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Freed lion from cage
Many may be burning with rage
Escape from it called freedom from bondage
We can represent to world our own version
To walk with new and get familiar with conversion
May not be out rightly rejected or with negation
Old thoughts woven with new transformation
Strong will power to reach the shore
Emerging strong and ill will bore
To shun the violence with peaceful message
Carving out path with smooth passage
In our own sphere we grow,
Hard work and dream for bright tomorrow
Success grants us fame and fine glow
We can surely then whistle the blow
It is glorious moment
What we attempt is beginning or movement
It may yield or may not
Certainly we win as battle is fought
We may excel in every field
Never surrender or yield
Try to pick the scattered thread
Always provide guidance and lead
I may earn acclaim but loose the battle
Life may be in jeopardy and not settle
What do I try for and make the gain?
Whole world at feet but I lay simply slained
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be Strong!
Be strong!
We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do and loads to lift;
Shun not the struggle, face it, ’tis God’s gift.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
Be strong!
Say not the days are evil—who’s to blame?
And fold the hands and acquiesce—O shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God’s Name.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
Be strong!
It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day, how long;
Faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
poem by Maltbie Davenport Babcock
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Can any one tell me?
Can any one tell me the truth?
Why all are not painted white with brush?
Why evil thoughts are allowed and not crushed?
Why not everything that represents bad not smashed?
What is wrong with my poems?
Does that venom poison?
Does that lead to collision?
Does that not teach unison?
Some one says I represent old age?
Doesn’t come out from old cage,
No new beginning on fine page?
Is the only reason for rage?
I have an answer for young,
You get tired if walk little long,
Choose the short cut and path sometimes wrong,
This leaves you alone and not find among,
I prefer fresh and new idea,
Ventures unknown but not a new area,
No srtruggle but fight always with plea,
Holding ground firm and never flee,
Why say or comment, old is not good?
Does the seed open and offer the best food,
If nurtured in fertile land and grow?
Will lead the way with fine flow,
I Never represent old with new,
Old may be gold but with only few,
In morning you may find as small dew,
Ready to vanish with no chance to view,
Sky is centuries old,
Who knows what does it hold?
justifies blessings in form of rain,
Relieve the burning of earth and pain,
It comes every year for life to boom,
We rememeber only rain and zoom,
Can any one term it old and put embargo?
Never old, never get old and never try to go,
Both are essential for balancing act,
Old with calm and patience but new with sharp react,
New generation yet to catch up and learn,
Life will be easy to gain and earn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Big & Strong
(mark heard)
Strong man strangles universe--he drowns the stars
Blinded by the mission of a thousand wars
Hes fit and dominant--no wonder why
He loves the battle cry
Strong man is survivor--he lives to pound
Little wooden crosses in the bloody ground
Hes fit and dominant--his will is truth
His hand is absolute
And the world keeps on turning
And the sun keeps on burning
And the children keep learning
How to grow up big and strong
How to grow up big and strong
Strong man takes no prisoner--favors no plea
He leaves no gold in teeth of enemy
Hes fit and dominant--rises above
He has no word that means love
And the world keeps on turning
And the sun keeps on burning
And the children keep learning
How to grow up big and strong
How to grow up big and strong
And the world keeps on turning
And the sun keeps on burning
And the children keep learning
How to grow up big and strong
How to grow up big and strong
How to grow up big and strong
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Strong desire
In one corner lies strong desire,
Struggle and efforts more to acquire,
Not necessary but still to require,
Much to the discomfort and ire,
Suppressed artificially but strongly emerging,
As if freed bird from forced caging,
Burning with emotions and anger raging,
Writing on wall but not on paging,
It’s inherent to have strong desire,
Not the capacity but still hire,
Adventure more in burning fire,
Never reneging so not called liar,
As a child desired to touch sky,
Never thought of consequences, why?
Birds with wings wonderfully fly
All unrealistic things in mind but felt very shy,
Raising position to that of tower,
Reaching peaks with lot of power,
Not enough capacity and means fewer,
Strong will power with positive answer,
No charm in life without desire,
Need not allow dreams on fire,
Double the effort with sharp vision,
Intent to succeed with strong liaison,
Dream and desire almost same,
Powerful drive required in game,
If succeed may earn you name,
Sitting idle may make you duck lame,
Striving hard to realize the dream,
Desire cools after receiving ice cream,
Desire to travel as powerful beam,
Desire, dream, ambition to work as team,
Nothing can stop from imposing will,
Followed it vigorously with intense kill,
Efforts pursued is also called zeal,
Achievement sure and may look real
When life time achievement comes true,
Success almost without any clue,
Made it possible with earnest drive,
Never allowed to die but made they live
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Battle Cry Of Freedom (Southern Version)
Our flag is proudly floating
On the land and on the main,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Beneath it oft we've conquered,
And we'll conquer oft again!
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
CHORUS: Our Dixie forever!
She's never at a loss!
Down with the eagle
And up with the cross!
We'll rally 'round the bonny flag,
We'll rally once again,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Our gallant boys have marched
To the rolling of the drums,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
And the leaders in charge cry out,
'Come, boys, come!'
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!-CHORUS
They have laid down their lives
On the bloody battle field,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Their motto is resistance -
'To tyrants we'll not yield!'
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!-CHORUS
While our boys have responded
And to the fields have gone,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Our noble women also
Have aided them at home,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!-CHORUS
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Ingredients For Success
Each one of us in this world,
Strives hard for success,
But if we fail, we are left,
Wondering what we did less.
There are some ingredients needed,
Upon which, I would like to stress
Which, if included in our life style,
Can guarantee success.
We first need to learn,
Not to get oppressed.
To avoid those who discourage,
To follow the path of progress.
We have to learn to work hard,
Because this, if we possess,
Will act like a bridge,
And connect us to success.
We must be dedicated to our work,
And do whatever possible to fulfill our dream,
Gradually, in this journey,
We will gain self- esteem.
Another important ingredient-
Never wear a mask,
We should be ourself, build our own path,
Which will satisfactorily complete our task.
Last but never the least,
Try hard to achieve excellence,
For it is excellence which will,
In the end, lead us to success.
Go get these ingredients, my friend,
Only then will you be called,
A successful person in the end.
-Mugdha Khedkar
poem by Mugdha Khedkar
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Rise and fall
There is rise and fall
Yet have to respond to a call
It is cycle that has to repeated
Surrender to soul and not to be cheated
Some may go early and some may go late
Nothing is certain and can not be attributed to fate
Earn the return as you sow the seeds
Yield the grain as you successfully feed
It is prime philosophy
Nobody can impose or work as lobby
There are set precedents of pure thinking
It makes men down with deep sinking
Not all may take it lightly’
Some may choose path very rightly
Some may push it till the arrival end
With only view to make last minute mend
I may finish work not now but tomorrow
That time may never come and allow
You will be seized with lots of urgent matters
It will be fine if you think of it now and do better
How can a lot time be regained?
How come lost opportunity is retained?
The wrong urge and temptation must be sustained
It is how sanctity of life and aim is maintained
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Binds
When you are intoxicated and down with wine
How would you expect others to be fine?
You never mix with others and always malign
Choose conflicting path and never realize or align
What may bring you closer and make you kind?
Love holds you together and makes you bind
New horizons in sky with eagerness to find
One should take care and not always mind
Love has no parameters with any definition
It provides peace with no matter for ignition
Love has its own way and finds speedy solution
It has inherent power to make new evolution
Love spread fragrance with universal message
Hatred at bay and peace finds passage
Can we not add kind words in our usage?
Why not write beautiful words in our page?
Love binds all and grow beautiful tree
We feel its impulse without cost and free
It may bear fruit in future and offer shade
Life is as difficult as hard journey on blade
I could not believe whether it was dream
Simple player in game or out of team
Day or night with powerful light
I may find you with joy and delight
You were clad in white and bore mild smile
I could not stare but wondered for while
You widened wings with long magic spell
Simply I surrendered surely hoping for well
Does the love excel and perform miracle?
Transform barren heart ……………
It may grow care with loving nature
Youngsters may look and act as mature
What did you do with my loosing hope?
I didn’t expect easy walk on rope
You fulfilled my wish and nurtured soul
It was great swim without smelling foul
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Field of Battle
Forced are the troops of battle,
Into the field of war, of war.
Feed on their movement, general,
As a leader of war, of this battle.
I, a troop, have forced my mind
Into the war of my dreams,
Into the fire of my wishes;
They are like dread and scare.
To belittle a young man, who is a soldier,
A fighter, born of the skill to fight and parry,
Is never agreeable in the eyes of the warlord,
The hard man or woman, the harsh chief.
Punishment awaits those who excel at war crime
And force is a force that fades from power
To weak pull, a reaction to the enemy,
A full explosion for them who oppose.
Swords and crossbows are the implements
That win the war more than anything else.
Your horse is put to death, the standard-bearers
Are put down for their bravery, gallantry.
Forced are the troops of battle,
Into the field of war, of war.
Feed on their movement, general,
As a leader of war, of this battle.
poem by Naveed Akram
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National sentiments
Beautiful universe is divided in to continents
All its nationals are driven by pure sentiments
There is flare up or riots on slight pretexts
Bitterness takes place when quoted out of context
Neighbors take sometimes take to pitched battle
It is do or die game for them not to settle
Their anger and rage may boil like tea in kettle
It may sometimes led to skirmishes and prove fatal
It is definitely a live game to demonstrate
Peace, harmony and co-existence to state
Brotherhood signal to come out and vibrate
Its impact is very hard and difficult to narrate
Why national interest is allowed to rise to certain level?
Why sport spirit is killed only for the players to excel?
Is it not totally commercialized to hurt the national pride?
Why do we still very hard to camouflage and hide?
We take pride in our cultural heritage and acclaim
It is the best in world and proudly claims
We go on extending it beyond the national boundary
This is great achievement and can’t be considered as ordinary
We find so much in common but still remain at loggerhead
Our sentiments are hurt and find it difficult to lead
What remains to be seen is how can we pick the thread and lead?
We can read happiness on faces and its can be seen and read
Nation can raise its head and proudly show
To the world how best we can live together and grow?
Counter the offensive and challenges openly thrown
To protect the rear guard and all the responsibilities to own
The greatness lies in not throwing the challenge
It is best how you come out of it and manage
We have lived through centuries with age
We must shed narrow tendencies and come out of the cage
National pride can be salvaged only through brotherhood
To give and take respect with honor from the neighborhood
To run for the rescue and aid is the only call of humanity
Nothing goes well if you continue to harbor hostility
As you consider the national pride of very much importance
So do others for their motherland and go for insistence
Nothing is at stake if we don’t speak louder but act
Do nothing which infuriate others and force them to react
Mother and motherland is supreme in our opinion
We may have strong bond and close lien
It must strengthen the bond an d not impair
Situation should no be allowed to go out hand beyond repair
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All dreams not come true###(in 500)
All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
though may not be the nature too so kind
Dreaming in day time is not at all good
Good thoughts and efforts work as food
Earnest efforts to come out of wood
Failure may stun and you loose the hope
Still not difficult to walk on tight rope
It is not bad to dream for high sky
Speak always truth and do not lie
You may not have wings to fly
Still nothing wrong to work and try
No need to think or needlessly cry
You must have third sense to rise
All acts should be sensible and wise
Rise and fall is part of the game
Goal and ideas you must frame
No use trying luck or fate to blame
What ever you do must be with resolve?
Take full blame and never try to absolve
Put in best efforts to come out and solve
Full dedication and make everybody to involve
Try to mix with all as soluble dissolve
Despite put in best efforts it may not materialize
Failure may be sure but we may not visualize
All draw backs reasons before us but can’t analyze
Complete system may run into trouble and paralyze
Still strive very hard to see the reason and synchronize
Complete days routine and reflections of day’s thoughts
In night, thoughts clash and hard won battles are fought
Freedom and joy sincerely thought and brought
Stealing in day time but not easily caught
Simply night dreaming when lying in the cot
Continue to seek solution in dream,
Energy not focused but travel in beam
Try very hard and work as team,
Good efforts in direction but not as power game
Not letting any opportunity with excuses lame
So I find easy way to seek refuge in night
Lie low and have good say without light
more and more attention I try to pay
Always hope to find way in form of ray
washing shores with water at feet of bay.
Life doesn’t end with setting of day
Sun may rise again with bright ray
Your hopes may be high and tall
Vast horizon may lie open for all
Try for success without any fall
Come what may be the slogan
Life and opportunities may begun
Nothing to loose with worth attempt
Sometimes you may gain with action prompt
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A joy or sensation
There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind
I can’t murmur or sing
Can’t fly with crippled wing
Feet crumble and perform no dance
Eyes disobey and refuse to glance
I have no reason to smile
How to offer or go along for a mile
Everything seems to be far away for while
I continue to live as if in exile
Dreams don’t invade me in night
Thoughts emerge and continue to fight
Tears gush often and simply occupy
Restless night descend to make me cry
It may be cowardice act if I leave the scene
Must looks normal so that pain isn’t seen
However to explore what can be done as best
In every sphere of life even if it is hard test
Time and tide may offer the resistance
To lead simple life may be our insistence
We will not leave the scene and fled away
Continue to find solution and honorable way
Every morning may bring new message
Life may move on with smooth passage
We may care for precious time and sure to save
Move on with mission and sail on waves
There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind
Life has proved to be an adventurous
It was never challenge and proved as mysterious
It has provided us challenge and remained continuous
Have we accepted the fact and tried to make it harmonious?
Life is to be lived to its full length
There lies complete joy and d strength
We may sometimes find it difficult
It certainly provides us success and result
Try to enjoy it will simple smile
Never look tiresome or wear it for a while
Enjoy the fruits of life and carry on
It is half way battle already won
We must think seriously and define
Life has to be though afresh and refined
It has to have close look and watch
It must be renewed with fine approach
You may like it with new vigor and energy
No joy can be brought with the help of money
Life is to be recreated in fine way
You will be able to make it bright with golden ray
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A time and wounds
Time and wounds heal with passage
This is important and very good message
We can run the life the smoothly and manage
This wisdom can come only with the age
Life is not smooth journey
It has to be spent with good company
Family and friends may stand by and accompany
it may pass of peacefully and smoothly
we have witnessed many ups and down
little set back make us upset and frown
Generally we tend to take it as challenge
We extract some benefit and mileage
We die and survive each moment
There is constant improvement and movement
We seek good passage one after another
Many times we escape unhurt by flicker
Life is to be considered as passing phase
It must be lead with curiosity and at ease
If it is spent in luxury then we may not know
Many challenges even if given or thrown
The long struggle has worn us out
We may be phasing compete rout
We will find no way coming through
This is test of time and very true
I would still appreciate and stand
For putting brave front and keeping the trend
As life is just beginning and not the end
There is always scope for improvement or to mend
There has to be clear emphasis
This must for very good basis
The time may emerge with thin phase
We must be aware and ready to win the race
You may sail through and reach the shore
You must have forsight and vision to explore
You must have appetite for more and more
This is how life is to be understood and stand for
You must have clear goal and ideal
It should be looked upon as real
There is no alternative or short cut
Best efforts have to be put
The river path is not created I a day
It has taken very long way
She might have dried out before reaching
Still she has not left the path for searching
You may face hurdles or road blocks
The path may develop several cracks
It may look also hazardous and dangerous
It may be countless or numerous
Let it be taken as prime responsibility
We have sense and full ability
It has to be with some purpose and aim
We may be then in position to claim
So let us find some solution
Think surely and pass the resolution
That may ultimately prevail at the end
The world may be liked by us as friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anything in between
I can’t become anything even if I want to
I can’t attempt simply and pass though
It has certain norm and has to be met
Goal and priority should be decided and has to be set
Nothing materializes all of sudden
If you are sure of it then only it is done
You may get the success or fail
All your efforts may help you to sail
I know how to excel as good poet
I have revolutionary ideas but have to keep quiet
I may have strong will power to change the world order
It may some time result into disorder
How do the ideas enter into empty memory?
How do they develop into in to fine poetry?
Words after words may occupy different position
It may result then into fine composition
Can this lead into conflicting views?
Does the poet get its proper dues?
Can this land him into disarray/
Can this also take readers in to his way?
It is difficult to judge and visualize
Nobody can prejudge and lateralize
It may touch the inner core of the heart
It may land into garbage before entering mart
I have no time to think about all this things
It has to be an honest attempt at something
It may not find place today then possibly tomorrow
Some time has to be given to express the sorrow
It may have premature demise
No one can guarantee or promise
At every step it must be revised
Some new ideas to be set in and formula devised
The poets are small vanes of the society
It must pick correct mood and offer in variety
There s no use to present the which is obsolete
It has to be unique an din it self complete
The poets are not emerging in a day or two
They are subjected to litmus test and have to pass through
Not possible that it may find all the time good favor
The quality and product both must have flavor and fervor
If your ideas resonate with rhythm and synchronize
If it can meet the challenge and people too sympathize
It is certainly possible to have all glory and fame
Otherwise one common thing to share is blame
Nothing goes out of tune in the mind
You must have suitable words ready to find
I must altogether touch the reader’s ideology
There has to be common approach without any bogey
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Big And Strong
Strong man strangles universe, he drowns the stars
Blinded by the mission of a thousand wars
He's fit and dominant, no wonder why
He loves the battle cry
Strong man is survivor, he lives to pound
Little wooden crosses in the bloody ground
He's fit and dominant, his will is truth
His hand is absolute
Chorus:
And the world keeps on turning, and the sun keeps on burning
And the children keep learning how to grow up big and strong
How to grow up big and strong
Strong man takes no prisoner, favors no plea
He leaves no gold in teeth of enemy
He's fit and dominant, rises above
He has no word that means love
chorus repeats 2x
How to grow up big and strong...
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song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Freedom
To free from bondage is called freedom
It is born out of struggle and wisdom
It can be armed struggle, uprising or mutiny
Its impact can be felt far off or near vicinity
It is collective and not single handedly fought
Not only involves liberation but freedom of thought
Clear vision with real goal is pursued and sought
Secure boundary is created and peace is brought
People might have suffered and under gone anguish
Pushed in jails for untold sufferings and to languish
Losses of precious human lives and resolve to perish
As freedom is not won in a single day or finished
It is holy task to liberate the land from foreign yoke
Continuous hard struggle and not a matter of joke
Many countries may not support cause and poke
They may thwart the movement under thick smoke
Freedom once won must be preserved with care
Affairs to be managed with no option to go any where
First, house should be put in order to make it reality
To meet people’s aspirations and work in unity
Hard won freedom should not be lost for silly reason
One should know the meaning of freedom of expression
It is of no use if we don’t come out of economic slavery
Country may loose independence despite bravery
Nobody is refugee here and it is home for all
National building poverty elimination should be call
Universal brotherhood and world peace should be the motto
Nobody should be deprived of life and sent or to ghetto
Freedom is won on certain ideals and principles
It may be hard for others to accept and act as disciples
Nothing should be allowed to run or go as contrary
Nation should represent truly and find place as honourary
Freedom should not to be compromised at any cost
Ideology may differ but national interest as super most
World should count on us as true friend and champion
Should have respectable position in affairs of the region
Even if as a power there should be honour for sovereignty
Help to poorer amongst poor and respect for integrity
Freedom and liberty can be enjoyed with grant of rights
End to hostilities and strong resolve to end fights
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A way to live with
Why do we rejoice at success?
Why it is considered bad for any excess?
Is it not good to have easy access?
Everybody wants continuity and no recess
We throw lavish party and gather friends
How much happiness as if world will never end!
It is human psychology that works very sound
We can analyze and reasons are naturally found
No one is prepared to receive unforeseen blow
No anxieties and worries may like to show
It is only when it becomes totally unbearable
We go for its solution and too long and durable
We have yet to develop balance side
You may need to visualize it from angle wide
There is no need to cover it or hide
Lie low with failure and with success you ride
Life is combination of push and pull
Nothing may stay permanently and rule
It is clear wisdom that may help to overcome
Any suggestion or way out is always welcome
How does mind react when faced with failure?
It may go off the balance and think of bad future
So many thoughts may cross over and compel
We got to keep cool and try to push it away or repeal
We are bound err when mind is not at rest
Nothing can rescue us from delivering the best
It is in fact real opportunity to pass the taste
It will be mere loss of chance and considered as waste
Try to ride high with velocity of wind
Never think of any guidance or path how to find/
It may be there at the end of the day
We must me prepared to jump in the fray
It is not misadvatureous to explore the field
It may prove fruitful with the results to yield
We must hold ground firmly to feet
See through eyes when they try to meet
We always try to recover the lost ground
Unimaginable gain is always found
It has got its own implications and effects
It needs alertness and ability to act
It maybe possible that you may never come out of it
You may be thrown out of gear and severely hit
No solution may be seen at the end of the horizon
Darkness all over not to be focused clean in vision
One inn the million may have hard luck
Life may always be smooth and never struck
We got to prepare in mind to take it lightly
Time to act and react when time comes rightly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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And If you let......
*Ros-Mum Dah*
If you let go a little
Nothing will settle
You may create an extra space
Lead to emergence of unforeseen race
If you let go a lot
Big battle will be fought
Something more and additional is sought
Your attention is arrested and never caught
As it is rightly said “offer little with good intent”
No hostile reaction later if you say “no” and dissent
This will give you more insight of a stranger
It will save you from possible frustration and anger
There should be careful and permanent attachment
So in case of some set back there is no detachment
It must have some open windows to think and monovour
It must be seen then as complete success in your favor
Why do we accept person who is completely unknown?
Why is that we completely surrender to him and be known?
What does it mean to in our real life for future?
Why do we care for and think for ever to nurture?
It is destiny and decided by almighty to be respected
Inner soul must be searched and thoroughly inspected
It is almost unavoidable must be taken as final wish
How come small creature can survive without water like fish
It is almost certain and likely or bound to happen
Fruits too after certain time are bound to ripen
It is unique experience when events take place at right moment
Nothing can help us whether we remain at centre and make movement
Let someone not fool us or take us for granted
We allow the seeds to grow as per wish when planted
We commit to self and accommodate even at some compromise
Words have to be believed and so on the reciprocal basis the promises
*Ros-Mum Dah*……thought originator
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Seasons
One heart can make a difference
One choice can change it all
One voice can travel the distance
And be heard all around the world
Would you make a sacrifice
If you knew that it was right?
Well the answers there if you look inside
Will you run and hide or will you fight the fight?
Cause there's a power inside you
And there's a battle to be won
And every victory has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
One day, you'll realize it
That one hope is all you need
One dream that we can all share
One dream we all believe
And we will make that sacrifice
Just becasue we know it's right
And we will face the answer that's there inside
We won't run and hide
We're gonna fight the fight
There's a power inside you (inside you)
There's a battle to be won (be won, be won)
Every victory has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one
With the power of one
Yeah
We'll look inside
We won't run and hide
No, we'll fight the fight
There's a power inside you (can you feel the power,
can you feel it, feel it)
There's a battle to be one (battle to be won)
Every victory has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one
song performed by by Heart
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ye Mariners of England
Ye Mariners of England,
That guard our native seas,
Whose flag has braved a thousand years
The battle and the breeze,
Your glorious standard launch again
To match another foe,
And sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow!
The spirits of your fathers
Shall start from every wave,
For the deck it was their field of fame,
And Ocean was their grave.
Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell
Your manly hearts shall glow,
As ye sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow!
Britannia needs no bulwarks,
No towers along the steep:
Her march is o'er the mountain-waves,
Her home is on the deep.
With thunders from her native oak
She quells the floods below
As they roar on the shore,
When the stormy winds do blow!
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow!
The meteor flag of England
Shall yet terrific burn,
Till danger's troubled night depart,
And the star of peace return.
Then, then, ye ocean warriors,
Our song and feast shall flow
To the fame of your name,
When the storm has ceased to blow!
When the fiery fight is heard no more,
And the storm has ceased to blow.
poem by Thomas Campbell
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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