Oh, almighty
Oh almighty, O ruler of whole universe
I kept on smiling without tears
I heard the blessing coming through ears
Strengthening my belief for coming years
If individual’s perception is taken into account
Then there is lot more to think and count
I am gifted with precious body
Considered most lucky as not to have with anybody
You are always messiah for others
Even if not then try to become and offer
Able and very strong to counter any threat
Kind heart to meet good people and greet
Nice face with glittering eyes
Feeling unhappy with people’s anger and cries
Mind bogs down with human sufferings
Nothing is left with for handful offerings
The heaven is at your feet
Its impact is felt when you meet
The words and holiness spread across
When you raise hands and offer the rose
Flowers offer fragrance with magic spell
You need not to speak at length and tell
The heavenly bodies hang above
You are like star on earth and move
When divine light take refuge in body
It is illuminated with light and felt by everybody
The heaven is down and at your feet
The curses and plight go off when people come and meet
It is not the magic or any kind of hypnotism
It is not related to any faith or merely”ism”
It is powerful thrust generated by noble acts
The kind heart that resides in you as a matter of fact
You have suffered it and endured
You conquered it and not procured
You found the reasonable way to benefit the humanity
You made it known in side you there exists divinity
It would have been wrong on your part to assume it as God
It would have been called treachery or simple fraud
It was not the matter for deceiving others for own interest
It was to be used for complete world for the best
What can be considered better or best?
If that is considered as critical or acid test
The nobility has found its way for very good use
The human body has been used without any abuse
No one can be taken for sure
But his or her acts can assure
They have made right use of what almighty has offered
It is used to large extent for humanity even though differed
The mild heart of the body is as good as steel
It can rob of your all pain and steal
You feel great relief from the burden
When it starts acting noble all of sudden
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Ripples and cold waves
It sent ripples and cold waves in body
You entered in my life as special one and somebody
I thought offering myself at your little initiative
It was nothing but real feeling and very much indicative
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Why and what can be reason for such feeling?
I never tried to know and was not also willing?
I have remained unmoved with whatever may be reasons
He was kind, unique and above all very reasonable person
As teenager I have had some unsecured feelings
All problems start, create fear and send us reeling
It may be called infatuation or only body attraction
But certainly it is sometimes a one sided action
Complete world seems to be at our feet
Sky becomes illuminated when we personally meet
The stars and its twinkling and has different message
We are lost in magical environment with young age
All murky promises to be given to please
Tight embrace with no intension to release
Hand in hand with honest swearing to stay together
Not to be deterred by any problems and face it altogether
Such is dreamy land where two lovers meet!
The ground is unreal and firmly not placed are the feet
What else one can think in the absence no experience?
It is only illusory world which has existed for convenience
Even pigeons take enough care not to be noticed
Select the place where no one can be enticed
It is secluded place and no noise would be heard
Where two souls meet with no fear of being pushed
I noticed that I am being loved so much
I had not developed feeling yet as such
Though I had dreamed of such an occasion
Still it was ruled out of question
When he touched me with gratitude
I was away from me with different attitude
I was loosing the sense for not any cause
It was felt differently otherwise because…..
May be almighty wanted every human being to feel same way
It was best and long waited romantic moment to keep you away
To take you in different world where only two breathed and felt
The glorious moments mesmerized by fragrance to be smelt
I may not be the only one to be swayed by such magic spell
It continued to hunt my mind though it spoke of nice and very well
I may be the easy medium to have fallen in this lovely domain
Though it is difficult to sail through and concern still remain
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A Rare Quality
You land in trouble
The moment you to live as noble
How can you be tolerated as rose among other flowers?
Where as each plant blossoms from rain showers
You can’t term it as rare quality
You have choice, resolve and ability
You may think of performing it from point of strength
Then no one can stop you from going to any length
To think of leading a normal life is commendable
That feat can be appreciated and is really laudable
But how long you can sustain the position and remain s table
Despite having all kind of temptations pushing you in troubles
If some of the temptations are set aside
The life angle can be made very wide
You see wide spectrum with no scope for selfishness
As you have left behind everything without trace
At some point of time it may stage rebellion
You will think of going back to same pavilion
It may be considered as matter of great shame
If something is coming to light for all the blames
When you have everything to loose and nothing to gain
You have no fear of anything going into drain
You have one kind of fullness at heart and mind
That makes you feel great and very kind
People gather you around
They have really found
Perfect and secured refuge on ground
That was never before and looked sound
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A helpless animal
Why are we called helpless animal?
Even though we can help and perform well
We have all type of sentiments to react
How far do we go that all depends on the act?
Basically linked with selfish motives
In case they are so sensitive
Generally not all acts are self oriented
It forces him not to act and prevented
It may hardly matter even if pursued with noble intent
People may still feel bad and try to give vent
The wrong signal is always sent
You are taken a back and offer no comment
We are seized with all sorts of problems
It is all so important when are at the helms
It creates awkward situation when we cut sorry figure
It is helpless position and we are not at all sure
Nothing will go right from the beginning
You will be faced with dark side and not with shining
It is all the time more difficult when there is no hope
All your efforts fail when you try to rope
You are compelled to act contrary
Even though it may be looked important and necessary
You are guided by own safety and interest
You try to come out of it and deliver the best
Many may be offended by the act
They will look at you as unfriendly and angrily react
It is natural out burst that compels them to offer
But in reality they never agree with you and differ
It is human tendency and must be accepted as such
Insistence should not be forced or exerted much
It will have unbearable consequences with negative impact
The crux of matter may be altogether different in fact
To err is human but to forget is totally inhuman
We all fall in the same category and domain
No one is really above the same mentality
Only the act is seen not in totality
How can we address it by keeping safe?
It may be called opening of new leaf
It may be entirely decision of one’s own
The yield will be different as seeds are already sown
It is equally reciprocated in same coin
Nothing goes unrewarded if noble cause is joined
People may term you fool or otherwise
But in fact you are considered as noble and wise
Nothing remains permanent here
Only good name remains there
It may speak of volumes
Name will be remembered even if consigned to flames
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Noble and Genleman
You are not messiah, messenger or angel
Simple man on earth written in fairy’s tale
I salute to your great work but made never known
You stand as shining star and absolutely well known
People say “you are noble and gentleman”
To them you are simple and ordinary man
I know you do nothing extra ordinary
But remain among them when necessary
You are neither a social worker nor a religious person
Yet loved by them and held in high esteem by various reasons
You gave nothing of any kind that might have benefited them
Still more and more plants were coming out from stem
Why and how such transformation has taken place?
You have no personal interest or any ambition to chase
Why do the people see in you great reformer?
Where as you work little and act as only informer
You remain close their heart and guide on small matters
May be concerning to them as little earners
Still there is strong bond and you convey with sincerity
What can be good for them in terms of good quality?
Some of the people may know everything but disclose little
This may land people in problems and don’t allow to settle
They won’t trust other people who do nothing and misguide
Cheat and deceive when time comes and politely hide
You stood among them as torch bearers
Not serious leader but as respectable teacher
Not recognized from any of the big universities
But simple thinker with noble turn out and niceties
World may not take note of you at large
But you have made place in people’s heart
You may not receive noble prize or any of the reward
Millions of heart may raise their hands as award
Let your statues not come up to be unveiled
Let your work may be forgotten or failed
Still that may be widely recognized when time comes
They may shed tears in recognition and welcome
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She is no more
She is no more
I feel my eyes wet when say” Good bye”
It is almost heroic attempt or try
It is painful and shatters courage
Tears dropp and almost unable to mange
I had seen her since many years
Read her articles regularly and felt in ears
As if melody was aired and heard
It was almost class in itself and last word
Her sentence played a magic around
Charm in every word to be found
Magic spell to bind you together
Eagerness to know without providing a breather
I know she is not present today
Heaven bound journey all the way
We may miss her contribution
Complete change in itself as a revolution
Body may be consigned to flames or buried
But impression and spirit will always be carried
We are mortal but not easy to forget
Her contribution is made everybody to let
I pay great homage and respect
Her name may remain for ever as good act
Almighty had given her a short spell of stay
Today she has give us bye with call of the day
*Toddler is no more with us*
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A day to start
What a day to start with in cold!
Brisk morning walk with new day in world
Life means something enterprising and new
Enough time at disposal to think and review
Nature is not lagging behind in its initiative
Everything around is in true sense objective
What cuckoo has something to do with morning melody?
When everyone is tight asleep in bed has business of no body?
"Good morning "I look around to see sweet address
Some younger and elderly people greet with smile on face
With no grievance, ill feeling or unhappiness
I feel great part of this beautiful world in such case
The leaves make little move with wind's blow
Gentle air makes fragrance move and flow
It has unique charm when you are really fresh
Whole of energy is stored in mind and ready to dash
We must thank almighty for whatever has been given
At least fresh air keeps mind really to be driven
It keeps all thoughts to one side and enjoys the greatness
Free from all worries and escape from worldly mad chase
Certainly when you greet a person at the start of the day
Think of goodwill and blessings that might be helping on the way
It is only think that human being needs in true living
"Live and let others live" with true faith and believing
When we greet certain people, the magnetic circle moves
It creates good will around and any kind of ill feeling is removed
All main religions too advise to show the smiling face
Even in adversity to stick to the ground and chase
It is to be borne in mind that each morning id different
The change is visible and is really apparent
The opportunity is on hand and considered as heavenly sent
We should take it as chance in life and enjoy as scent
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A direct talk
You can talk directly without any perception
This theory has existed for thousands of years from inception
Kind and pure heart catch the impulse by telepathy
What else we need if we hear two words of sympathy
It is pure reflection in heart
It picks up the signal and start
The very straight path for salvation
With all the means for elation
It can win any adversary
It is not hypnotism or any magic
It has simple natural law
You act honest as you draw
It is said that magnetic field does exist
It has capacity to pull and insist
It can prevail upon others for definite views
This can be experienced by only few
Light travels faster than sound
This is how messages are sent all around
Human thoughts find same way to ravel
The message is conveyed and felt as real
The message is received from a friend the moment you think
You may wonder and think how it has happened and wink?
It is considered important that how honestly you feel about others?
The same way it is realized on other side too
It is not blind faith or wrong practice
In olden days it was very good device
The great thinkers used to convey through meditation
It was known as powerful knowledge with indication
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Love Devoid of Pain
What would have been love devoid of pain?
One of the loveliest features remain main
Who doesn't want divine feeling?
When all acts are performed gracefully and willing
There is divine touch
You feel it nice and like very much
Love has been the beautiful flower from heaven
You may feel it is here on earth even
Though it has been defined as pure lust
With the advent of age it is essential and must
What has been described it in general?
A simple medium for meeting bodily or in oral
It is kind of simple and natural act
That comes with spring in fact
All flowers blossom in garden
Why some change can’t be expected then?
Some may purely see it as weakness
Fall in moral standard with gloom on face
Some may even take credit in cornering beautiful girls
It may be seen as only interest in dresses, body and pearls
It has been felt both the ways
It is good to remain together and not going away
Life can be in complete with the absence of any
The loss of this joy may be repented later by many
It is wonderful stage and comes to all
Even birds and animals make it as memorable call
We are human being and sensitive too
We must understand, celebrate and go through
Let us not malign as it stands in our eye
You can have high dreams to fly high
Make it habit of attaining with love and respect
Then only we will be able to term it as noble act
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When That Body And The Soul Meets
If it's felt with-in-side,
And you've got it
That good rhythm!
That rhythm would be in your feet.
If you've got it!
You'd feel it with each patting,
Tapping out a movement
That begins your feet,
Patting beats.
Rhythmically.
If it's felt with-in-side,
And you've got it.
That good rhythm!
That rhythm would be in your feet.
If you've got it!
You'd feel it with each,
Patting of.
Both your feet.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's that feeling done on dance floors,
When that body and the soul meets.
And benefits the one who's real.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's that feeling done on dance floors,
When that body and the soul meets.
And benefits the one who's real.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
Few people believe.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
Few people believe.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
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An ugly or bad face
It made her very sad and felt embarrassed
Situation developed all of sudden and not assessed
Circumstances too were hostile to be pressed
Emotions ran high and worries were suddenly traced
She did hide her face and almost wept
No one was ready to look at her and accept
Was it a good offer or to reject?
Who on the earth is so perfect?
I couldn’t say she was normal or ugly
She looked Intelligent but seemed so homely
Black spots were visible on the rough face
For her there was no one in the race
Right from the day one of her gaining consciousness
She faced all words of world with seriousness
She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness
Some concrete moves were on her part with fineness
Was she ugly and looked clumsy of her own?
Why people, friends offer her and disown?
Was she asking for precious stone or crown?
it was only honorable living without any frown
She moved easily with confidence and boldness
People still frowned with and offered coldness
She still surged ahead with disregards to all
It was need of the hour and urgent call
Nothing could shake her zeal and will power
She never looked below but always at peak or tower
Only cowards and weak look down with shyness
She was good at all move with bright success
Everybody may not look at and praise outer beauty
It was role of almighty who did his best duty
Who are we to criticize and insult the ugly person?
I find nothing new or wrong with any of the reason
someone from us liked her and offered rose
Millions of questions just invaded her mind and posed?
Was that the out come of trust in God she reposed?
She never thought of such and ideas tossed
Was that the inner strength in her which prevailed?
All far off chances even if not sure must be availed
Life is full of uncertainties and must be respected
One should search the soul and must be inspected
God has given us fine body with fertile mind
It must have generosity and pity of all kind
What is use of outer beauty if that can’t show?
All human ingredients which are essential to grow
She was not embarrassed now and stood erect
Nothing new was needed for her to feel correct
It was the an act of almighty to feel holy grace
What was there to worry about ugly or beautiful face
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Simple Race
In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
It is the only way to feel guilty
As we are called children of almighty
We are made by him from simple clay
He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay
We are human being and may err
It is neither folly on our part nor error
But a gamble that every individual takes
In quest for obtaining sweet cake
Sin or no sin yet it is great load
Some of the secrets are not to be sold
They are confessed before almighty
With pure heart to regret and feel sorry
He is there with kind heart
To forgive all our sins for new start
We got to assure him of good conduct
This is known to all with simple fact
I shall stay wherever I am
Nothing should bother me or them
He is merciful and our savior
No one is superior or no one is inferior
Let us live as single entity
Prove your worth with nobility
No one takes you for granted
You lead the life as you wanted
Curse or no curse it is your concern
But forget soon when tides turn
Go before him and confess
Life is to be moved on as simple race
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Truth To Tell
When your heart melts
The depth of sea is felt
All unknown kind of treasure tries to come out
The mighty pen tries to speak it all about
It is felt by others and appreciated
As it has something to be related
So far not done by anybody else
Joy, happiness pain including curse
Ideas flow like river water
But any times they may alter
If find with stiff resistance
It will change course without any insistence
You need not think about plot
It is already with the poet
Only needs little impetus
Pure innovation with ample thrust
Little plight may affect your heart
For sufferings of poor ache may start
That is how human beings are made
Poets are no different and don't treat it as trade
Love feeling is with everyone
Even cruel may have it as one
He may long for his family and children
And rush to them with slight bad news even
So you should pen whatever you feel
That can be called Almighty's will
No all can write or pen exceedingly well
Each individual has different truth to tell
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Eyes have
Eyes have the history
With all the blessings from the almighty
Eyes have no desire but only to witness
Show the happiness or sadness on face
Speak as messenger when greet
Show the pleasure when actually meet
Keep the mind and body feet
When time comes to respond and treat
Wish to be real reflection
As if mirror with exact action
Not a little or slight deviation
It is all over sense of satisfaction
It holds the key
Suddenly rises and gets free
To make it known about displeasure
About treachery and shaky future
Cries foul when left in lurch
Flows with tears when faces time as such
No one may know real depth and anguish
Life may lead to tragic finish
Plays part on behalf
As it shares with heart only half
Real feeling comes from deep within
The crisis deepens and clearly seen
What does it speak other than grief?
It is continuous and not brief
It provides no relief
Everything is shattered despite strong belief
Let eyes have their clear role
To make old or fresh call
She has to look high up the wall
But below too to prevent the fall
Precious gems, diamond or whatever name you give
It is super quality to let or forgive
Who does such noble in times to come?
And above all most important work to welcome
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He is dead
He was pronounced dead
The anxieties and bitterness on face could be read
It was assumed he might have been starved of bread
It is regular scene witnessed now days
So many welfare measure are taken to find reasonable ways
It is not showing any fruitful result and solution is staying away
It is miserable to live on without dignity
There may be reason to some kind mercy as humanity
It is curse and should not be faced by majority of poor people
Some honorable ways are to be found to make them capable
If some means are created to have mechanism to counter the menace
The work force can be of immense value to increase the finance
The stability and prosperity can be envisaged with proper augmentation of human skill
No one may be dying of hunger, illness, poverty and can manage to live on still
This is not just idealism but reality and can be exercised in anticipation as drill
As we have every right to live on earth without bondage or freedom of will
No one can be pushed to brink of disaster or given the freedom to kill
It may be considered as balanced view if welfare measures are adopted as principle
When it is professed as free society to be lived by all as followers or disciples
The poverty will not be eliminated over night or brought to zero level
Some of the steps taken earnestly with the good intent may speak well
Not s single should suffer only for the reason not being addressed to
There may be lots of hardship to pass through
We all are here as human being and stage actor
Still we are not inhuman and to see it as spectator
We may function as benevolent ruler and not as dictator
The human life gifted by almighty is precious one and not to be ignored
Every opportunity is to be taken into account, availed and explored
No efforts be let up or left with loose ends and missed too
The mission is to be considered very much noble and it is true
The helplessness and misery is human enemy
All game is being played for wealth and money
Still the curse can be reduced and enjoyed by many
If reasonable means may be afforded and used
The crime rate may come to an end or reduced
More enthusiasm and confidence may be induced
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Something in name
I read rich man’s name on cemetery
I have business to offer any commentary
Was it a service to dead or buried?
What message did it convey or carry?
It has become tradition to put a name plate
It may read only name but his life time work may not relate
It may add to some existing facility
Some times it may improve structure’s quality
It may have two pronged drive
One o earn good name and second to make believe
Whole point of time people might have cursed
But let other people see his name and bless
It is quite easy to understand the logic
It has nothing but fame called magic
Little portion of money is earmarked for charity
This gesture is presented as rare step of nobility
For whole life we run in madness for wealth
When it is achieved then there is loss of good health
There is no time left for its pleasure or enjoyment
Inner soul may revolt but nothing is left for comment
I pray to God for instilling such belief in human mind
It is creation of unique impact and of its own kind
“Let people remember me after death” thinks person
He stresses his mind for this cause without any reason
Whole life we did little or almost nothing
“Why not have cheap popularity or something”
Mind is completely bogged down on different sides
It has its own perception and divides
I know of a man who lived life of noble man
He felt himself alone in this world as orphan
He had nothing to hide in life as ordinary man
Everybody in small town bow their head to this man
It is appreciated to certain extent
No one should shed tears or lament
If it serves the purpose of common man or community
It must be applauded as mark of unity
It is common to read school. and Colleges named after
It is not matter of joke which leads to any laughter
Some of the deprived lots may get benefit out of it
Darkness to some extent may disappear and lead to light
I suggest well to do may be encouraged to donate more
Let their names be added to history and adored
What if some of the undeserving finds their names in golden words?
At least they may find their names along with the lords
In days to come I may find statues with status
It may have well descript words with notes
It may so happen that it will give different picture
We may have false glory with dark future
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Body To Body
Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....
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Love knows...
Love knows no religion
It has no boundary with region
It flows from unknown destination
Makes permanent impact with strong relation
I know nothing about its definition
May be little spark needed for ignition
It engulfs two souls to come near and breathe
Make resolve and take vow till death
Love knows no bounds
It may speak honest and look sound
It pierces through heart and rules for ever
No one can attempt at it or simply dare
Sound may have some restriction to travel
Light may travel faster and speak well
Love is as simple and as transparent
Always considered as holy and heavenly sent
Eyes speak a lot with large volumes
Fragrance spread like perfumes
Only honest people can survive with it as they consume
Start new life with good aim and resume
I take it granted from birds
They mix easily and look forward
Meet whenever they find companion
Happy stay with strong union
I shall go by same feeling
It must come for soul so willing
That may spread like green on earth
Life changes and looks precious and worth
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Thank You
Thank you for everything,
May I dare to say something?
Not kind or unkind like thing,
Love is only kind we find in living being,
I was no where near sanity,
Neither thirsty nor felt guilty,
It was misconception to feel pity,
Kind heart with face so pretty,
Love can never be silly,
Can rose be ever being Lilly?
Rose is king of flowers,
No equal, parallel or answer,
Love is not kind to forget,
Always in mind and heart so set,
Nothing will matter or appeal,
Even offer marriage or idea I repeal,
May not be her true intention?
To prepare for initial prevention,
Never did she said or mention,
Her plan for permanent desertion,
Nothing goes as per scheme and plan,
Nor any body can put temporary ban,
Once it is not in our hands or luck,
How can we lament for loss or work?
I have firm faith and belief,
HE may grant me solace and relief,
I must stand and face,
No question of loosing the race,
I must refrain from accusing,
Stop on thoughts and arguing,
Pray for her comforts and stay,
Living far and far away,
Nothing can take away or demolish,
I may live and not perish,
Memory in mind always to cherish,
Task not easy and yet to finish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Donors
You should always try to be donor
No joy in remaining as acceptor
Donor always has joy of giving
Acceptor has to do it for surviving
One has upper hand and others not
He has enough to distribute in a lot
Luck has afforded him to donate
Others have woes and only to relate
You should be kind and have lion’s heart
Only hollow words don’t make you smart
You should have sympathy and generosity
Enough resources to sustain and not simple pity
Nature too has enough to give
Lot more to offer and to survive
She can’t be different in nature
World is too dependent on her for future
Donate whole heartedly and forget
Live peacefully and allow others to let
You may have talent and gifted resources
Think of others as lovely and useful forces
No one can survive merely on donation
Neither can it build happy relation
Nor it can over come complete negation
It is simple try and thrust for elevation
It is good to stand for common man
Good feelings may be considered as humane
It is not the amount or quantity that is offered
But how much you felt for others who has suffered?
Charity is not limited to human being alone
Not enough is done to the affected ones in cyclone
Medicines needed for innumerable unknown diseases
Paucity of funds worsens the situation and not eases
Humanity may not die and will definitely survive
All the steps will be taken and efforts to revive
It is not that the donor has only feeling and gesture
Commoner too has to contribute and make it sure
It is rightly said charity begins at home
Many beautiful cities have come up like Rome
Millions might have contributed in their drive
Reality comes only………………
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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D-anger
“D” is synonymous with smile
So it brings fragrance meanwhile
Anger is altogether different in nature
It brings disaster for certain and sure
Now to smile with anger is different concept
As mother scolds child when excessively wept
Or gets tough with family members when out of control
Such (d) anger is certainly a beautiful call
Even teachers preset rudely to students
It is not aimed at discouraging them or making any dent
It is simply meant to shape their personality
Test them to time and build fine quality
Danger spells about lurking misfortune around
Its presence is unnoticed and never found
Anger may reveal the state of total frustration
Some times out of tune or sometimes with complete relation
So many great sages and saints have dwelt at great length
Fire may burn dead body but anger may burn your live strength
You will loose common sense and disembark
People may compare your language as that of dog’s bark
Even if you are established as rude person with short temper
Still people will forgive you and not mind out burst or anger
As at heart you are very kind and care for their well being
So were the benevolent rulers praised as noble king?
If you can conquer over anger with little restrain
That will be considered as land mark and gain
As person is about to loose whole of his reputation
Only on account of being good but inconsiderate in relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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