Only reasons
I look only to the good qualities of men.
Not being faultless. I won't presume to probe into the faults of others…
Mahatma Gandhi
How come person feels jealous?
When he is not known or famous
Full of faults yet dreams for honor
Dreams about praise from people to be called donor
Money or wealth does not form the simple criteria?
Proper evaluation should also come from intelligentsia
People from all walks of life should praise his quality
Shower all blessings in public and pray for his nobility
People try to take lesson from his noble life
As everybody is aware about the sharp edge of knife
Life can prove even hard in absence of any possible help
What is use of treasure if that remains in deep belt or shelf?
It is always nice to pick good advises
Learn good qualities and escape possible misses
Their life becomes exemplary for masses
For which there is no need to hold the classes
One should look at good aspect
Disregard at what their real means to act
Pick whatever is good
Adopt their thoughts as food
Such were his noble thoughts
It is brave to admit own faults
Great people never cared to be called bad person
As their life was life open card and has several reasons
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I look only to the good qualities of men. Not being faultless myself, I won't presume to probe into the faults of others.
quote by Mohandas Gandhi
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Life is not a small thing
Life changes from day to day
Life is flexible and life is a long journey
Life brings unexpected events as compared to the previous one's
Life consequences changes many lives to a new life and difficult life
Some people view life as a difficult aspect
Some thinks that life is a challenge to them
Some people feels that life is worthless
Some people thinks that life is controlled by money
Hard working always brings a good life
Being with your family brings a good life
money alone does not bring a good life
having a place to worship our Heavnly Father brings a good life
For one to survive in this world, one must be tolerate
One should be disciplened and give respect to everybody
One should be wise in this 'wise world'
One should be careful of harmful aspects of life
Life is not sweet but easy but some say it is hectic not harsh
poem by Franklin Spetuxolo Lateta
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No dearth
You will find no such person on this beautiful earth
Even though there are many and has no dearth
The work done by them remains unsung
They are very much part of our living and remain among
Their life is simple and ideal
To many it may look unreal
Yet it is exemplary and praiseworthy
Let us pray for them for long life from almighty
Have you ever considered looking at their contribution?
No one takes pain even to look at proper distribution
The work for which it was intended looses its charm
It does great disservice and more harm
They suffered their whole life but never complained
They had full integrity, short of means still maintained
It was backed by strong will and full commitment
The public was behind it and had strong movement
Even though they may not be among us today
They have shown us the path and clean way
If we can pursue with little honesty
The happiness may descend and help to remove the poverty
Someone said” God resides in poor”
We should welcome him at the door
If no food or anything but give some kind reception
This will find favor with good conception
We have seen changes through ages
Yet we were fortunate enough to manage
Many people have come forward and gone
But it is always remembered the good work done
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Lost In You
Life is difficult as we know it is now
Life is rough as we spiral out of control
Life is mean as the people who make it mean
Life is hard living on your own
Life is scary when you get hurt
Life is real and no can change that
Life is kind when you find your first love
Life is caring when he holds you in his arms
Life is nice and he will protect you in anyway
Life is easy with the help of the ones around you
Life is bold with the ones in it
Life is good when people are good
Life is happy when you are happy
Life is unbearable when you cry
Life is crashing as you know it
Life is holding you down
Life is causing problems
Life is and can be turned around
poem by Marilee Morley
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About self
It has been horrifying tale to narrate about self
It is full of bad ad good qualities lying deep heart shelf
It may never come out to the knowledge of even close friends
Some of the things may be known when life nears to an end
It is individual who only shapes the destiny
In doing so he gets help and extension from many
Yet it remains his own struggle and brave front
Which can realize and end in reality if he wants?
“I” has no relevance if performed in isolation
If may find some place if found strong relation
It may find honorable place with some nice indication
Lots of praise and flowers for good works in felicitations
“I also mean confirmation of powerful ego
In no way it can find place and has to go
No one may tolerate any proudly person
With whatever intention or meaningful reasons
With so many ups and down
You can have something of your own
Whether it comes with your wisdom
Or can reach you seldom
Life is constant flow
You may receive applauses or blows
Yet it has to move and go forward
There is no chance to look backward
“I 'mean nothing in sense
It may make you happy or go tense
You are single entity to emerge as one
Have to think self and curse no one
So to know self is really a Herculean task
No one may come to know if you are wearing mask
It is better to shed self image for noble cause
It you can’t do it then maintain distance with pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art dealer's stew
good life
a shut up life
keep the breath
skin tight
good life
paint life
portrait hanging loose
good life
tune life
a melody
to choose
good life
food life
keep the stew up boil
good life
feel life
wrapped in arty's foil
good life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art of dealer's stew
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Good Fight
By: jimmy buffett, j.d. souther
1980
To muhammed ali for twenty years of excitement and entertainment
They talk about their women too much
The women got em so confused
They dont talk about their lives as such
My life is all I got to lose
You take it with a grain of salt
And laugh at the complexities
Theyre good at pickin all the faults
I keep laughin so they dont pick me
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Id never know if I was wrong or right
But thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
The telephone begins to ring
That could only be one call
I might as well be on the moon
Standin in the shower stall
Cant believe she picked it up
She didnt know the rules somehow
Then I hear her say hello (hello)
Panic in the grey room now
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Shed kill me whether I was wrong or right
Thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
You never know until you try
Its hard to see the side youre on
Some people say Im halfway here
Some people say Im halfway gone
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Id never know if I was wrong or right
But thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
All I want is just a good fight
Good fight
Yes its got to be a good fight
Good fight
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Look What The Good People Done
They were drinkin his wine
They were usin his name
They were takin the time to take
His name in vain
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
They were havin their fun
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say things that they
Dont really mean
They look so convincing cause theyre
So squeaky clean
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Its a million to one
Look what the good people done
They (? put him on walkin down ? ), they said,
Lets go on with the show
And they pad him on whiskey and say, boy,
Youve got to go
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Hes (? on the highway ? ) to none
Look what the good people done
All the newspaper men
They were lookin for names
Pulled him out of a hat
They needed someone to blame
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
He thought he was the one
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say,
Keep your nose to the ground
Then theyll build you right up
Just to knock you right down
Look what the good people done to you
Look what the good people done to you
They were gettin their kicks
Look what the good people nixed
[spoken - here we go]
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
They were havin no fun
Look what the good people done
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A nice to hold
It is always nice to hold somebody with high regard
It is sign of looking positive and straight forward
It may ultimately pay you in the long run
Certain people laugh it out and take as fun
It is best way and very good principle if we adopt
It makes people to act nicely and be little prompt
It is necessary to make more friends than foes
Otherwise life can be full of miseries and woes
I was overwhelmed by a good gesture from a friend
I thought of world coming to the near end
Why was it so that there can be tremendous change?
Was there any sea change in my attitude or age?
“Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise?
Make me to feel great with status highly raised
I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture
As you always wished me for bright future” I parried at friend
I was no where near respectable mark or level
You encouraged me to work hard and excel
Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm
I am Inspired to rise beyond certain level and “ism” friend replied
I was confined to zero energy and confined
You infused me with optimism and refined
How to express my gratitude and acknowledge?
I am novice and have no such knowledge
Will you pardon me for being so negative?
Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive
I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige
I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide.. I was overwhelmed
Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive?
No return of thanks when applauses received
We might have scaled new height and glory
Still we may forget the past as simple story
If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude
People will learn to respect with different attitude
This is what is expected from new generation
They should rise above all without any expectation
It may look as simple form of advice
It should not be considered as mechanical device
Time may change but not the essence and spirit
You may all the time need oil for lamps to lit
We shall not last to see it either
Storm may come and soon to wither
Life has to stabilize and prove its best
it must stand firm to the rigid test
I find no other reason to withdraw or not to follow
Very sensible person must adhere to and allow
It may pave the way for cordial relation
It is the time for motivation and elation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Lost everything
I lost everything all at once.
My world stopped just like that.
My friend ditched me. I'm out of school.
I even lost Monica.
She was sweet, funny, and nice.
She moved out of state.
I won't graduate.
My life is anything but great.
Maryssa ditched me. I don't know if
we're still friends.
My life is terrible.
It should go ahead and end.
I lost everything all at once.
Nothing's right at all.
I need a job so I can move.
So I can independently stand tall.
Like I'm an adult. Not a kid.
Like other people think.
Most people would say my life is good,
but I say my life stinks.
Once you quit school your friends
forget about you.
Take it from me I know.
Believe me I do.
I've lost everything all at once.
Shattered are my dreams.
I need to find a way to realize
exactly what my life means.
I know I've been hateful, but I
have a reason to cry.
If I could speak to God myself
I'd only ask him why?
Why put me through this torment?
I haven't done a thing.
Help me figure out why all my
heart does is sting.
I'm seventeen. I'm too young
for this stress.
I can't sleep at night. My
whole life is a mess.
No one will help me.
Or show me the way.
All people tell me is that
It'll one day be okay.
I have hope that it eventually
will.
So, what do I do till then?
This pain is too damn real.
I've lost evrything all at once.
It hurts too bad.
I want something to call my own.
So, I won't be so sad.
Help me please show me
someone cares.
My life hurts. Sometimes
it's too hard to bare.
Will someone tell me what my life means?
Until then I've lost everything.
poem by Heather Noble
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Surviving
It seems when every thing is going good
Suddenly everything goes as worst as it possibly could
Why is this world so hateful
For the things that are good in life we should be grateful
People tell you, you should not take things for granted, but what if there is nothing good in life to take granted for
Then what, what are those people supposed to do, those people that just want food and nothing more
Life is hard and life is ruff
To survive you must be tough
If only people knew what some people have to go through
Then they to will see the world like they see it too
poem by Teresa Sykes
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Efforts Still
One, two and three
You will never be free
Go on counting and accumulate
Nothing more will remain to relate
Life may end fast
No time for you to choose and last
Rests of all will lye here for some one
No one shall care for your dead body even
It may be taken fast out
So many things will be left to talk about
Personal memory may remain in people's mind
Soon to test its worth from praise to find
No one may say bad words about departed person
But many may remember his noble work with reasons
His ashes may carry no value for world
But to some yes it may be warm feelings and not cold
Look at worthiness of human life
Even though it is sharp like knife
Not all may earn good will
Yet you got to make efforts still
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A place called hell
Some one reminded me of a place called hell
Lonely place where every one is doing well
All let loose strange stories around
No basis whatsoever or any images are found
No one may argue in favor of a hell
Generally all may not favor it at all
In their opinion they all did well to be in heaven
Though they have no faint idea even
They have done nothing to find place in this place
They did all whatever they could do to malign the race
At final time they decided to donate some tip of wealth
They knew it well at end of the game with deterioration in health
Some one may go even further to advocate
In the memory of parents some good steps they will indicate
Raising of temple or some orphanage in their name
At least this will save them for some shame
They have all praise for departed soul
The soul had lived noble life with no mistakes or foul
The God only knew how noble and honest he was?
The end was imminent but this was only pause
The heaven has many exits and inlets
Only innocent and nobles are let
Rest all sent to very nice place called hell
There they will spend their life very well
So if some one is referring heaven we should take it for hell
All horrified stories are known to all but now no need to tell
Human ears are not used to hear unpleasant remarks
Though they praise dear ones with full marks
How the hell can be different from atmosphere?
Why the people get afraid with so much fear?
When it is known that only nice people with have entry?
Rest all will be waiting in sun without shed of the tree
Well it is generally accepted that there is another world
Where there is no foe or friend or hot and cold
Everything is same and no difficulty at all
Still untruth may block it like wall
I fearlessly taught and advocated about good or bad
There is nothing to be felt as pain, agony or remain sad
The end may be peaceful and all set to depart
There may be found two gates painted with art
It will remind us of our past
The life might have been over very fast
It was now turn to pack up and say good bye
Even though we had lived happily with very good try
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Jurassitol
Hey old man got something for you
Change your mind gonna make you take it
Your mistake is something you own
Im the one whos gonna take it
Hey old man got something for you
Hey old man got a real good tip
Somethings wrong and you dont know it
When will you learn
Im not your boy
You dont look back
Why do I pick up your slack
Thats just fine just leave it like that
Bust your wallet while I break my back
Save your life with your life support
You know me Ill pick up that
Hey old man got something for you
Hey old man got a real good tip
Somethings wrong and I guess you called it
Thanks alot because now I own it
When will you learn
Im not your boy
You dont look back
Why do I pick up your slack
When will you learn
Im not your boy
You dont look back
Why do I pick up your slack
Will she pay my debts
Got your picture in my hands
God you are so truly old
Thanks alot my future is sold
When will you learn
Im not your boy
When will you learn
Im not your boy
Hey old man got something for you
Hey old man got it real good tip
Hey old man got something for you
Hey old man got it real good tip
song performed by by Filter
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As life nears
It is life cycle
We are helpless and unable
No say in ultimate end
To live with the world and befriend
Good work may be paid as life nears
Its destination and leaves only tears behind
Nothing to miss about your loss as it was open and frank
Everybody is in grief but pray the God and thank
You might have been good to people
You might proved your worth and be able
To deliver the work as promised
It might be hailed as achievement before you ceased
Not all get everything as desired in life
The life is full of challenge and also of strife
How you could do it is another aspect
This has only lead you to earn respect
Today people are laying wreath
It is great loss to them over your death
Not that there were no people of your caliber
But you were great success and hailed as climber
You were so close to their heart
This was no less achievement as an art
To get acclaim from people is a rare feat
People have to make great sacrifice and sweat
I evaluate this scene as one of most deserving and commendable
Your dreams have been realized and proved as sustainable
So far they were considered as unachievable and beyond human reach
You made it as reality as no one had promised as such
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Life of One
The life of one is good
The life of one is bad
The life of one is glad
The life of one is sad
The life of one smiles
The life of one cries
The life of one see's the brightness of the sun
The life of one see's the dust rolling of there shoes
The life of one see's the beutifull of the night sky
The life of one see's the horror of darkness in the night
The life of one see's the beutifull in people
The life of one see's the ugly in people
The life of one is happy
The life of one is lost
The life of one is in attention
The life of one doesnt give a shit
The life of one cares for others
The life of one acts like he/she dont know you
The life of one see's the birds singing threw out the day
The life of one see's the shallows of the underworld
The life of one see's the wolrds happenings
The life of one see's the nothing at all
The life of one see's the person in you
The life of one see's the flow of nothing
The life is just life
poem by Marcos Chavez
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False Pride
I claimed for every single achievement
Boosted a lot and felt it as memorable moment
Took false pride and acted as if I was whole and sole
Alas! I could understand the myth as whole
It is generally proclaimed that good deeds always help
Save from some kind of disasters and come to the rescue of self
Person remains unconcerned even if something turns out to be against
As self confidence and full contentment doesn't allow further twist
What are we trying to project before world?
Superiority complex or about the things so far untold
It is known since ages that men has always remained choosey
Not cared for anything but shown keen interest in money
Can we ever claim and assure the full proof of success?
If so then why some of the clues are left behind as traces
Guilty people are caught little later much to their annoyance
People are brought to the sense and reminded about truth at once
We are just a medium and excel with blessings
Some of us might lead the life of rich man or king
It is a fact and generally believed in good faith
Life is certainly taken as temporary phase to be ended with death
I feel little awkward when people try to prove contrary
It has no relevance in real life and totally unnecessary
Even if we have fortune in abundance at disposal
We act as miser and turn down any good proposal
It has different joy when we silently enjoy
Employ honest means and avoid any ploy
Think that you are fortunate enough to have it at your end
Look sympathetically; spend generously among poor, relatives and friends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Congratulation
I must whole heartedly congratulate
A loving tribute to octogenarian and relate
How life might have given him sleepless nights?
To spend the entire life at ease with resolve to fight
I love his one remark about country
A beautiful land bestowed on us by almighty
Motherland must be felt as matter of pride by all of us
Let us strengthen his belief with all the trust
Let the destiny day come as sense of fulfillment
Let our soul feel at that time as proudest moment
We have lived with diverse culture and affinity
A rarest thing ever found in world history
It is rare gesture to a person
Who has spent entire life with noble reasons?
He could rest and spend time easily
Yet he offered to the services of literature readily
Let us all wish him great success
Good health and wealth with easy access
It may provide him means to live
Life to be enjoyed and relived
Life is to be lived at full length
Not in number but with achievement and strength
He has done it with extra ordinary zeal
I wish him all the success in life real
We may pick some threads
Take a lesson and like to lead
More to learn and more to read
From life itself before we are no more or dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What's Good
Life's like a mayonnaise soda
And life's like space without room
And life's like bacon and ice cream
That's what life's like without you
Life's like forever becoming
But life's forever dealing in hurt
Now life's like death without living
That's what life's like without you
Life's like Sanskrit read to a pony
I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue
What's good is knowing such devotion
I've been around - I know what makes things run
What good is seeing eye chocolate
What good's a computerized nose
And what good was cancer in April
Why no good - no good at all
What good's a war without killing
What good is rain that falls up
What good's a disease that won't hurt you
Why no good, I guess, no good at all
What good are these thoughts that I'm thinking
It must be better not to be thinking at all
A styrofoam lover with emotions of concrete
No not much, not much at all
What's good is life without living
What good's this lion that barks
You loved a life others throw away nightly
It's not fair, not fair at all
What's good ?
Life's good -
But not fair at all
song performed by by Lou Reed
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God, Mary and Jesus
Can a good person give his lover grief
If he himself possesses all the powers?
Can a good person make his lover mortal
If he himself is immortal?
Can a good person deprive his son of a lover
For many years
If he himself has a lover?
Can a good person deprive his son
Of enough power, wealth and prestige
For many years
If he himself has all that?
Can a good person hurt his son
If no one is able to hurt him?
And so forth.
There are many people still now
Who do not give grief to their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who arrange marriage of their infants!
There are many people still now
Who give many of their belongings to their children!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their children!
Is God a bad person then?
There are many people still now
Who have more than one lover!
There are many people still now
Who have more than one child!
Does God lack sufficient amount of love?
Is there no other girl who loves God?
Does God dislike children?
If one son is enough for God,
What about a daughter?
Holy Spirit is no one else but Angel Gabriel
In the Holy Koran He is sometimes called Ruh
Which means Soul or Spirit
Because he is so near and dear to God's body
So please, don't say, Three;
There's only one God.
poem by Asif Andalib
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