Not late to catch
Don't say bye
It is worthless try
Try to be on high speed boat
On failure swim on water or float
Never say you die
It is sheer lie
We are no one
To wish for any one
It may not be easy
Yet you got to work hard and keep busy
Life may simply move on
It has nothing to do whether you get struck or go on
Save one life and help poor
Look after self and help others
You will be blessed in turn
So many favors in return
See it through your own eyes
Use your own wing to fly
Reason out each and every action
Leave peacefully and strengthen the relation
We are human
So called man and woman
Yet life must be moved
Any doubts in mind must be removed
Consider it as mission
Take fresh admission
Start from the stretch
It is not late to catch
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A yesteryears
Why that does not work in real life?
Why is it called as edge of knife?
Is the life so important to lead it peacefully?
Can we achieve everything fully?
Whether we like or do not like
It may always emerge in mind and strike
The past happy moments and association
The strong bond and feelings surfaced from relation
No one knew it may take ugly turn
There may not be any chance for it to return
When i sit in one corner of room?
I find it charmless and experience descend of gloom
Each day pass by with its fixed schedule
There may not be any time left to think in full
Life may certainly seem to be dull and restless
To feel something out of nothingness
I wish to cry in spare and calm night
I do not know whether it is wrong or right
I can not justify shedding of the tears
As it is the matter of by gone years
It might have created an empty space
But it was made beautiful by His grace
There was something missing in mind
Though I stayed very much inclined
I lack he courage to tell them about my past
The life had moved rapidly and very fast
No one had taken any care for doubts to cast
I too took it as new beginning and humble start
It is very difficult to forget and feel weary
It may be ethically wrong to clung and feel sorry
It is absolutely useless and unnecessary
You can’t act in practical life as prince and fairy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Choice of Life Time
Yes it can be called choice of life time
Anybody can go wrong anytime
Yet the bridge of love must remain intact
Peaceful drive in life boat is reality and fact
Where do we land if that goes missing?
What will be left behind for chasing?
Life will turn dry as an arid land
We all must condemn.if any, such trend
Life is not that easy and confined to one field
The stand taken once should not be permanently held
Some times it turns out to be ugly and boring
The other partner gets sick and goes for snoring
At given point in start we may confine to particular feeling
As the time moves on, it is certainly felt killing
Some new problems pour in and you get frustration
Even though it may have nothing to do in relation
Female can be considered as sex object
But not that all the time you over react
It has got its relevance in initial years
It may grow steadily without any fears
It will be one of the ideal relationships
It will go on strengthening the companionship
There won’t be any bitterness so far is the relation concerned
Every opportunity may be explored and table turned
So let us strengthen bond and enjoy the rest
The efforts should be on to extract the best
If nothing comes out of it then must be left to luck
Something else should be taken on hand without being struck
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Joy in life
There is no sensation or joy in life
You are not with me as mate or wife
In every object I see you or find
Nothing appeals me even air or wind
I can’t murmur or sing
Can’t fly with crippled wing
Feet crumble and perform no dance
Eyes disobey and refuse to glance
I have no reason to smile
How to offer or go along for a mile
Everything seems to be far away for while
I continue to live as if in exile
Dreams don’t invade me in night
Thoughts emerge and continue to fight
Tears gush often and simply occupy
Restless night descend to make me cry
It may be cowardice act if I leave the scene
Must looks normal so that pain isn’t seen
However to explore what can be done as best
In every sphere of life even if it is hard test
Time and tide may offer the resistance
To lead simple life may be our insistence
We will not leave the scene and fled away
Continue to find solution and honourable way
Every morning may bring new message
Life may move on with smooth passage
We may care for precious time and save
Move on with mission and sail on waves
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never a burden
Life was never a burden
Something may occur all of sudden
We continue despite all that even
Life cart is always to be driven
One may be lost or bogged down
It may be wrong on his part or fault of his own
You reap for what you have sown
The tree may also be same way grown
What do we expect then in coming days?
Wait for something unexpected and stay
Or face the challenge in whichever way
It comes and pushes our destination away
Despite all odds we have to maintain
Balance with way of life to sustain
Relation with nature and people around
New bonds with sweet relation is to be found
In each day there is something new
New hope with beautiful eyes to view
Only some art lovers can find and see
Otherwise it is always there and for free
We find everything very near
In our support without any fear
To take a new leaf and start the carrier
Scale the new heights without any barrier
Let us strive for new thinking
Let our ship never face sinking
It must float on the water to time to come
Daily new passengers in it to greet and welcome
Life shall move with some ups and down
We may wear sometimes lovely crown
But mind first it will be our own efforts
We shall be the one sailing boat to the port
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A sense of pride
One must feel contended
Even small things must be carefully attended
It gives sense of pride and honor
Even if things are in nature of major or minor
The self satisfaction is definitely a pleasure
Its depth and value can not be measured
It is to be taken as matter for no discussion
Everything is open and for self admission
Life is to be considered as not burning question
Though it holds the key for success and failures in relation
It is for us to go in for its correctness
To admit the lapses on part is really called greatness
We live in total uncertainty
There has to be clear demonstration of ability
You may demand respect only when you are successful
The chances are there to avail in abundance and plentiful
We should see the danger coming from any direction
If you are alert then it is good indication
It will save you from embarrassment
It will stave off the situation from critical moment
Although there not much to worry
Enough Care has to be taken for later not to feel sorry
Everybody will be careful and curious
It will be eagerly awaited making you very anxious
Not all will be lucky to have everything
There may be some shortage or lacking
One has to make bold move and strive very hard to attain
Still the anxiety and cause of worry may remain
It is openly admitted that life is full of struggle
There is no surety of life as it is called simple bubble
No one knows when it may be shortened or over
The life has to be struggled and lived however
When you are placed at the centre of the activity?
All eyes may be watching you for caliber and ability
Here comes time to enjoy the fruits of hard work
It may enlighten you to start new or embark
It is one’s own choice to choose the road
Till it is over it will be felt as difficult load
It may require tremendous efforts and zeal
The enjoyment may be very sweet and real
Any work done must be enjoyed with willingness
It should not be thrown away with tiredness
Once taken on hand then must be finished soon
You may have peace at mind like coolness of moon
It depends on human nature and behavior pattern
Not all may be enjoying in same way in turn
One must develop the quality to endure
Even small quantity can also make it sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With Perfect Relation
Life indeed is with purpose
Dog's life you think and suppose
What does it do? Eats only and barks
Yet the name attached with loyalty and sparks
Life can't be part time
It has purpose sometimes
Prove true to your conscious
Work steady but continuous
Life has mission
It may have many things for admission
For true confession
Yet it can not be called profession
Life is not practiced
It is promised
With noble act
The basic need in fact
It is gift from almighty
Let us make it as beauty
Beauty with difference
To live with in its presence
It can never be burden
As it may have many angles in shapes even
Sad, happiness and separation
To be enjoyed with perfect relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dodo
Go and cry to the gods (elohim) that you have chosen!
And let them save you in times of trouble;
But the truth in this life is for free,
And i have my mind resting very peacefully on this issue.
You are like a mighty man of valour but,
You are with a group of worthless men!
And your name is called Dodo;
But you need to walk through the Red Sea for the truth about life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life Mean To Me Is
Life mean to me is
Full of surprised that is good or bad surprised
It can be tough or easy
Choices it should be what you think
It should be what you want not anyone else
I don't listen or care
I know you will make right one
We all have time when we mistake that
We wish we haven't and take back, but
You can't because it happen when you make adecision unless
You able to fix it
Life mean to me is
Going complaining, but I can overcome it
Everything be ok
I'm losing everyone that I care and love
I feel they give up on me
I be alright again like now
I feel horrible at time
It opens my eyes and makes me think
I need to stop complaining about problems that is gone over and over
I need stop acting like I'm now
I don't care what people think of me
I have done it bad so I'm changing my way
I'm going be ok
Every day is not getting easy
I'm not going let it stop me
I am letting it turn out this way all because of you
I lost most important thing and is you
You are one who turn my life upside down
I was fool for falling over you in first place
I take it on people and I didn't mean too
I know it now than late is good
I'm starting over
It's going to take time
This summer I learned a lot about life and people
I got part of me need to grow up
Right now it in my hand
Time to reach for goal
What life means to me is
Start doing it right
I need to improve myself
I don't want to be like this anymore
Is hard enough already
Don't be hard on yourself
Enjoy life while you have chance
Take a break and have fun
You can't undo what happen already
No matter how much you wish for it
You need to start fresh and over again
Life mean to me is
poem by Christina Phan
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Move On
Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen
Five reached the side one step below zen
One was a female, four were mad-men
Who moved on, moved on move on
Standing in line and falling asleep
Building a fence while were counting the sheep
Wed let you help out but our projects are too deep
Move on, move on, move on
You have to understand that when it comes
To making music
We meshed the styles of five alive and
Intertwined and fused it
Life comes from life and through our strife we
Strove to make the sound true
Compelled to spell it out, in search
Of what we must do
Our house was to small so we had to move
The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove
That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove
We, moved on, moved on, moved on
Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot
Music is life flowing through... is it not?
Dont forget your roots, but also dont rot
Just move on, move on, move on dont be afraid, let your feelings show
Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papyrus Boat
Float me upon the source of the Nile
Where the sky meets the water
And let me sing...
'Row, Row, little boat
Gently down the stream
Merely, merely, life is but a dream'
With the beat of the song
take me back to innocence
as pure as a spring water
Return me back to innocence
Where life is a dream
Float me papyrus boat
Gently to the calmest spot
Where the lake sings its nightingale
To the floating boats in the horizon
For the ship has taken me
To a stormy sea
Where the wind howls
Row, row papyrus boat
Gently to the calmest spot
Row...row..row
Life is so..so real
It is not just a dream
poem by Fasika Ayalew
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Monologue Of A Commercial Fisherman
“If you work a body of water and a body of woman
you can take fish out of one and children out of the other
for the two kinds of survival. The fishing is good,
both kinds are adequate in pleasures and yield,
but the hard work and the miseries are killing;
it is a good life if life is good. If not, not.
You are out in the world and in in the world,
having it both ways: it is sportive and prevenient living
combined, although you have to think about the weathers
and the hard work and the miseries are what I said.
It runs on like water, quickly, under the boat,
then slowly like the sand dunes under the house.
You survive by yourself by the one fish for a while
and then by the other afterward when you run out.
You run out a hooky life baited with good times,
and whether the catch is caught or not is a question
for those who go fishing for men or among them for things.”
poem by Alan Dugan
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My Daily Routine
It starts with Mondays,
And ends with the Fridays,
Mondays come at brisk rate,
The Fridays come with delays.
At times the week pass like months,
Sometimes the months pass in a week,
At times it’s hard to kill time,
Sometimes the time kills you.
The moment you are idle you start feeling lazy,
The moment work surrounds you, you start becoming crazy,
You never are satisfied with the amount of work u get,
You never complain the amount of laziness you spend
At times you don’t get an hour for a timely lunch,
Sometimes you spend half the day on a lively lunch,
At times d coffee cups keep stacking around,
Sometimes it’s hard to find even one around.
The stubborn mouse and the static keyboard,
The continuous clicks and the frequent locks,
The dirty desktop with an exciting Outlook,
The lovely mails creating unending chains,
The serious looks, and the illogical debates,
The grueling hours of lengthy meetings,
Creating absolute boredom and sleepy eyes
There r many more moments, this poem can describe.
So easily we fake work,
How quickly we pretend to b busy,
So lazily we pass morning till dark,
How efficiently v show ourselves to b busy
They come so late,
And leave so early,
You come so early,
Yet you leave so late.
They manage to keep their sleep up to date,
You put your lovely sleep at stake.
You keep working with conviction,
They keep on stacking work like sedimentation,
You try to show dedication,
Work piles on with varying orientation.
You try to show irritation,
Work increases your frustration
The more u become devoted,
Work keeps u motivated,
The moment u become frustrated,
You start getting infuriated.
When life becomes easy,
You wish having challenges,
The moment life throws u challenges,
You start feeling uneasy.
I would not have been writing
If life were so easy,
I would not b pouring my emotions
If I were not so happy
poem by Jameel Ahmed Ansari
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Life Is Beautiful
Life itself is beautiful
Sorrowful and successful too
Prove yourself true
It may pave the way to go through
You have to take life journey alone
Some of the troubles may come as cyclone
Hit the peaceful life and create the disorder
What shall we do then to bring it in order?
Just witness its original color?
Feel and think whether it is the same you asked for?
If not to your expectation level
Then some struggle has to be made to work out well
Nothing comes out as easy as it is understood
Some of the plans may not work out as good
Life may threaten at every turn
No distinct possibility may be seen for its peaceful return
It is rightfully said about how the journey is to be taken?
Let there be initial losses but not to be felt shaken
If there are no ups and down in the life stages
We shall never know how it is to be managed
As river gets mad when its water remain in spate
Same is the case with human being when comes to state
No outlet is found for smooth flow of its stream
Man finds it easy to find solution in the dream
Of course it is supposed to be ambition of life time
To few people it may prove lucky sometimes
But most of the people are striking aimless
Life turns out to be sore and changes are seen on the ace
So it is insisted right from the beginning
The life must be exposed to reality for innings
You are master of your own destiny
Each stoke is blessed by the almighty
Nobody knows what may be the outcome
But leave it for future course to welcome
If the beginning is good and with sincerity
You may shine as successful person with best quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At every turn
I have missed and loved you at every turn
I have miserably failed and now wait for your return
I have undergone loneliness and bore all the brunt
The black patches are not seen as if whole body is burnt
Even with advancement of the age, the feelings do not die
The mind is still active and wants on high wings to fly
Though the body may refuse to go along with fantasy
Still it refreshes the mind with something around so rosy
Only fortunate may have the blessing from the God
He may have to heat it as the wishes from the lord
It is he who favors the situation and makes very easy
So spare some time for his prayers even if you remain busy
Many good things take shape in our life span
Things may move in orderly way even if not planned
Someone may start loving at unknown juncture
That may altogether make it rosy for near future
You may want that somebody should warmly hug
Greet the occasion every time and do not pull the rug
It is at one particular moment that you need dear one
Who can always stand by your side and shared by none
It is not holding of hands or moving to gather
It is about sharing the grief and joy for each other
What should bother you when living apart?
That moment should never come in life to depart
The relation may grow strong only when there is realization
The family bond is different altogether as an organization
It reflects the correct mood of an individual along with courtesy
It is mutual respect and words to reassure for her modesty
It may so happen that you are deserted mid way
The sun may prove to be very hot as it rises in mid day
It may make you to think with some of the alternatives
The timely help may not come from friends or relatives
The decision has to be taken with bold initiative
When it is taken with precision one must remain very active
It is not one time exception or may be over
You will be exposed with flank and find no cover
You should neither be guided by temporary leisure
nor should you go in with alternative measure
It may make you vulnerable in friend circle
It will be more or less compared to hard life cycle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Water of life
Crystal drops falling from the sky
Bringing life to the dry
Growing plants reach for the sky as they start growing on high
It cures your thirst and cleans the dirt
Water does not choose who is rich or poor, hate or love
It comes from the heavens above sent to us from God with love…
Water in a glass, water in your bath, shower, water in the sea, water in a dam, water in a river and even water in a mother’s womb.
The realization that water is important becomes disrespected
Everyone goes on with everyday life while the water is being infected.
Water may bring life but it can also cut through cities and towns like a knife.
Tsunamis, floods it does not choose who to struck but when it comes you know your...
Take a moment and think to yourself
What water means to your health
Say thank you and stand up for what you believe in as this is one of the only sources of life that cannot be taken away.
poem by Reinette J.v Rensburg
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No Regrets! ! !
Mindless jobs of long hours
Happiness nil, spirits sour
Work is critical, for dues n bills
Life so hard, in perpetual drill
Why it has so much to bear
Blessed only ones, but many despairs
Asking for more, losing moderations
Outlook to life needs contemplations
Happiness was there, always around us
Ignored it, indulged in petty wrong fuss
High earnings and status, we ran after
Were behind pace, so moved faster
The little pleasures of life were neglected
Happiness and life, were so disconnected
After the triumph when looked back
Found meaningless success, nothing intact
Still got time to clean things up
Every day brings new chance, fresh start ups
Life mustn't end in grieves and regrets
Lessons must be learned, Pattern require a reset.
poem by Samima Shah
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Remember last year
I well remembered last year
Nothing to appreciate much or like to hear
It was as usual great year to live with and remember
I remained calm during the period and behaved as good member
I don’t know how the New Year will start or commence
I have great expectation from it hence
I must fully gear up to meet it at once
I have vowed to keep the positive stance
Not to bear any hard feelings and nicely describe
Opening up of fresh page from book to inscribe
The short coming of yesteryear and not to repeat
Make all effort to strengthen the relation and make very sweet
It is nice to adapt to new change
It is demand of the age
More you drift to days less is concern
But certainly the mark improvement in turn
It does not need any “u” turn
You must acknowledge and return
To your good qualities to surface
And leave behind everything without trace
This is exactly what is expected of and must be done
Whatever has been done is totally forgotten
Coming cays must prove fruitful and decisive
It must end with success and look positive
The festivals are meant for arousing passion
Brotherly attitude for fellow brethren with compassion
If need be with frank and open admission
All will be well when seen it as submission
Why make life so vulnerable?
When we are absolutely capable
The future can be shaped if not decided
Rest all will look fine and coincided
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone
One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free
You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out
The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead
One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck
You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped
You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase
You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way
It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Glory In You
I want glory
Even for one day a story
Where I can feel no sorry
Free bird and no worry
It is dream
Truly If that can come
I shall with open arm welcome
Feel on top of world at home
Not that all can happen
I shall not think even
She is for all the smile
I must assume her for while
She is hard black stone
Precious and rare anybody might have seen
I shall cherish and adore
May I have your hand therefore?
Real gem and kind human being
Dreamt for life by a ordinary king
Yes she can be an ideal
For a moment to be felt real
She is not all that easy
In real life very busy
You can paint picture very rosy
But of course she is choosey
It is said 'morning wishes are met'
By almighty without caring for fate
I think I am not at all late
I wish her to know what all I state
It can be friendly conversation
But certainly for building relation
Relation that can be solid in days to come
Happy moments to enjoy and welcome
No one does it without reason
If some one is very nice person
What even if you don't meet her again
It won't be with any remorse or complain
I feel her at heart
May be this is the only art
Gifted by almighty to all
I shall take it as happy call
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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