eastiest Thing
Suddenly theres a meaning
To all my hoping and dreaming
And joy I have never felt before
Suddenly theres a reason
Something I can believe in
And finally I know what my heart is for
This is the easiest thing to do
Yes the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly Im weightless
Feel I could fly or could walk on
With my feet never touching the ground
And I know Im not crazy
No the searching is over
And baby Ive found
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly the sadness is gone
And I dont have to tell myself
To struggle through
To carry on
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
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Turn a great poet
You can turn a great poet
Only you should have an art of keeping others quiet
Keep group of four or five to support
Rest other poets may stand to deport
It happens in all the organizations
It becomes known only after some revelations
But exactly what cause we serve by doing so?
We make indecent entry for other poets to go
There is no yard stick for readers to prefer
Some of the ideas are pre set and is likely to differ
Yet some kind of favor reflects in trend
This is enough reason for good poet to buckle or bend
In new set up, he may find hardly any one to support
Where as few others poets may kill his chance to anchor at port
None may appreciate his effort to strengthen poetry base
Lot many of them may disappear without facing tough chase
I have hardly any reason to resent
But of course spirit of good poetry is absent
You go after established poets with so much to praise
And not a single word for simple poet to boost or raise
Poets are born and not made
As earth gives up nice crops when deeply spade
It is water and natural manure that cultivates fine
Green corps may stand in defiance to define
Do the words create all magic in verses?
Yes if that is felt within one honestly pursues
Poetry may be felt all along even if ignored
As sea waves rush unstoppable toward shore
Bank may feel greatly elated at striking noise
The sound is heard beautifully with sweet voice
As if music is created with each passing wave
Ups and down of journey surely represent the waves
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Turn Up The Night
A rumble of thunder, Im suddenly under your spell
No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well
The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul
You know what to cover, I think for another its a story told
So get a good hold, yeah
Regiment fooled you, you thought that you knew who you are
A simple equation, thats the relation, but thats gone too far
A time of suspicion, a special condition that we all know
So let it all go!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night, it feels so right!
Nighttitme sorrow, taken like a pain
Black will not become a white, its all the same
Evil lurks in twilight, dances in the dark
Makes you need the movement, like a fire needs a spark to burn!
A rumble of thunder, Im suddenly under your spell
No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well
The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul
So get a good hold, yeah
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night, it feels so right!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
If it feels right
Turn off the light!
Turn up the night!
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Reality
Is it necessary that death is to be contained?
Reality ignored and hypocrisy maintained?
It is just to please the fallacy
Nothing is hidden and kept as secrecy
Why are we not exploring the real fact?
It is crystal clear and seen as tact
We take refuge to satisfy inner ego
It was known to all even long ago
We always term everything as wish of the God
Success or failure by the creation of lord
Nothing we accept it as our own folly
All blames passed on to the name holy
Life and death continue to go along
No one is sure what will be the duration long
No one leaves the work for the simple reason
If it has to come then it will be in any season
No one thinks of dying today or tomorrow
Prayers are made for long life or time to borrow
Everybody is sure of happiness, joy or sorrow
Earnest desire to succeed and smooth flow
It is wish cycle that goes on searching
Different ways of solution and reaching
May be sometimes short cuts without blessings
Things in anticipation based only on guessing
It is absurd thinking to ask for return
We have done absolutely nothing in turn
It is wishful thinking for things to change
No wisdom even after passing of the age
We have been sent here for special mission
Still not prepared to have guilt admission
It is likely to have thought fallout or emission
One should have long vision with passion
How do we overcome unstable mind?
Will there be any ways to find?
Has that found simple state of existence?
We should avoid unnecessary insistence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Breath Of Creation
Today, I breathed into the air,
two cups of moisture… as I do everyday
which was absorbed by the atmosphere
in some arcane, yet everyday way
To couple with clouds…the cold…
and a mote of dust…to take
The wondrous form of…
A crystalline snowflake
What in my most delirious dreams
Tis a heartwarming thought
To be a bit of the creation, of Nature’s schemes
My essence, and breath have wrought.
no one gives thought Of simple inhalations,
Of everyday breaths… ordinary inspirations
Yet in every exhalation… everyone takes
A part in the creation…of snowflakes
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Turn Turn Turn
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
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An Art in Question
What does an artist see in female figure?
Is it lovely figure, beautiful face or natural appearance?
Nothing of that sort influences when he draws in art
It is something extra ordinary that appeals him from start
What nature has to offer to a man kind for surprise?
There are many landscapes and emergence of sun rise
What do bright golden rays play a part on globe?
That is not an imaginary scene or part of any probe
It is al around us and appeal most of the time
It may not be of paramount importance or subject prime
It is how that occupies our mind and we give it a real color
That is an art form and always stays as gift from creator
Nothing changes or alters the course of celestial bodies
Human nature changes with the advent of stories
We adjust the art form to suit our narrow end
It is present scenario and prevailing stand
The deception is greatest art we have inherited
It has taken importance and always merited
No one cares as what will be fate of other side?
Something has to be done by keeping angle wide
We are sentimental fools and make others too
Try to get them in sweet talks and deliberately woo
It may involve treachery, deceit and unbearable pain
It altogether remains our worry and well executed plan
Do any thing wrong that may sometimes be acceptable
It may be taken as human weakness and still respectable
If you try to lure somebody for your nefarious design
Then it shall be unpardonable crime and may not go fine
Let art stay as an art for all the possible use
It may bring dark patches if resorted to misuse
What if female is painted nude to attract cheap publicity!
How is it useful to our existence for any time of continuity?
Master orator, great artists, honest politician and all public figures
May have their importance as an extra ordinary creatures
Nothing prevents them from performing art in their respective fields
They need nothing to shine with veiled cover or shield
Love thou and love the simple art form
Remain ardent lover and appreciate it in any form
It will remain always as special feature to dominate
It may swing in form mix it nicely and resonate
We are simple art piece from His creation
Are can never be doubtful or in question
Nether there can be any undue favor or equation
It has got special attachment and relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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