Oh, Knock
Oh knocks, knocks and knocks
Some signals come and certainly strike
Oh! I get perturbed and try to decode
It looks unusual and simply odd
I am hale and hearty
Everything runs smoothly with the blessings from almighty
But what is this reminding me all of sudden?
I fail to understand but it remains even then
I have everything with nothing to worry
Life, children and everything assures me not to feel sorry
But that thought again reminds me of departure
Oh God! What this message reminds me for sure
Is it the indication of reminder?
That I must use path finder
Take note of its uncertain nature
Then think of forcible feature
Yes, yes it has slipped out of my mind
The fortune has smiled at me and seems to be very kind
Why I think of its permanent presence?
When it is about to be temporary in its essence?
I got slight hint from the message
It must have been felt along with the age
Is it not the life compared to that of cage?
When one has to leave everything behind for others to manage?
I got the answer and wondered about its knock
It was timely signal to wake up before it was running short of stock
I was not to remain fully involved with attachment
Time had come to remain fully alive to enjoy the moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Knock on a Door
Who
Who
Who knocks?
Who knocks at
Who knocks at my door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door? ... No, it's just my brother, Josh, that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door:
It's time for dinner.
poem by Hannah Shier
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The night has left the stranger in the heart
who knocks and knocks but never lets in
I don't know if the dawn will find his home
the beam to write a message upon his door
'please come in or come no more'
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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One Knock Two Knocks
One knock, Two knocks
Who's at the door?
Come out once more
One knock, Two knocks
Who's at the door?
Come out and see for sure
A world melts, as one developes
A world ends, as one begins
One Knock, Two knock
Who's at the door?
Open it once more
One Knock, Two knock
Who's at the door?
Come closer and it just might poor
Devastation has come to me.
I hear it like the knocking
The ground is rocking
Given the eyes of a blind man I once again can see
With wings I rise and soar.
Thoughts with clarity I explore
Got to get a better view, maybe from an enormous mountain up so high
Focus on the crystal ball, reading a fortune from the sky
Oh such, such pretty pretty ball
Just let it fall, down to a place full depravity, and derogation
With one Revelation after another they come
knocking knocking on my door
Will I answer, oh will I answer
Only if I must
And its forever open with one fell gust
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Permanent Reminder Of A Temporary Feeling
By: jimmy buffett
She was no marine back from the philippines
She was their pride and joy, their incarnation
Her parents viewed the chief with shock and disbelief
Looking for some other explanation
The indian on her back was poised for an attack
She said a tatoo is a badge of validation
But the truth of the matter is far more revealing
Its a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Amnesiac episodes that never go away
Its no complex momemto its not set of revealing
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Vegas in the rain
Drunk on cheap champagne
He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells painfully ringing
Wheres his limo ride
Whos this foreign bride
Is that really elvis spinning around the ceiling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love
Whats this ring on his finger
Why is he kneeling
Shes just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Chromosomes and genes
Spawn these fateful scenes
Evolution can be mean
Theres no dumbass vaccine
Blame your dna
Youre a victim of your fate
Its human nature to miscalculate
To make up for the fight
They go out for the night
Sex drugs and rock n roll seem like the easiest answer
But a short nine months later
Theres no way of concealing
That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Amnesiac episodes that never go away
Complex momentos not subtle revealings
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Scholarly Wish
To learn more in life is scholarly wish
It may remain there till you perish
What will be more important is its proper use
What if one uses as only tool for misuse?
It is stubbornness of mind
That may lead you to find
The treasure of life and its message
Till you reach at the dead end of an age
Life can be considered as sea deep
Very sour taste and unpleasant to keep
Yet it vastness may always appeal
It is magnificent and in fact real
We may not in whole of life fully learn
Who knows at what moment it may turn?
Against or in favor to shower the fortune
You may swing in favor or out of tune
You may claim to be scholar
But it may be very slender
What you know may of little use
Not enough to convince and defuse
Nobody has understood life so far
It is like far off object twinkling like star
It may provide no light
Only we may boost and consider it right
Know little bit and try to consume
What can be real message and journey to resume?
No one may be able to predict direction in time
We may be diverted on the way many times
Think precisely in what can be true?
As no one may be assertively take you through
It will be journey fully controlled by an individual
Whether he leads simple life or that of dual person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Three Knocks Door
One knock
just say my name
Two knocks
you should clear your ears
Three knocks
open the door!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
[Inspired by Marlene Shaw's 1967 vocal version of Cannonball Adderly's big 1966 soul jazz instrumental hit]
My baby, she may not look
Like one of those bunnies out of the Playboy book
Well, I'm sorry bout that, Mr. Williams
But she's got something,
Johnny, much greater than gold
Well, now what's that?
I'm crazy 'bout that girl,
She's got so much soul
She's got the kind of loving, kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
Can you dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do - ow!
Tell 'em bout it, Watson
My baby now, when she walks by
All the fellows go '~~~', and I know why
Have mercy, just look at her walk
It's simply because that girl, she walks so fine
And if she ever leave me, I will lose my mind
Because she's got the kind of lovin',
Kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
I'd better tell 'em one more thing
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do
Ow, tell 'em bout it, Mr. Williams
Now everybody in my neighborhood
An' that's what's grooving me
Will testify that my girl, she looks so good
Well, let me tell you something else right here
She looks so fine, she give eyesight to the blind
Help 'em to make 'em see
And if she ever leave me, I will lose my mind
Because she's got the kind of lovin',
Kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
Can you dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do
Mercy, mercy, mercy!
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Little Sentimental Fool
Only sentimental fools feel bad
Remain in bad mood and feel sad
May be painted as bad and unread
There is no scope overcome and heal
Many reasons can be counted upon
To feel lonely over the past things gone
Yet they are closely interwoven
Their worth is already proven
I feel deeply worried and sunk
As he is not found even drunk
His presence reminds of secured cover
As he is there for me to look after
I have thought over and realized
That man is after all influenced and obliged
To look after their woman Falk in all conditions
It speaks of such fine and undefined inhibitions
He comes knocking my memory often
Not that he has deserted us and gone
His little absence makes me curious
And that thought remains almost continuous
It is human attachment that compels us to feel
Sometimes drives desperate for self to kill
Hang with rope for unbearable absence
Forgetting about the life mission with its essence
Some of the stages demand such steps
Few only come out in open and escape
It is real balance of mind and demonstration
And at the same time strengthening the relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Timely signal
Not all people get timely signal
That death is awaiting arrival
Anytime it may strike with force
You will have no time for remorse
As legend goes on saying" sun has to set"
It may change with earth's revolution but never late
It has to spread light and awake the world
Bring them to sense and leave the dark fold
Any ling thing has to be destroyed
It has to be faced even if one is much annoyed
Not a single soul may be spared
So death is not all to be feared
Count moments if you get the time
Evaluate the plus and minus side sometimes
You may get an answer for immediate relief
You will know the meaning of then "brief"
Shorter is the span larger is the influence
It may smell and spread the fragrance
What a way to live in harmony!
A secret wish and aim of almighty
Lord has kept one weapon in armory
That may threaten and make all very sorry
Tomorrow may bring all kinds of worry
Life may seem then burden to carry
Leave aside everything and think of task
What can be achieved before it is changed into dark
I shall simply leave it to the good counsel
Everything then may turn well
Nature is message for us
We must adhere to certain rules and trust
Nothing plays against our interest
Nature does it for us to the best
The sun may soon loose its shine
But may leave behind imprint very fine
So it is given name of divine power
That helps clouds to threaten man kind with showers
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lovely children
Life can be useless, dull and boring
The land will remain unfertile even if enough rain will be pouring
Some of the factors are playing dominant role in later age
We feel lonely and confined to golden cage
It is said that if home is without child
The human being may turn wild
He or she can not remain descent and kind
So much influence is exerted and we can easily find
A person becomes irritated
Though it is presumed and related
It feels some of the void
It is God gift and can not be avoided
Childless life is really curse
Their little presence helps for wounds to nurse
It is the movement that gives us joy
Life becomes purposeful to enjoy
Not all couples may be lucky to have children
Their life remains full of concern
The young age can pass of peacefully
But old age later on affects fully
It is like beautiful garden not having flowers
It is also quite pleasing to watch the showers
The flowers are product of that beautiful act
The God has gifted us them and it is fact
They are future of life and country as whole
The life may be remorseful and develop the holes
There may be no one to look after welfare and care
Life may be seemed as burden and place to go no where
Not necessary to have child from own blood
There are many under nourished and staving of food
They are most deserved flowers to be attended to
The God may be kind and merciful if we are true
The garden is desert if no flowers appear
What a pleasant and beautiful show it bears?
We would prefer to see then when go very near
The flowers should not plucked as they are very dear
The flowers of different colors are like children’
White. Whitish and black colors are seen often
The smile worn by child remain same and heavenly
We got to enjoy it and accept evenly
It is holy means to get easy with the on going passage
Children do help in spreading the love and message
It is only medium where by person can be persuaded
To lead normal and decent life and even dissuaded
No one can be that cruel to heavenly gift
The child can bridge the gulf or remove the rift
It is great momentum to witness the total shift
The life is elevated to decent level by affection and lift
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Those Dance Moves
When I see you pull
those dance moves
it knocks me out
When the music
is screamin'
it knocks me out
You know I gotta smile
It makes me so happy
It makes me so happy
it knocks me out
I can't see anyone else
when those
dance moves
knocks me out
poem by Rachel Nichols
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I Had In Me The Endless Play Of A Child
I had in me the endless play of a child-
I played my life away
True from time to time
Reality gave me knocks on the head
But somehow I have gone on playing-
Harder knocks may come soon
But to the end or almost to the end,
I will go on writing these lines.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Something More
I have nothing more to speak
Days are dreaded and nights are making me weak
She is fully fitted in memory box
Never to be forgotten after I made it hoax
It had made me blind
I was not clever enough to be kind
Enough water has flowed down since thereafter
Small leisure moments are left to think and utter
How that dear cuckoo makes me restless?
Sun never appealed me with brightness
I was in deep love with bright rays
It appeared from east to remain all the day
No doubt she knocks me from no where
I open the eyes but with no strength to dare
I have no answer to her questions
I can only lament and make little mention
Yes I deserved nothing in return
Yet it was not bad turn
Until I made it unholy
To be condemned wholly
Early morning walk makes my pace down
That lovely cuckoo reminds me of love zone
She used to fill it will melody of her own
I too had dreamed of it and was well known
She is no more near to me
Yet I feel like bonded free
Her invasion to privacy remains still live
I got to repent by heart and believe
If dead were speaking
I could have made it for asking
But alas! Dead are gone forever
Never to return to original fold ever
Memories are like coffin
Where lies only skeleton
With mountains of sweet moments
Only to refresh it and resent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Spirit To Be Adored
So much is said about rose flower
A natural gift offered by rainy shower
Thousand times better in shape and show
Even in jungles naturally it grows
Beautifully guarded by small thrones
The pain offered is not easily gone
It reminds us of nature's protection
The shield provided against any harmful action
It has symbolic presence in people's mind
People are considerate and have feelings very kind
No one thinks of touching it to offer disgrace
Watch just from distance and bring happiness of face
In life too it is compared with beautiful woman
Always wanted by and longed for by the man
It is god's blessings that both are equal in terms
And remain unfilled when some one ditches in turn
It hurts most and heart remains disturbed
The feelings and attachment remains uncurbed
Man looses the will power to live in world
Life turns barren and wishes are pushed in cold
Not in all the cases love is respected in real sense
So many people deceive the counterpart and commit nonsense
Leave them to their fate and claim total ignorance
One time beloved and lover now ceases to be Florence
Love may hurt but give enough courage too
W will power to survive and prove true
That love is not the things to be ignored
As gift, as blessing and as divine sprit to be adored
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Moments after
Who know what will happen moment after?
Cries may be all over after day of joy and laughter
Destruction all over and mass slaughter
When hate spreads its wings and revenge there after
No one knows what is likely to take place
There may not be any body to offer solace
Better to prepare for worst to follow
Not let up or uncertainty allow
Who ever is alert is bound to succeed?
Careful planning cautiously proceed
May not yield what is expected
Danger may not take over as suspected
Half way is through if alertness is there
Easy solution and path way clear
Full confidence without any fear
Mental preparedness for hardship to bear
Life is full of uncertainty
No one is sure of its continuity
Happy moments should he shared fully
Life may believed in sense truly
“Leave all worries to me” I shall look
Every message is thus read in book
Why worry today when He is present?
Try for best which has got His consent
Life is continuity and noble mission
Needs some divine blessings with submission?
May be there lapses and emission with omission
Still lot of joy left with clear position
It may happen at destined hour
Nothing will be left to claim mine or your
This is one of simplest philosophy of life
Situation is not bad and time is ripe
Moments after and moments now
Hangs a balance for to act and how
If we can understand and manage
Road is open with clear message
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, dear daughter
Little thought itself disturbs the mind
Thoughts of leaving dear ones or something of that kind
Shakes whole body in disbelief and remain perturbed
What would be the fate? Condition so disturbed
May it be the case of bidding farewell?
News from relatives for being unwell
Exact nature of it can’t express or tell
News so shocking …………..
It is human nature to react or forecast
Counter future plans before it takes off or blast
Well neat thinking or envisage safety plans
Relax and heaving sighs with casual glance
It augurs well with non sentimental issues
Some times we fail to catch its proper dues
May catch us unaware and off the guard
We feel being cheated of praise or reward
We are so touchy about grown up daughters
Situation remains tense when plan alters
Parent remain shocked with thought of departure
Think always of her well being and future
Tears gush almost breaking the flood gate
Uncontrolled emotions with cursing the fate
Think helplessly about the necessity of sacred bond
Waters can’t remain calm with fishes in the pond
Heart misses the beats with sad situation
Life time stay together is ruled out or out of question
She has to go with saying good bye to all
No regrets in life but respond to the call
Mothers my face and feel very lonely
Females adore more and make it homely
It is pleasant at home and one feels so lovely
Departure may be painful but must be faced bravely
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Knocks Me Off My Feet
I see us in the park
Strolling the summer days of imaginings in my head
And words from our hearts
Told only to the wind felt even without being said
I dont want to bore you with my trouble
But theres sumptin bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
Theres supmtin bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
Knocks me off my feet
I dont want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
I dont want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
More and more
We lay beneath the stars
Under a lovers tree thats seen through the eyes of my mind
I reach out for the part
Of me that lives in you that only our two hearts can find
But I dont want to bore you with my trouble
But theres sumptin bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
Theres sumptin bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
Knocks me off my feet
3*(I dont want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you)
Darling I dont...
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Dared To Find
You have dared to find
The person very likable and kind
You rush to greet him as if very much blind
Such is the case when love is behind
Mind that he stays with you
All hesitation and eagerness is through
Compel him to align in your precious space
So that you can bring shine on the face
But who is to be credited?
In the matter of passion ignited
When there was void and vacuum?
The role was not assigned to assume
What stops you from inching forward?
When the desire is stored inward?
It is great feeling to want a life partner
It has to be found out sooner or later
How many nights have been spent restless?
Why it was not burdened in mind more or less?
It was suppose to be natural buildup in body
But surely it was to be a person of choice and not anybody
What star, sky and moon has to do with my joy?
I was in total submission and tried fully to enjoy
It was path already chosen and wished to sink
There was not even a slight chance to think
I slipped in to sweet memory
Where there was no chance to have any sorry
He was there for sure not to cause any worry
It was up to me to fall in line and simply carry
I further traveled to subconscious level
He was doing exceedingly well
I was to swim in his mighty arm
He was to lift me up without causing any harm
Any female would consider herself very lucky
As those are blessings from almighty
Think that he is careful about even smallest creature
Life is to be enjoyed at ease in near future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Opportunity
Opportunity, it is said,
knocks but once.
Opportunity, sometimes
knocks a few times.
The gospel truth is,
Opportunity's frequency is erratic.
Opportunity is a windfall,
in true truth a one-off affair.
This explicitly explains why
To the wise the plausible option,
is to grab the first opportunity.
Striking when iron is hot
Sparing oneself the guilt
Of not grasping an opportunity,
When it itself, presents.
Opportunity to the fool,
knocks when requested.
It is there to be clasped,
when really required.
No doubt missed opportunity,
is the facet of a fool.
Be wise, act rationally
Be guided by the reasoning
The time- tested saying
‘opportunity, knocks but once'.
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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More than award
How long will you keep me waiting?
All troubles are in abundance and waiting
I keep staring at sky for some solution
I find no answer or formula for dilution
It is another name given for life journey
You may always be kept short of money
Sometimes it may be unwanted accidents
Sometimes attacked by near by residents
Love is repaid in form of rude attacks
Simple allegations to keep lot more at stakes
Life is simple made hell for nothing
I continue to pray for something
It is chosen path to remain committed
Slight mistakes in earnest always admitted
Not giving a single chance for people to resent
I avoid presence and try to remain absent
It is not running away from the scene
Sometimes you are implicated for being seen
It may be sheer coincidence for your being there
Still you will be forced to commit somewhere
Such events make you to think fresh
You are not a part still they try to trace
A tail leading to your involvement
You are harassed and feel sorry for such movement
How can you remain aloof?
Your innocence is not taken as proof
You are blamed for nothing
Even though you have said for everything
I have undergone trauma and suffered a lot
I have lost the war without being fought
I am not discouraged but feel so sorry
It adds to tension and worry
I can not leave the field as coward
I must think new and look forward
Even though I may not get reward
But the self satisfaction may be more than award
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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