Nothing fascinates me
Nothing fascinates me than sturdy silence
I continue to wonder in dreamland since
No one picks me for being away from reality
Some one pointed out it as real pity
I don’t know what is joy in false land?
I too not very sure who is foe or friend?
Yet there is satisfaction of being not cheated
No unnecessary wait and shamelessly sweated
You are in your world guarded by all fancy
You excel and match with all the frequencies
Music always lovely to the ears and appealing
Not allowing the defeatist views and readily repealing
Is this stage always welcome?
Days and nights may repeat the same
There won’t be an end to illusion
Surely may remain as hard fact confusion
It is neither glamorous nor a dangerous
Both are full of false impression with enough humors
You feel let down of your own folly
The blame and fame is owned by you wholly
I also know how dangerous it is for woman
The position may never be accepted by man
He will forcefully pounce upon and try to pull
I shall be made to believe it is enterprising and full
It is high time I must come out from another world
One must try to live within one’s original fold
That reminds of them of actual surrounding
It seems real, practical and sounding
So far I was contended with sleeping stage
I was fast developing mentality with age
Some one must pick me up and take out for real
Accept me as it is and finally put the seal
I was dreaming all about my coming days
There was no hindrance in any way
I was fully entangled with your own style
I was in it forever and dreamed for a while
I wished it not to continue for indefinite
Day was proving stronger than night
It was becoming a hell to continue so
I had waited enough for the words to go
He is now my savior and guide
I wish everything in him to confide
Before anything take me over for sure
I want to show it to him and assure
It is not sad state of mind
Enough of joy and happiness is there to find
I have no fear of strong wind
It has slowed down and become very kind
I am floating on calm and Lovely River
It is not fantasy or some kind of fever
The world is now sleeping carelessly over
I have found shield with open cover
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Own world
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world to live in
You may flew in to win
You may wish to pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endlessly wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Express it with full faith and resolve
Speak with firmness in eyes and solve
Get on to the target with simple yes
Make honest bid without making it mess
I am in dreamland sailing with happiness
Here is the place where you feel oneness
Complete match with words and action
Can’t find difference with any reaction
I shall not waste a single moment
There will be complete harmony with movement
I shall die hard to live with you
This is my desire and it is very true
Come and realize it to full extent
Don’t express unhappiness and give a vent
It has to be the entire time cherished dream
It has to be precious gift given by Him
I shall be deeply hurt if it is suddenly missed
It will be impossible to be found and traced
Great opportunity will be lost for ever
We shall breathe our last to be found never
I shall continue to enjoy in dream land
I see blessing in it from holy Hand
How is that I have come into being?
I am seen as her queen and he being a king
Bless us for our lovely wish
I swim in water like small fish
I may take out head for fresh air
Go back to continue in deep water
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sleeping Through The Rain
Happiness
Is an interesting concept
That is only half real
Mostly an illusion
If happiness
Is like sleeping
Then fear
Is what wakes us up
And brings us back
From our perfect dream-land
Sadness
Is like rain
You feel cold and alone
And a little bit lost
But it goes away in the end
Determination
Keeps us going
Through thick and thin and everything else
For without it
There is only sleeping through the rain
And being woken up by fear
Calm
Is the blankets around our happiness,
The roof to keep out the rain
The tiredness that keeps fear
From awakening us
Calm
Surrounds our souls
And keeps the peace
And makes good days
Easy
And bad days
Better
And life alive
And together
With all the people on Earth
We get through each day
Minute by minute
Second by second
Until our time is up
And what have we worked for?
The illusion of happiness
The blanket of calm
The pouring rain of sadness
The waking of fear
And the determination of everything
And if that isn't good enough
Then surely nothing is real
Except the sound of
Ticking clocks
Marking the life of
Reality
poem by Autumn Asrai
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Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
Through the corridors of sleep
Past the shadows dark and deep
My mind dances and leaps in confusion.
I don't know what is real,
I can't touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
The mirror on my wall
Casts an image dark and small
But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection.
I am blinded by the light
Of God and truth and right
And I wander in the night without direction.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
It's no matter if you're born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow,
So my fantasy
Becomes reality,
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
Through the corridors of sleep
Past shadows dark and deep
My mind dances and leaps in confusion
I don't know what is real
I can't touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
The mirror on my wall
Casts an image dark and small
But I'm not sure at all it's my relfection
I am blinded by the light
Of God and truth and right
And I wander in the night without direction
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
No matter if you're born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow
So my fantasy
Becomes reality
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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Wise Step
Nothing could go to my head as what was wrong?
Why I did not find best suitable love among?
Was I expecting something more or unusual?
Was my approach not sincere or casual/
Well, this was question baffling me ever
I had given up the hunt for love forever
I was not expecting any more blossoms
I think this was wise step and full of wisdom
I still missed the real feeling of true love
I was traveling in car which simply drove
It had no other mission than to travel
I had given up without reaching any level
May be I was not able to put forth my views
Bright sun rays only knew to wipe out the dews
I was unlucky among all with counting of few
May be I was not destined to get my real due
Is the pull really emerging from inner heart?
Why their faces lit up with smile and look so smart?
I was really wondering what this phenomenon “love” is.
Everybody says the same as these are blessings from His
My eyes may not have that flicker and killer’s instinct
Approach may have been different and distinct
I virtually longed for real feeling and attachment
What it could land in was only detachment?
Everybody may not be that lucky to find real pleasure
It is one of the most rare and unavailable treasure
How one can find in comfortable position which can assure
Smooth life with all the happiness and joy to reassure
I guess it may be lovely gift from savior the Almighty
Warmth feelings and all happy actions considered to be naughty
I have yet to come across and feel all the earthly feelings
If some one comes form no where suddenly and willing
I know it can not be orchestrated or stage managed show
Whole might and true intentions one should offer or throw
It may grow in its own natural sphere and mushroom
Spring may sprang surprise with full arrival of blossom
I may wait for those moments to enter in my barren age
I shall become poet to pen down lovely feelings on page
It may end long spell of frustration for not meeting partner
Who could bring all happiness and prove as good listener
I shall wake up to witness new heights and reality
It shall be best available in the form good quality
I shall endeavor to preserve it with full honor
I shall not mind it even if you come with mistakes so minor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You And Me
Under the open sky and mango tree
It is you and me, you and me, you and me
No one comes near to observe and take a look
No fear from anyone to come all of sudden and book
I am fully aware that sky and earth never meet
In unknown place we try to figure out and greet
All warmth from within to melt so soon
Nothing deters us not even burning noon
Since you are so far and can’t come over
Provide your love as simple cover
I shall continue to live with memory
Hope to meet you soon in no hurry
I have lived long time under constant fear
How much agony and pain I bear
Eyes become wet with precious tears
Most lovely words I want to hear
Come and share all happy moments
Lovely tree branches shake with movements
Branches lower with fruits and garland
It is you and me, you and me you me on land
Who will know me better when you are gone?
Not heard enough words and you are undone
Now I have to wait for another precious day
You will come with flowers from distant way
I want to express in words exactly what I wish
Why I suffer the free air and fate of that dying fish
What you have done to me in these long years?
Have I to suffer and last for love words to hear?
I don’t know what made me to think over again and again
Fully aware of surroundings but unconsciously remain
Does such stage may last for unknown period?
Will I be in position to over come and avoid?
I have no desire to live with uncertainty
It has to have some form of continuity
I know you may be won over one day
God only know how and which way?
You may flow with me as free wind
It may be union of its own kind
Just speed up and shake complete thing
Try to reach me with powerful wings
You will have to wait for cool breeze to sat in
Situation from no win to almost win
Who says love after long wait can’t succeed
If desire is left alone and set to be freed
I have won over despite heavy odds
It has come as surprise with your approval or nods
What remains to be seen is its complete success
Heart to heart and mind to mind with full access
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Wished It
You neither came forward
Nor looked backward
To reassure me of sweet words
That was spoken in presence of lord
It was total surprise
But that did not cut much ice
I was well prepared
And almost dared
I wished it to happen
But not all of sudden
You were to come in open
Declare your resolve and assert it even
Oh, you did not look at me
As if I was bonded lover but let free
That I had all the options open
I could miss and go even
This attitude puzzled me even long before
You were unique and liked you therefore
You were to come and say nothing
Just to look at and assure for something
'Dear can you not speak word in my ears'? I whispered
I have waited to hear it for all these years, I murmured
You are still silent and remain unmoved
Your commitment to me is still not proved
I was shaken from half asleep stage
You just slipped near and managed
'My eyes are not closed to neglect' you finally said
You were heard saying 'It is my humble act'
It is not surprise but well thought over
Balance act and impregnable shield or cover
I was with you forever and would remain so
You venture into lovely world and surely go
If that was the love he intended
Why was I all the time offended?
I shamed and downed the eyes
What was I for all these years to ask why?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eighty Days
Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?
When you're black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of travelling
This is the never ending show
All over the world in eighty days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
I do okay
But right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Woke up last night under the mountains
Driving from Zurich to Milan
I lay there listening to the echoes
Thinking of Iceland and Japan
So many smiles, so many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I can't help the way I'm changed
All over the world in eighty days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
But I can't escape it
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Somehow
Be myself with you
All over the world in eighty days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way
As long as I have
And stay the same
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Get real
If that's all right with you
For just one night with you
If that's all right with you
Get real
Get real right now
Somehow
song performed by by Marillion
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Jenny, my love
She used to be always there waiting
She did not want audience or dating
Yet she desired me and wanted me very near
She could not confess it out of fear
It is generation gap and she is progressive
She is very shy but bold and assertive
Not a single topic is untouched by her
She has repeatedly uttered it here
I confessed of having some attachment
She would not say anything and offer comment
I had left it entirely to her conscience
She was free to express from now hence
“Why don’t you visit my country and see your self”
Full of landscapes, beautiful mountains lovely beaches and shelf
I was dreaming about it and going down
She was spell bound and made it known
She smiled and offered me safe refuge
I had all along wished and could not refuse
She had poor back ground hence little hesitated
I was thrilled with whatever was told and related
Have you ever experienced love with age difference?
What can be learnt out of it with right inference?
Is it matter of shame or to be proudly claimed?
I felt it was not shame and not to be maimed
It might have little sex angle but not wholly
She understood the danger and spoke fully
It is neither her intent nor desire
She was there for me and wished only to admire
I had made myself little known
She felt me exclusively of her own
Love can not be one sided or false show
It had to be mushroomed and grow
I preferred not to look back and accept
Whatever she proposed with promises to be kept
We weighted pro and cons so later on not to be wept
After so many years of sultry isolation I enjoyed it and slept
What did she understand about the meaning of life?
Was it not hostile and dangerous to be on edge of knife?
What did she expect to be borne out of it as new comer?
Was she prepared to be bathed in hot sun and at the peak of summer?
Everything seemed irrelevant to her mind
She had eternal joy and fulfillment to find
I was to prove a crucial factor in coming days
It was her choice and go ahead with challenging days
I never found her sobbing or regretting
She was making her view known and letting
She was prepared what she termed it as real
There was no point in hiding for putting seal
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In any age
In any age, cart load you can carry
If heart is strong enough to remain merry
There is no string attached with condition
It needs no power too for ignition
Lots of old people carry on with smile
Their life is still full of vigor and style
No one can say that charm is over
Couple walks hands in hand with full cover
Sun may be moving fast to set
Yet life is not all that about to be late
It may take its due course to act
But life is certainly a reality and fact
Blow on and move with all your strength
It can be made beautiful with good wave length
It is lovely to hear nature's call in morning
With mild sun rays shine in the late evening
Sea has all power but remains calm
Raises alarm with waves but cause no harm!
What is with us to loose in turn?
It is only happiness to retain in return
There is no more physical death when you feel young
Everybody dies here and remains unsung
Yet things can be felt better in last days
As new and novel method has found its way
Why any illness must come and take over?
When heart is at its full boom with cover?
Happy to feel at one end and make others same as well
Life has all its glory to feel and tell
you may have it all with strong mind
Worries are not taken care of and left behind
We are human being and can not remain complacent or blind
Life is to be lived full length with its own kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Maybe Forever
Tell me
Should I be surprised
By the thought of something new
Slowly
As I realise
Start a fire in my mind
Through earthly desire
To find a better place
Trying to find a way
To heaven and higher
A long way from my world
No tears of emotion for my own devotion
Just like an illusion
It seems so real
This is how Im going to feel
Maybe forever
Im stronger
This time
Than Ive been before
Tomorrow...maybe forever
The power of suggestion
Deceiver and deceived
My senses slide away
Its such a distraction
I wish I had no memory
Waiting for someone just like you to find me
Just like an illusion
It seems so real
This is how Im going to feel
Maybe forever
Im stronger
This time
Than Ive been before
Tomorrow...maybe forever
The sea of change
Pulls me in
Almost naked
Perfect
Angel
Your voice
Saves me
Dislocate your mind
Im waiting for someone just like you to find me
Just like an illusion
It seems so real
This is how Im going to feel
Maybe forever
Im stronger
This time
Than Ive been before
Tomorrow...maybe forever
In silence
In darkness
Together now at least until
Tomorrow...maybe forever
The distance between us
Will fade away
People come and stay
Sometimes forever and ever
Maybe forever
Forever and ever and ever ...
song performed by by Heaven 17
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80 Days
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth)
Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?
When youre black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of traveling
This is the never ending show
All over the world in eighty days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
I do ok
But right now
All I want to do is
Get real
If thats allright with you
Woke up last night under the mountains
Driving from zurich to milan
I lay there listening to the echos
Thinking of iceland and japan
So many smiles
So many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I cant help the way Im changed
All over the world in eighty days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
But I cant escape it
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If thats allright with you
Right now
All I want to do
Somehow
Be myself with you
All over the world in eighty days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way
As long as I have
And stay the same
Right now
All I want to do is
Get real
If thats allright with you
Right now
All I want to do
Get real
If thats allright with you
For just one night with you
Get real somehow
song performed by by Marillion
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Simple and Best
The distance has never bothered
On the contrary it has strengthened
My trust and belief to unique level
Where I feel you may be doing exceedingly well
It was kind and magic of heart
That bonded us together to form lovely art
Where we echoed to the unheard tune
Totally protected but very much immune
I wish and speak it to you
From internal chamber and true
To know you better and apprise
Even if that stands to surprise
I hear your voice but still remain confused
You have many times come straight and refused
What you are speaking about now over dead show?
Where you want me to stand for you and go
This is my dreamland
Where you can dream of your land
Totally accommodative and new world
You need not fear and develop any cold
You were never unreal
I had many things from you to conceal
You were uppermost in mind
So through gentlewoman of nature and kind
I wish to hear straight from you again
That may give me jerk and pain
You are hiding it to some extent
That becomes the cause to resent
Will you be same again?
With app happiness sans pain
Lovely, beautiful and dearest
I shall accept you as simple and best
I wish it is real S.O.S (save our soul)
That makes me to pause
For a while and understand your position
Will it not be now a better composition?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish
This is the first day of my last days
I built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far
No need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away
I put my faith in god and my trust in you
Now there's nothing more f**ked up i could do
Wish there was something real wish there was something true
Wish there was something real in this world full of you
I'm the one without a soul i'm the one with this big f**king hole
No new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell
Gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist f**k
Don't think you're having all the fun
You know me i hate everyone
Wish there was something real wish there was something true
Wish there was something real in this world full of you
I want to but i can't turn back
But i want to
Written and performed by:trent reznor
Produced by:flood and trent reznor
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Imaginations Real
Voices across all the nation,
Echo in my mind.
In the streets,
In the factories,
In the towns.
Living out what imagination made real.
Got to leave the old world behind,
Use a fantasy,
Imagination is real.
Chorus
Im so much in love,
I cant explain,
Imaginations real.
Build your dreams,
And make them strong,
Lmaginations real.
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
No solution,
Hatred,
Fear of whats to come.
Dont cry,
Cant you feel it inside,
Cant you see its the only way it can be.
For our past has left us alone,
With a cold reality,
Imagination made real.
Chorus
If you use a dream
To change a mind,
Then imaginations real.
Think with your heart,
And you will see,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
song performed by by Kinks
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From deep sleep
I did not get up that day from my deep slip
It was destined day and I was not allowed to peep
God’s emissary were at the gate singing me to pack
I just asked for second delay to turn my neck
All were fast asleep and under deep impression
They were in the sea bed as if down with immersion
I looked at them in helplessness and closed eyes for departure
It was not all of sudden as I had some inkling for sure
I had not time left to apprise them or brief
But we were fir believer and had good faith
We never attempted to harm any one
So they had no fear from any one
I was not that old or suffering from any illness
They were sure of my longativity in any case
The emissaries woke me up from long depth of rest
They were real messenger of God and acting as best
I knew it will be impossible for family members to live
Yet they will come off well and I sincerely believed
It was matter of time that they may adjust to situation
My term was over and can not be allowed any more continuation
I reached to the main gate and just turned back
It was calm and quite as I had nothing at stake
It was call from almighty and my days were over
There was no use to pray and ask for any cover
When I look back to my entire stay
I think I have missed nothing in any way
I fulfilled all my obligations and served to well
No one must have any room to complain or tell
I had read enough about next world
It was amounting to return to same and original fold
I left it to future assumption and stayed calm
God has created two layers false and realm
I am sure of right treatment when presented
I prayed all the way and willingly consented
I had done nothing wrong to feel shame or resent
I am planning now my self in better way to present
I will be in better position to explain
Life as such has not been spent to go in drain
I was really careful in not choosing the evil
As it was not going to help me with clear will
Next world may not be that horrible and frightening
It was showing me some courage with inner lightening
I was nearing the place with full satisfaction
I was in full control and really it was very good indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Make it lovely
I wish I could make it lovely land
Not building castle in air or palaces with sand
I want it friendly and very congenial
Lovely to see it as very beautiful
Why turn it in living hell?
When we can do and perform very well
God has made it for us to live
Why not we shed differences and believe?
Why go for high expectations and later on suffer?
Why build distrust and widely and conceptually differ?
Who may benefit out of it then loose completely?
The sense should come to us all even lately
There is nothing to grieve
We must have faith and surely to believe
What can’t be built around must be done?
The bad days are over and simply forgotten
I deeply search the soul and ask for nothing
Wait for its response and respond to something
It has full sanction with moral authority
The love and not the hate may be of super quality
We got to be watchful for our actions
There may be numerous sections
Each taking its due share and rejoice
That should be accepted as without choice
Let nature rule supreme and excel
We all adhere to sanctity and do well
Air, water and land is given free
Let there be enough care for raising the trees
We have nothing to do with unnatural rain
Our worry and concern should not rule as main
We respect and obey the ground rules
Else nature will turn against us and we may look fools
We have witnessed and continue to be afraid
The cyclone and flood destruction has gone often unsaid
So much colossal loss and we stand as helpless
We have nothing to show as achievement on face
We may not remain alive to witness
The future generation may not pardon us less
They may blame it for our inaction
So it is time to offer and come out with corrective action
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Show Me The Real You
Hey remember me?
Hard to forget, right?
Insistent, demanding
When we were both sixteen
I remember you in the spotlight
You seemed so in control
Hiding behind your wall
Have you ever met somebody who could
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
Guidelines and sub-routines
You make me forget the things
That I put in place to save my face
But I'm not sure if it's a face worth saving
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
Seven years have past
Now here I come
I caught the briefest glimpse
I haven't seen it since
When you smile at me
Where'd you smile from
From insecurity
But you're secure with me
Have you never let somebody in to
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
I know it's dangerous
Please don't be afraid because
This is your life I used to live
Now I know It's not a life worth living
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
I know I'm acting stupid
Can we make a second first impression
I want us to be honest, open
Show your face to me
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A grace and pity
I stayed in oblivion
Innings over and was back to pavilion
Nothing much left was to be done
Everything was over and gone
Wept for months over the demise
She had taken lot many promises
“ I shall continue to rise and rise”
“ not to be upset, remain alert and wise”
It went on reminding for the days
Life was proving in difficult ways
I was knee deep in her memory
That was the main cause of worry
Every moment was making me sad
I was feeling lonely and bad
What was left for me in this lovely land?
Land was scattered in particles and sand
It was coming in hand as whole
Slipping away and searching the soul
What did she mean for all those words?
Why did she say to look forward?
Her words rang in ears like music
Her departure at this stage was tragic
She meant so much for my survival
I had to make efforts for her memrory and revival
There was no use for sheddig the tears
They were proving as worst fears
I was feelig her absence and it was so much to bear
The whole cycle was disturbed and going out of gear
I must come out of isolation and start
A new life with mission to be a part
Not to sty away from reality and part
This was to be a good beginning to feel smart
She loved music and birds
I loved to watch them now onward
I used to stare for hours together and think
It was takeing me deep but not to sink
She was there for all purpose
She may appear before eyes and depose
I found the ways to bring her back
There was so much to do and at stake
There was no confusion
I was elated with infusion
There was treandous scope to bring her to life
After all she proved to be a very good wife
She used to appear appear at pen end
As if I was her companion and friend
I was deicting her every move
It was noble attempt for my side to prove
I wrote and rewrote some verses
There were drawbacks and misses
It was finally getting the pulse
Everything was taking shape in sense
The poetry is not all about imagination
It has fine feeling with narration
It comes as sacred devotion towards almighty
What are we today without His grace and pity?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dina-my limited world
I have my own limited world
I live with happiness in small fold
“Dina” is no longer any stranger
She has taken away all my anger
She will bring bundle of love
In form of flower and simply observe
She speaks no word but shy away
I see in her real reflection and way
I really have no idea how to go along
I fear I may go sometimes wrong
I murmur in night with only one name
Dina where are and how you came?
Dina is on wall and clouds carry her impression
I watch it with intense obsession
She has made me to sink
I watch sky without any wink
She took me to a lake side
The water was calm and area looked very wide
I dreamed of carrying her in moon light
Even though she was seated by my right
She is no more making any move
How to go close to her and prove
That I meant to her so many things
She has to catch me for something
She opened mouth to say she is ordinary
Hail from noble family but has lots of worry
She may throw complete weight behind
I was something very dear and precious find
She is nice and comfortable with me
I too remain close and feel very free
She is clever but not that blind
I want her to be caring and very kind
She promises me to be in constant touch
I feel pulse of honesty as such
She is great with full of enthusiasm
I feel she is complete incarnation of humanism
She is not the divine figure
Yet full of energy and very sure
She is brilliant and gifted with intelligence
I can’t remain away without her presence
She is thousands of miles away
Yet she has made permanent home to stay
Blood run in vanes and reach the kind heart
Come back with same zeal and have fresh start
I know she will respond and never desert
She has never intended to insult or hurt
I may err to pick her style but I am very fond
t has totally paralyzed me to think and respond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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