Not to end
I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend
Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way
I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?
Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath
I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry
It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival
Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall
To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?
I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage
It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate
To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Pray
Give me the courage to go outside
With my head held confidently high
Make me face the outside world
Instead of hiding in my room wanting to die
Give me the power to confront and shout back
To those who feel they need to show me disrespect
To pluck up the courage to voice my opinion
To stop being such a nervous wreck
Help find me the strength that I need so much
To eat what ever I choose
To skip the exercise without a care
and not be bothered about weight I want to lose
Please show me how I can start to enjoy life
And be thankful that I live each day
To show me that my depression can be beat
And that it will all go away
I cant get the suicidal thought out of my mind
Im in complete and utter despair
I don’t know what else I can do
This is my desperate prayer
Secret behind
What is secret behind seeking some favor?
Are we not capable of enforcing it for?
Anything can be made possible with hard labor
To feel real happiness then it must start with neighbor
If neighbor is well looked after or properly understood
There won’t be any chance left for being misunderstood
If you have hostile neighbor and things are unfavorable
Nothing can be dreamed off or make it attainable
Despite these entire handicap we look toward to divine blessings
When we pray to God with clear heart nothing goes missing
We expect almighty to steer our course in midst of crisis
It is total communication with Him and is full of emphasis
Prayers are neither meant for seeking wealth
Nor for asking immunity from bad health
It is for granting love and peace to avoid death
To grant poor some means of living for not inviting wrath
If poor are hungry and staved
No homes will be free and saved
There is enough of strength in prayers
It has served as tonic and offer different form off layers
It is human weakness that we look towards Him in distress
We find it totally unmanageable to come out of mess
When we have nothing or no ways out for any kind of rescue
We whole heartedly go in for seeking blessing and ask for review
We know it from the beginning that we are absolutely nothing
We must adhere to some true norms to achieve something
If our life is ordinary and true to the divine allegiance
Life may be passed of easily even thought might have faced some variance
But if we totally deny the existence of any divine power
No one may buy any argument or even followed by fewer
Bulk of people have already decided in going for
It is to be decided what we are waiting for to be sure
Normally it is considered our secret strength
We have belief in divine powers with religious length
We know for sure that we may have any type of solution
Once we decide to go in for it with commitment and resolution
Some people are blind to the realities
They have their own logic for failures and uncertainties
They will not seek any remedial blessings in prayers
Even though they have repeat setbacks and failures
The life is carried on with strong belief
It may not provide any immediate relief
But certain some sort of mental peace will be there
Nothing more as miracle can be expected here
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Suicide- A great concern
Why person is pushed to end his life and depart?
Why such sad state of bankruptcy enters as part?
Is there no other way to deal with troubled situation?
It is equally possible to have felt fed up with its continuation
When you are driven to desperation and at brink of disaster?
You loose all sense of humor and forget even your mentor or master
No one is striking in your mind for easy solution
Not even close friends you remember for their contribution
What have we done to our children?
We don't allow them to go alone even
While taking examination we wait outside gate and supply chits
How can we expect children not to turn out to be cheats?
Where is the courage to face in crisis when thrust open?
Where the moral stand to be taken when left alone?
Driving in despair and loosing the patience?
Why always in hurry to end life with insistence?
We need someone very near to hear our woe
It will never push you to the wall or throw
You can be driven to some concrete and positive end
This is how the assistance cane be extended by relatives and friends
It is cowardice to end life due to some failure
We have not geared our children to feel secure
They are being provided with complete protective cover
They are not only down with courage but lost the confidence moreover
Many students end up the life for no reason
They have no ability to stand up like successful person
In life struggle they lack not only criteria but will too
This aspect is something very relevant and very true
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Y
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Pure soul first breath is filled with sin
A young child just born quit suffering
A mother's greed, get high, chasin' ghosts again
This will happen over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
I look into your eyes, I feel your pain, life's insane
I'm gonna do my best to try again and live again
I know we're all the same, we live our lives it's like a game
And still we do it over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
First communion done, now your life has just begun
Second plot the whole world is looking with a gun
Another child will do it when he's on the run
The vicious circle of life has just begun!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you!
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be sooo cruel!
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
It's all, yeah, it's all
Don't ask us Y!
It's all decided for you
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Love Is Blind
Love is blind- it has no barriers, it has no time.
It has no eyes with which to see
It has no voice to call on me.
It just has an inner strength, on which it depends
To say if the love is right or wrong
Which will make it weak or strong.
Love is blind it can not see
It can not say what the future hold for me.
I felt I was falling deeper into the depths
Of her eyes, like a whirlpool pulling me in
Deeper and deeper and no end in sight
No matter how I struggled I was losing this fight.
I decided to let go and face what was ahead
For in her love I was dead.
In stead she lifted me up high into space
Where I could see the love in her face.
Love has no crystal ball or a guiding star
It can not see if it is near or far.
Love doesn’t come when you call its name
It has no face, it has no shame.
It matters not if you’re young or old.
Love is strong, love is bold.
It will touch the coldest heart and make it melt
Bring out feelings you never felt.
Love knows no color or religious belief
It just makes your spirit find relief.
Love can control you, no matter what
You may think or say.
Love in your soul is here to stay.
Love is blind, but love is sweet
It is this worlds biggest treat.
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Don't forget
Whether it love, attachment or infatuation
Remember and don’t forget me in any situation
You may not know how much I care and love you
I take it as sacred to that the name of the Thou
Is it magnetic pull, internal feelings or divinity call?
Person may not mind jumping even high wall
He is sure of everything except his own down fall
Life game is set in with colorful rolling ball
No one knows who will offer blow or first kick
No hard hitting with sweet promises to stick
If no success in life then hard wounds to lick
What will be left other than words to speak?
I have strong apprehensions in mind
Life may turn cruel and will not be kind
Journey may on but on parallel track
Joy and happiness will never be back
I wish to fly high and touch endless blue sky
Wings are strong enough but won’t be able to touch, why?
Nothing seems to be unfavorable but still may elude
Dreams may be scattered without any prelude
I can face the storm and swim rough sea
I can judge calmness, under current and see
Possible future struggle to get something new
Will it be possible if make concerted bid to renew?
Can you reassure me you shall definitely wait?
Withstand all the pressures and never be late
Embrace me with pure love and not with hate
I shall crash against solid wall or Iron Gate
Your words may infuse new lease of energy and strength
I shall have enough will power to go at any length
It will always remind me of bright hope next day
I shall have endeavor to see future possible way
I may not be able to miss you even if you miss
It will constantly remind of hollow words or promise
I shall die not because of dishonor but with disillusion
Life will be living hell with simple hollowness and confusion
It is how I see the future for both of us?
Many bad thoughts may cross mind and influx
It will be very hard to sustain possible blow
Life may inch toward death not fast but slow
People may not want us to unite
Inflame the passion and slowly ignite
I may sustain any blow or cruelty
It will be then slur on part of beauty
It will not be easy to forget and forgive
Life is not commodity to take and give
It has divine bonds to last for ever
Remember always and forget never
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A certain belief
I was guided by complete faith in certain belief
I used to get many tips or certain brief
It was helping to come to the near solution
I too was helped by strong resolution
Though it has ruled me from the day I gained conscience
I am not blind or averse to the fact of science
Some of the facts have definitely influenced
I my self have taken some decisions and distanced
It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination
She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honor
No more surprises but considered need of an hour
Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?
I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak
It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
She has s o much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears anytime as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop it and see to it not go in vain
She has complete universal expression on her face
So has so much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live with and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated and expressed in voice
The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can’t be measured by standing only on sand
You got to swim across the sea and dive to the sea bed
Hidden innumerable treasures found in form of while blue and red
Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings better in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings even if bitter pills to swallow
She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Carry Our Cross of Shame
Life can sometimes lead to hopeless, confusion and feeling torn in life,
We all have these feelings at times, but with the Lord's Strength it will help us through any strife.
There are times when all of hopes are going to die,
This is when we need to reach down and get some and never give up, but try.
So as we go looking for hope going through the dark wilderness of shame,
Try to hold that head high and make that hope turn into the reality game.
Reality only comes when faith is a way of life and we try to do every idea until it is complete.
By doing this will show the Lord and world there is no need to cheat.
Because our head will be held high even though we will still,
'Carry our Cross of Shame, '
And we will lead a graceful and happy life in His Name.
poem by Frank Pulver
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Love, Hope, and Faith
We live tomorrow
the dreams of today
Our hopes of the future
gives us faith along the way
Love is the river
of this wakened state
Its never out of time
its never too late
It gives us life
as it flows through our lives
It tears through confusion
loneliness and strife
Love cuts a clear path
through the test of time
You can see where it has been
and watch it unwind
Free as a river
that you can’t control
You can’t even say
where it might flow
Hope is a power
that cant be taken away
It can pull you through
even the toughest of days
Hope can keep you going
when everything else fails
It keeps you company
on the loneliest of trails
Faith is ever daring
in the face of defeat
It can bring you courage
that nothing can beat
Faith is never doubting
in yourself or your beliefs
Holding on to what you know
when content is just a dream
Faith can give you strength
to face what the future brings
Combined with hope and love
you only need the three of these
Love is like a River
Hope is like a dream
Faith is just believing
with nothing to be seen
So dream of tomorrow
and love for today
Hope with all your heart
Let faith show you the way
poem by Rusty Gibson
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Monkey Blood
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you..,
Still everyday you question it.
A gift god has given.
Someday hopefully I'm forgiven.
A blessing totally taken for granted.
But at the time I had no idea how special I really was.
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
Love is all the same.
No matter the face or name.
Their is no better claim.
In this life not everything is a game.
Still sometimes we lose, even when everything is done right.
Wishing for a little more guidance with a little better insight.
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
A shadow appears where I once stood.
It grows as the sun rises.
It moves as I move.
It is their till I walk inside.
It is a mirror image of all that is true in this world.
It hides when you hide.
It is brave when you brave.
Standing strong, even when I'm so weak all emotion nearly gone.
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
We're not so different after all.
Beauty in the eyes of the beholder.
A shallow hal syndrome.
A sickness I will not condone.
Equals in everything good and great.
They are always more then enough reasons to celebrate.
For in this life their is still plenty of breaths to take.
And in this life their are still plenty of mornings to wake..
And in this life ohhh ohhh,
And in this life ohhh ohhh you still have a smile even if it is only sometimes.
Trust me when I say every thing will be just fine.
Even when its not.
An uplifting of ones spirit.
I give you strength.
I give you courage.
I give you everything I have without a single regret.
Even upon the abuse of it I'll still never regret it, no never.
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
We're no so different after all.
Beauty in the eyes of the beholder.
A shallow hal syndrome.
A sickness I will not condone.
Equals in everything good and great.
They are always more then enough reasons to celebrate.
For in this life their is still plenty of breaths to take.
And in this life their are still plenty of mornings to wake..
And in this life ohhh ohhh,
And in this life ohhh ohhh you still have a smile even if it is only sometimes.
Trust me when I say every thing will be just fine.
Even when its not.
An uplifting of ones spirit.
I give you strength.
I give you courage.
I give you everything I have with I single regret.
Even upon the abuse of it I'll still never regret it, no never.
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
I cut myself to share my monkey blood.
To show you what we're all made of.
I'm no different than you.
I'm no better than you.
Then you, then you.., I
Finally the last cut has been made.
Their nothing left to show.
And now I must go.
Oh please don't easyly forget what I told you.
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Don't Give Up
I thought it was a failure, so I decided to quit
Not realizing success would come in just a little bit
I tried and tried and tried again but had nothing left to give
I knew that life it is so short, so I decided I would live
I left all I once valued and vowed to never look back
All I saw was emptiness and a world all full of black
So all my labor was in vein but I will never know
For the life that I have left behind I will never go
The pain and hurt and suffering and all I have been through
I lost a big part of myself, the part that I once knew
Now I'm old and wonder, what if I had tried
To chase the dream and find success, instead the dream had died
I wonder had I hung on more and maybe took a chance
Instead of a life of labor, I would have a life of dance
The one's we leave behind sometimes, are human and make mistakes
But never underestimate, the changes Jesus makes
For the odds they are against us, in a life that's full of sin
But I can guarantee you one thing, with Jesus you will win
So will you walk away from things, when your feeling down and beat
Or will you trust in the One, who can accomplish any feat
For he loves you more than you know and can complete any task
So remember you will never get, for something you never ask
So don't give up, keep trying. Or you will never find out
The victories that God will bring, that's what his plan's about.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The time is running out
The time is running out
I face the worst possible rout
I still do not know what is it all about?
There is more of suspicion and clout
I bow down to God and pray for courage
I knell down and sincerely ask about the ways to manage
This is the only when to come out of crisis
The religion and belief has its deep basis
I am tired of all these politics
I am not convinced by any of statistics
It has nothing to do with my inner voice
I prefer peace with less noise
I search peace from all the direction
But it needs all resolute actions
I can not afford to be impatient
As the situation is very complacent
Let time run out and pressure too mount
It should not off balance or lead to any amount
It is constant drive and frantic search
I can not halt but have to make march
It is compelling me to withdraw
I am unable or in position to draw
It is pushing me to the extreme corner
I am asking for favor and support to garner
I have no strength to go further and move
It has developed fatigue and can’t remove
It may strand me and prove disastrous
I have to move on continuous
I had decided to give up at one stage
In such condition it is difficult to manage
The desperate search should not be left
The need to go on is definitely felt
I would love to move on
The crisis should be blown over and won
It may prove suicidal if relented
You will be pushed and shunted
I need moral support from friends
To some extent It may help to end
It encourages you to stand up and fight
Only the search and cause should be right
It is very hard and truly unbearable
I have many doubts but still capable of
It may not ruin me completely but Cripple
The misery will be doubled or tripled
I may be hardly in position to go ahead
You all have to land me support and lead
I know the fate and can clearly read
I want to live with honor and raise the head
Come to my rescue if you really can
From pillars to post I have ran
It has paid me no reward on return
I wan t it to be changed or turned
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little Fatigue
I felt little fatigue and tiredness
It reflected clearly on my face
I searched for tree's shed
The feet were unable to lead
It started with deep breathing
Lungs were in trouble and heart was beating
Faster than the rate permissible
I felt deeply and sensed it as trouble
Sun was at its height
I thought it will be too late
It was certain to be taken over by fate
I decided to rush towards gate
I don't know how far I rested
But my patience was tested
I was approaching some dead end
Now I must think seriously and change the trend
I never saw shade of body this before
I was arrogant in behavior therefore
I never thought that I am growing old
One day I may have to bid bye to the world
First time I witnessed shadow
I had not allowed it to grow
Kept body fit and exercised
But last leg of journey was not revised
The shadow was taking me over
It had grown larger than my full body cover
I realized it was real life with evening
The crisis was not over but deepening
First time I felt like and old man
Far away from the truth as human
Life was never meant to result in such tragedy
I felt over it several times already
I shall not be dejected
As mind had over reacted
It is blessed cycle of eternity
Put into practice by almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ever Present
You,
Most High...
Know who I am.
With you,
Ever present...
In my mind,
My whereabouts anytime...
Is not diificult for you to find.
You,
Most High...
Know where I am.
With my emotions deeply felt,
Under the radiance of Your Sun...
I welcome with the rising,
And when the setting of it is done.
Stripped to disconnect and distanced,
I once had a need to believe...
I could be out of Your view.
I use to wish to escape from Your Omnipresence...
And those obstacles that would test,
Until I saw my own way through.
But with You,
Most High...
I am so glad I've decided,
To seek challenges to undo.
And to self examine and reflect...
Why I 'must' do as You choose.
You,
Most High...
Know who I am.
And You Most High...
Know 'if' I chose to I could stand,
From a fall.
To come to realize...
You are my ALL.
And to You,
Most High...
I raise my head,
In devoted praise.
You,
Are ever present in my life.
And the reason I exist...
With a flowing of encouragement You give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Is A Tough Game
As I scribble
On a small piece of my life's paper
I need courage and strength
To face the challenges
That test my spirit and mind
For my soul is burdened
And I feel drained out
And see myself wandering in wilderness
Passing through storms and fear
For life is a tough game
And I need to strengthen my faith
And have courage to open my mind's eye
To see divine plan unfolding in my life's path
With confidence and grace.........
I need peace and solace
To restore my balance
To lessen my heartache
And soul's burden
And enjoy the richness of small things in life
So I can heal quickly
And get the ability to move on
And enter the door of opportunity
Where God's tender love is present
To move on and on
For life is a tough game
And I need to strengthen my faith
And have courage to open my mind's eye
To see divine plan unfolding in my life's path
With confidence and grace.........
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Very Good Of Human
It is very good of human
That we act as man or woman
Life is not at all limited
Many things are omitted
Still may be early days
Things may come and go away
We need to find solution
With strong faith and resolution
Try your level best
Stand against the crucial test
That may give you way out
May ward off possible rout
It is natural to have imperfection
But can be addressed with action
With resolve not to repeat again
Even if that may cause little pain
Life is not meant to remember past
But to pick threads and move fast
You may love to remember His blessings
He may help you in tracing
It may then be called weakness
If that rushes every time on face
Heart has strong wall to store
Nothing to reveal any more
Leave behind the foot prints
If you can pick up any hint
There is lot more to perform and act
Life is wheel which may never stop in fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Loose The Face
Who will want to loose the face?
Even if with amidst stiff resistance and tough chase
Life itself is challenge and live race
You got to compromise many things in such case
I am not woman of strong resolve
But not weak either to solve
I stand on my own feet and look around
Search for solid stand and concrete ground
God may have different ideas for me
I was delivered fatal blow and fell down like tree
My heaven was just turned into hell
Nothing is there to remember and speak up well
He (my husband) was down to earth and very pious person
He will never argue for or against with any of the reasons
We had yet no issues as had not gone for in any season
We wanted to live each moment without daughter or son
He is no more and has been snatched away
This has darkened my path blocked the way
I have yet to raise head and look beyond
He was so attached to me and very fond
How can woman gather strength and face?
All stiff challenges and sustain the race
There is no other go but to run after
Whether rest of the life is spent with pain or laughter
People say I have face with charm
I see nothing wrong or feel any harm
It is way of living that may decide destiny
I shall definitely survive with the blessings from the almighty
I find nothing wrong with the way world moves on
Here every day makes you to struggle and pull on
Each morning brings great hopes and means to move
Only individual has to come out of shock and prove
I am no widow in that sense
I feel bad and at the same time turn tense
But that is quickly won over and set aside
World for me is unlimited and area very wide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dangerous Thoughts
At one point of time I dangerously thought
Lot many ideas came and bravely fought
None of them were meant to be useful
They were all bound to make me unsuccessful
'Idle mind is devil's workshop' I feel it right
No one should take it casually or light
There is heavy impetus in it and needs study
Whole concept itself is beautiful and praise worthy
'One must end the life' to test the another world
It may be looking beautiful with many features and fold
Such things invade and make mind shaky
Compel us to do the unusual things and make unhappy
Remain among family members when feel such tendency
It should not occur often and at regular frequency
It speaks of defeatist views and helpless stage
It comes in mind when faced by failure or due to age
One should be cautious enough to repeal those views
That can push individual to the advices of few
It is likely that no end solution may ever be found
One may certainly be driven from the reality of ground
Life should not be reduced to boredom
Vacuum should be avoided and felt seldom
There are many ways to keep busy
Life can be made really easy
No one can deny about life and its hollowness
Yet we are here to live with and bravely face
Not all people may be born with silver spoon
One will have to face the hot sun in afternoon
Think of those souls who are short of everything
They are provided with no means or anything
They live the life of useless animal and suffer
We are at least far better and in position to offer
Keep busy all the time and live with pleasure
Life may have ups and down but nothing is sure
You may be on the top of the height at one time
At the bottom very next moment sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Take as Challenge
I have spent sleepless nights
To find solution and answers very right
Each time I tried for its way out
I was finding it fruitless and all about
Why at all life was to be taken as challenge
After all we need square meal and manage
Rest everything was out of reach
As people reminded me and tried to preach
I am now scared to share
As I find no place to go near
How I would try to go somewhere
If that leads me to land no where
I thought to end life with no way open
Such ideas may creep in mind all of sudden
I had not known the full potential
As life would be really proving substantial
What is there to stare at sky?
Mind think uselessly about its hollowness and fly
No usefulness can be attained with doubtful mind
It must adapt to the situation and arty to find
What we are looking for in life to carry out mission?
Is it meant for eating and spending time with confusion?
Is there anything to do other than to think endlessly?
Or come in terms with real life and spend it happily
We may breathe as long it is granted by almighty
Nobody is allowed to end it for the fear of poverty
Many more hurdles can make life miserable
Here it may be seen as real danger with trouble
It will be cowardice act if life is ended in failure
On the contrary, steps would have been take n to make it sure
No one here is so sure about his life game
One must live it lavishly with forceful claim
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When I am alone
You were not there when needed
You had promised me when we wedded
That you will stand by me when I am alone
Even let that be heavy wind, cruel rain or cyclone
Before we decided to go ahead with married life
You had carefully chosen the role of wife
You had also whispered in my ears
That you shall be true companion for years
How greatly I felt about those sweet words?
They were like lubricant covered on sword
Life was known to be a weapon with double edge
Not all was to be moving right with so many pledges
It was circumstantial embracement totally unknown
You were never in angry mood with face dark and swollen
Something was eating you from within and totally unnoticed
You were loosing temper easily and totally antagonized
You were there at door steps when I entered home
With so much innocent smile and ready to welcome
I used to forget tiredness as if had totally gone
You were providing complete strength and relaxation at home
Even though we had decided to forgo little on our sides
There remained wide gap and differences besides
She was extra ordinarily brilliant and over imposing
Still she had relented and did not show as way of enforcing
Twos dashing personalities can not remain long at one place
Either of two has to take over helm of affairs in the race
Their true metal will come in open clash at little attitude
Later on it might pick up to dangerous level of magnitude
If any one of them realizes the seriousness of the relation
There won’t be any chance of coming up such questions
It can surface but can be brought under control easily
It won’t ’be allowed to worsen further and brought down firmly
First time I noticed nothing was going well from sometime
It was feared it may erupt with little ignition anytime
She was loosing patience on each and every occasion
I was loosing peace of mind and controlled passion
She would speak no words or express displeasure
She will neglect and keep mum to show it for sure
This will irritate me further to my discomfort
This was first sign of crack and set back in rapport
The discontent was brewing and I had its bitter test
I was trying to curb anger and not showing it at least
She had decided to strike it with full force at best
I feared life will be miserable to prove for the rest
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