Part of His design
Thousands come into life and perish
Life is not taken note of and finished
Garden boom with lots of flowers
Different and beautiful color but at the end lower
Each soul is destined for better or worse
Some may enjoy full and same may spent with remorse
No one has understood the great theory of almighty Lord
“Do your work and forget” reiterates the golden words
Every object is real reflection and part of his design
We only have to surrender and mutely resign
We may not know the secret blessings behind
We need to look towards sky and try to find
Individual may have sufferings and different stories to tell
Not all may be blessed with an doing very well
Some may remain well to do without any hard struggle
Others may go down with agony and pain as if living in hell
You may meet thousands of strangers
Not a single soul you may find without any anger
He will have something to complain of
Life may prove always rough and tough
It is inevitable death and birth cycle
All holy books speak same including Bible
We have to pass through the acid test and ordeal
We won’t know it unless it is faced in real
Let us not feel it as burden
Life can not be ended all of sudden
It may be some times odds and sometimes even
We must strengthen the belief and not weaken
We are messenger of God
There should be no heavy load
If you take it as pure and humble mission
There won’t be any necessity for guilt admission
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Who I AM
I don’t want it to succeed
There is after all no need
Life is not to be made as what we think
Swim fast and prepare even to sink
Heart and all joy comes there after
When life is smooth with laughter
No weapons of any kind must come in between
As love is to be observed and clearly seen
You must always thank almighty
Never feel dejected for any kind of pity
There lies clear distinction
You need not any extinction
Life is an ocean of pain, agony and storm
But we need to forget and keep it warm
As human we need to survive
Strengthen the bond and revive
No one comes to feel for individual
One must think carefully as casual
Hell and heaven made in the mind
You need not go to anywhere and find
Suffer for guilt and enjoy for correction
Guide the path and seek the action
No one suffers here for any crime
As it is pardoned with passage of time
Seek the blessings for given birth
You can pray for descent death
In between you are responsible for good acts
To think out of tune or in tune may not be real fact
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Magnificent Way
Love to live in magnificent way
Nothing should detract us or take away
Let us see only those beautiful things
To play important role for something new
World is full of agony and pain
Sometimes you may think in terms of loss or gain
But there is lot more to forgo or pick
God wishes to all and no hatred for animals even with kick
Have merciful eyes with full of compassion
Readiness on our part for guilt admission
Surrender to almighty in prayers with humble submission
Taking note of no irrelevant things with confusion
Love is memorable and touches deep in heart
It is God gift and not deceiving art
You can have it any time but not from the mart
Will have to prepare for sacrifice part by part
Love is only beautiful thing we have free of cost
It is rarest of rare available but not willingly sought
Everybody is aware of and realize the importance
But we take it casually and take no chance
You are supposed to lead wonderful and decent life
Many innocent people are done to death with the use of knife
Some are murdered in broad day light with no mercy
What will we be answering when asked by almighty?
Pain should never be caused even by our ignorance
It should be relieved even if we come to know by chance
Real beauty of life lies there in relieving little bit if possible
Otherwise life is full of agony, pain and with struggle
The biggest curse will be committing breach of trust
What can be ideally suited for and what can be must?
This is one of the most important factor and taken into account
Behavior sans trust can be considered as attitude for hell bound
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Full of romance
Life is full of enterprise and romance
It must be tested and understood at once
We are here to prove our worth and excel
Rest all may follow suit and go well
He has thought over it and assigned the role
Take it as challenge and respond to call
You may find thousands of different creatures
You got to decide where your future lies
Prove on return that you did whatever you could
You did not merely spent life for searching the food
Even thought life was proving hell and difficult
You should love to live without fear of any insult
If you determined to overcome all the hurdles
There won’t be any impact even if they come in bundles
It is part of life and must be faced as they come
Seattle it accordingly and always try to welcome
It can’t come to standstill with one or two failures
It strengthens your efforts to make it sure
The end path is chosen and pushed through
This is only truth and equally true
We must thank almighty for giving us an opportunity
Even though it is a belief and we can only think of infinity
It is afforded once only and if is lost in vain
There will be nothing left except pain
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An ache to bear
You ache but not beat
You remain calm but don’t heat
You will definitely find
Cool partner and very kind
Your hart if full of feeling
You want to go along and willing
Wish to surrender and obey
Inner call and silently pray
God, take me to safety
I trust you O, almighty
Bless us always and have some pity
I consider it as holy bond and not treaty
Shall I take it as first good sign?
Leave all the worries and resign
Come to bow and totally surrender
Be my true savior and path finder
Your eyes are so powerful and bear
Shine of universe but still in tears
What does it show to me as disciple?
I respect all holy books including Bible
I trust each and every word
Golden and beautiful from lords
Help me o, lord to take me forward
Put me in place where I needn’t look backward
I find total love in every object
How can I be insensitive and reject?
I have no reason to suspect the subject?
I wish to have special eye to make the contact
I love to live with higher aim
Look down with humbleness and never claim
It is you who will take me to shore
No ill feeling and hatred I abhor
I used to think about future
I was totally in dark and unsure
It may click at destined hour
I was happy and never felt sour
Come and shine my heart with divine light
Let it see through vision a clear sight
Ability to judge what is wrong and right
Always trust for love and no fight
Will I ever go down in life as inhuman?
Will be known as shame as woman or man?
Will it be construed as curse or shame?
Will I not have good name or fame?
What I do when find no solution in sight?
I sincerely wish for good and approach you right
You always fill me with courage and strength
I too take vow not to comprise and go to any length
Lord, lead me kindly to the light from dark
Let there be no ignition even from spark
Let whole world breathe in peace with harmony
There is no need to be blessed with wealth or money
I take this opportunity to confess in real
You offer the wounds but certainly heal
I may take it as blessings and good sign
I shall remain happy and feel it fine
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A birth and death
Several deaths in single birth and death cycle
all religious books speak the same including Bible
who can deny the existence death probability
that has been made permanently the continuity
Human beings are always guided by emotions
they emerge in the form of innumerable questions
it may strike as everything is at stake for the future
life is uncertain and nothing can be taken for sure
This leads to imagination as how the life would shape
life would move on smoothly or prove as trap
at every stage it may appear as if the end of journey
you may feel very poor even after having enough of money
No one may comfortably say that he is not afraid of death
he may not be in position to proclaim he is weary of wealth
he too may say falsely that he can withstand any type of wrath
he can do all with the simple reason that he does not believe in faith
It has been clearly laid down that death is complete surety
it has to be faced by child, poor, rich or even mighty
it is of no use to loose the ground at every stage
it may be countered if life at every page
Birth is reality and we have been ushered in new world
the life may be shaped by others who will continue to hold
all cards and bring us up in the realistic atmosphere
even though it is full of challenge, agony, pain and fear
it is realized and understood that life can't be brought to an end
we have to adjust to the scenario with little or some amends
how could one thing of bringing it to stage of collapse?
even if he has to face so much hardship and remain tense
It is not bead of roses that you may be heavenly gifted
it is sheer your efforts that may help the standard to be lifted
not all may be lucky to survive the onslaught of fate
some may get the fortune early of life or very late
It is futile to think of death at every moment
you should not fall prey to defeatist tendency or movement
when we know that life is destined for something new
you have to make concerted efforts and renew
One one birth and one death in complete life span
no second thought or idea must work as plan
it will be cowards death every time
this is drawback and will be considered as biggest crime
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Age Old Dilemma
It has remained and been age old dilemma
But spelt well now by others and Dalai Lama
What we had understood about real life?
Was it merely passing time with very good wife?
That may be one good aspect
We failed to understand it and respect
It has always been a mystery and mirage
Lots of thesis can be written on long pages
Think of poor people who have nothing eat!
Look after family and children with two ends to meet
Very difficult to understand the philosophy in real terms
When situation is so tidy and cruelly turns
He has no where to go but fight to fill hunger
So much rage inside with lots of hatred and anger
Whole world seems against and remedy for poverty
Where is the time to remember good thing and almighty?
Those who have enough of means try for more wealth
They need enormous even at the cost of their health
Humanity is just farce and no value for human being
They want to have sway allover and rule as king
It may be naïve to discard such theory
It is cause of concern and worry
We spend the life in pursuit of money
There leaves less time to enjoy the honey
Life comes to an end when everything is in hand
Lots of relatives wait for speedy departure at the end
Since you have failed to realize happily with wealth
They want lion’s share after your early death
This dogma has remained for ever and may continue
No one has come out of it even after repeated review
It is mirage hunt that keeps us in fray
We are running after it and always going away
Some individuals successfully come out of it and enjoy
For them life is mission and should be continued with joy
It is likely not to come in thousands of years
So live up to full length even if some agony comes to bear
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What Is Expected
What is expected of a person?
Whether poor, rich, man or woman
To live earthly with all the lies
True part of it never realizes
Hats of to a person who sees her self
A rare creature of God and gem of sea shelf
That is how you are supposed to live
Take oath and ardently believe
What is special thing in you?
Made of color, bones and flash through
A shape that is beautiful or ugly
Good reason to attract a person readily
We don't know the reason behind
There is something yet to find
We may pass through every ordeal
Life then may seem to be fact and real
I won't say everybody should pass through acid test
Some of us may have unexpected and very bet
Yet there is possibility of passing through rough weather
If he or she comes out of it may certainly add feather
Pray almighty for what has been granted
Accept for what has been denied and not wanted
Yet you are alive to witness and pass out
Life and its mission is exactly what you don't think about
I give full marks to young lady who faces the uphill task
Come in grip of wolves who attack with masks
Yet there is resolve to stand against and fight for survival
With no let up in spirit and surge ahead for revival
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A pain of thorn
Oh, God I could feel the pain of thorn
I am at aghast to know how it could be worn.
The wounds all over and body completely torn
Was this the only thing when God father sent the baby to be born?
Anarchy, disbelief, injustice and torture prevailed
Fanatics ruled and religious practice curtailed
No safety for disciples and complete blockade
No hymns, no prayers and all congregations forbade
Was there any necessity for almighty to take birth on land?
Why did earth illuminate and bell rang on arrival with the bands?
Was it right signal for the mass to take a heave a sigh of relief?
Some divine soul was to take birth to strengthen their belief
How much we caused a pain and anguish?
We were hell bent upon for their life to be finished
We did not see kindness and love for mankind
On the contrary we ignored the teachings as blind
Thousands of years later still I feel the same pain of wound
I cry over each place when touch and find
Why cruel treatment was meted out when you were very kind?
Why all appeals felled on deaf ears and were rescinded?
Certainly they would have been most feared animals
Who would have definitely resented the divine spirit’s arrival?
Hell might have been let loose and terror unleashed
The earth might have turned red with lots of bloodshed
You bled all along but did not flee
You were for them an inspiration like big tree
You wanted to see whole world happy and free
Many still preferred to be blinded and refused to see
What have you left behind us as golden heritage?
Beautiful life to be lead happily in each stage
No room for complaints of any kind from true disciples
Simple ideals neatly woven and based on principles
Not a single word against wrong doers and torturers?
“God forbid them from doing it and turn into believers”
They are all human and forgive them for what they are doing
Spare them for completing their sins and prove later on something
I understand no logic behind
It is forget and forgive of natural kind
No one reacts to the bad things in bad way
This is what we have been taught to keep away
Tears drops from my eyes as I try to memorize
Endless sufferings perpetrated and organized
How could you endure such a pain smilingly?
Here we are not prepared even to share happiness willingly?
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Because We Are In Love
We as human beings always fear of death
Although there are scary times in life
That we do pass through humbling by
There are times that make us die while we are still alive
There are aches in life make us die
Yet every single second thousands and thousands of times
But what is that great reason that keeps us hung up to life so tight
Still makes me admire
Even in our hardest times we never give up trying
We stand up to continue living
Even when we are down in knees
Ah incredible we are, we human beings
We are in love with life
We are the real heroes
Because even though all these wars, around
With all these heart aches
We still try to put on a smile
Disregarding our tearing hearts inside
We keep trying to fix the disasters surrounded us
Even though we know there's no possibility but we never lose faith
We repute ant gather our broken parts together
We insist to survive just because we are the real heroes of this life
Yes we are strong enough to survive living
Because we are in love with this life.
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Stop gap
Death is defined as just rest place and stop gap
Journey to heavenly abode and considered right step
Birth in next world, if that is desired, dependent on His will
Happy ending if one is contended and rightly feels
It is not preferred by anybody but till it comes
No one is happy about it and doesn’t welcome
New birth is celebrated with joy and fun fare
No one tries to knows how it comes and from where?
If death really would not have been the fear factor?
People would have interfered in all the sectors
Leaving of this world makes them real little scary
Otherwise they would have been left with no worry
They could have defied temporal’s authority
Simply not have bowed head before almighty
Life would have been made tough and living hell
Things could have been made dreary and not well
Death is welcome step and good gesture
Everybody is having final day decided for future
Not a second can be shifted from here and there
You got to feel comfortable, very safe and stay here
Why He doesn’t interfere in day today’s routine?
Why do we console ourselves even after not doing fine?
It is our inner strength that holds us together
Death or no death we simply don’t bother
We must accept it as immortal factor
We come here in life to play as actor
No one cares or try to know what the life is all about?
Is it punishment to suffer in life or opt out?
Life is precious gift to human being
He can be either very poor or king
He may lead it with fun fare and joy
Though life may be simply decoy
Life should not considered as burden
We can make it beautiful like heaven
It has its own charm and purpose
We must mean it and not to suppose
Life is to be enjoyed with full length
It is not weakness but real strength
What one needs to know is its mission?
Leave the life decently with good liaison
You may not have chance to revisit place
No one can grant you permission to replace
It has to be spent with grace and happiness
Pray the almighty for His mercy and kindness
We must bow our head with gratitude
We should have generous and nice attitude
Life and dearth is synonymous thing
It is part of cycle and that speaks something
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The natural course
I never felt dissatisfied and lamented
The natural course and behavior always appreciated
Never condemned bad and gave so much importance to good
As both were to be balanced and properly understood
One can not be equated with another
As one leads to joy and another leads to bother
Both carry significance in life and stay together
For one thing we shy off and for another carry a feather
People or for that matter everybody prays a rising sun
They go after it and sometimes make lots of fun
Lot many words are said in praise only to please
With expectation of some favor in return or release
It is human tendency to look for and go with sunny side
The angle has always remained narrow and differences very wide
Everyday we come up with strong resolve to fare better
But soon forget to take up or push for the stage later
Life as such is considered precious
You may cope up with problems and become famous
It has double tendency to take you up and excel
Or push down to valley and show you real hell
Everybody will not be blessed with comforts
We come through unnatural death reports
Some people are afraid of and end life with suicides
Life becomes intolerable and frustration is unbearable to hide
Life can’t be carried on with heavy burdens
It must be faced with lots of struggle even
It is mental feeling and forces us to loose patience
Life can be lived full length despite lot many odds presence
If death has to take over then no one can rescue
It has to come by any means if destiny is due
We are here to fulfill the mission and come alive
The life philosophy must be understood and believed
Many have taken birth this before and gone peacefully
Their names are inscribed on stones as they lead it successfully
If their contribution was well worth and exemplary
Their name was to be considered as formidable and necessary
At one particular moment you are at height of the peak
At very next moment you are pushed on the ground as weak
Your place is taken over by another deserving and capable man
Hence life is to be understood properly and lived as human
We need not worry about tomorrow’s fate
We will be no more to witness it on that date
Let life be enjoyed as is blessed in present form
Let us learn closely and stay properly informed
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Joy on face
Did you ever notice joy on my face?
When I went near to her and made no chase
I used to keep her happy all the time and showered the love
Met all the demands and generally agreed to believe
When ever I ask something she will feel shy
If ask more or insist then she will lower the eyes
She will never raise the head and answer
She had distinct way to obey and surrender
I have seen special qualities in children
They will want nothing in return
Only love and little warmth with favor
Stay at home with security and without fear
I used to sink in my old childhood days
How kind was my parent in their ways?
No sweets offer of any kind but sweet words
Some sort of happiness and hand over head
How could we forget those memorable moments?
With meager income and still no words to resent
Always eager to meet to ends with no more expectation
That was how bridge was built with strong bond and relation
I never miss them for a single moment and sometimes cry
Every demand was met without a single question or asking why
Even though they were not schooled but had sense of fulfillment
They really moved with us in each occasion and remained present
I find lords blessings in child’s presence
They are called messenger of God hence
I wish to remain them with innocence for some more time
Till they attain maturity for appropriate time
You see the reflection and happiness
No one may have any reason to complain in any case
In real sense they are another name for almighty
The creator of different flowers with lots of variety
I loose presence of mind in their sweet talks
What an elegant way of putting steps while they walk
No worry and fear when we are around and present
Get everything in time and no room to complain or resent
I am so much lucky to be father of such a lovely child
Where else you can pray and find?
Lucky are those who have nothing on hand
Yet enjoy rich world with children as friends
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Good Bye
It is time to say good bye,
amidst small gathering and cry,
Soul to depart from body and fly,
No one knows where and why?
Always stayed among kith and kin
Struggled hard though not very keen
So much load on solder as it had always been
So many odds against but clear path seen
Kept all flocks under shed and together
Waging a struggle and not thought to bother
Continued to strive very hard and survived
Explored all possible means and revived
Lived life to the extent possible,
Made it easy though looked impossible,
Discharged obligations to the last end,
Sensed eternal signals which were send,
Many things were done and remained undone,
Received acclaim from friends as well done,
Considered life as meaningful and good mission,
No doubts ever occurred as matter of question
Will my work remain not to be in time finished?
Chances are not bright and seems to be diminished
though life remained fulfilled and has no regret,
it’s time to sleep peacefully and rest to forget,
Will my living not be exemplary and remembered?
Ideas may soon be forgotten and pushed in corner
This may take place or happen later or sooner,
It is a lesson for the learner or beginner
I may have not lived up to the expectations,
May have many emissions and omissions,
Might have not yielded to the submissions,
But always have resisted the temptations
Ambition and desire may remain always a concern
Attempt to disassociate will be a lesson to learn
Sun always shined and brought ray of hope,
Descending was easy even in high slopes
it gives enough joy And contentment
Life seems to be a mission for fulfillment
Might have faced rough weather sometimes
Everybody in life faces good or bad times
Eyes are filled with joy and unhappiness
When you became familiar with closeness
It was happy union but soon to come to an end
You had to leave everybody including friends
It is not easy to forget log association
Either in service, circle or with family
Sometimes we might have acted silly
But it would have been atmosphere homely
It is tearful and sad departure
You may feel end in near future
It is simple law of nature
Just get top of it and be sure
Final journey to bid farewell and bye,
Not enough time to say even lie,
Permanent position to find and go,
Leaving behind memories and forgo
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Heaven Can Wait....(Revised)
Heaven is the place where I want
to be when I am gone but right now...
Heaven can wait!
Heaven can wait...till I can help my sister
who got cancer, my brother who is lost in
life, my nephews and nieces who I can
be of help in terms of good advice and
financial hardships; give a lending hand
to my best friends who made me
who I am now!
Heaven can wait till I am able to
prove myself of what I want to be;
what I can be and achieve my
goals in life; help others
in varied ways in shaping them
for what they want to be with my
my hard-earned wisdom and experience!
Heaven can wait till I believe again in
Creation rather than in Evolution;
believe that there is a GOD than
convincing myself that there is None
or continuously doubt if there is One!
Heaven can wait till I find a church again
that I sincerely believe in that can give me
my last rites; a true messenger of Christ
not only of what he preaches of the Bible
but what kind of life we all should lead and
follow his example.
Heaven can wait till I fully understand
my own existence...do I exist to live or
live to exist; till I am able to comprehend
the mysterious Cycle of Life...birth and
death and the life span in-between.
What if I don’t end up in Heaven,
then I have to find out if there is such a
thing called Hell!
Heaven can wait...till I can assure and
find out for myself that I have a soul from
diehard Theologists so I can get there
or find out from brilliant Scientists that I
will decompose just like the rest of the
animals and just become part of the fertile soil.
Heaven can wait and fill that that space
for people who died because of poor health,
were in great pain and did not enjoy life;
the young ones who died because some
people are heartess; for babies whose lives
are aborted and never given chance to live.
Heaven can wait till I convince myself again
that there is Life after Death and there is
place called Heaven and a place called Hell!
If there is a Heaven...can you please wait;
and if I belong in Hell, God forgive me...
for Heaven's sake!
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Before marriage
What a girl might be thinking before her marriage?
Lot many happy dreams that has come up with age
A beautiful journey to be taken along with companion
A bond of never ending dreams and nice union!
So many friends come forward to suggest
What factors to be remembered as best?
What to forget outright and what to digest?
Well orchestrated rehearsal for coming test
All anxieties in mind for ship to anchor at the port
Clear worries with all illusions to garner the support
The sky may naturally clear off with clouds disappearance
When meeting will be taking with full trust and faith at once
Life has been put to me as two wheels of cart
I may prove its test and find charm at the start
Love to accommodate and live with whatever he has
Try to find out some good smile that must fit on face?
I foresee and anticipate male domination
Flowers presentation with vigorous aggression
Under the name of holy bond to witness the surrender
All speculations to come at rest when meet the real challenger
What will be left out me after that sweet encounter?
I think everything will move on smoothly thereafter
Life may go on with all the dreams to realize one after another
Worries to be kept at bay and not much of it left to bother
What will be stand on the way here after as one sage is over?
Find fine tuning with the circumstances and enjoy under cover
What else can be expected when all the anxieties are over in one night?
A peaceful life with not much to think what is wrong or right
In girl’s life such a stage come once in life time?
Where fears remain in remote corner sometimes
Yet that situation is preferred with fear or joy
We call it a fun but worth to enjoy it with beautiful toy
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Myself and nobody
As birds try to sing with melody
I think of myself and nobody
The day starts with new strategy in mind
How to come out with success and new ways to find
Today is different from other day
I find the solace from sincere pray
As I believed salvation is the only way
I had to look up in eyes to find a ray
Oh, my savior God I found you gloomy
The weather outside was calm and not stormy
There was no leakage in roof for water to fall
Why I felt there some thing written on the all?
Your eyes were watery and seemed river flowing out
So much agony, pain and anguish that was all about
What else could be the reason for such bad omen?
Such thoughts took place in mind all of sudden
Have we erred some where O, Lord, O father?
You are so powerful and why it should it bother?
Are not you happy at what we do on this beautiful earth?
Do you find no penalty is enough than the death?
Do you see in us the loss of moral ground?
Do you see in us futility to go around?
Are we really burden on this heavenly object?
Do you lament our origin or reject?
It seemed to me his finger going up
Was He upset over whole set up?
The tears were shining as if disapproval of our action?
We have discredited His sacrifice in fight and frictions
I could feel some little whisper
The melody was not blowing from piper
It was great pity on us as being very human
All our acts seemed to Him to be very inhuman
I cursed myself to be among one
I had cared for self and for none
It may be the case with all
Should I take this sign as final call?
I prayed almighty to be true and sincere
Coming Christmas or festival to be free from fear
All vows and promises with earnest desire
Not to make mockery of dignified life as satire
I wondered at the little the spent in His prayer
There was apparently no shield or layer
He seemed to me a just prophet or messenger
Today was great day to find Him visible anger
“Come to my refuge and I shall take”
All your burdens and life will not be faked
I shall endeavor all your pains with smile
You may lead the life happily meanwhile
*I read the inscribed words in the golden plate*
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Holy Home
Dear sir, it was God will
Else he might have been alive still
The great souls are needed there
They have to pick up from somewhere
It was your holy home
Only your son was welcome
God has taken note of your charity
He was loved by almighty
He could, otherwise laid you to rest
That is the only endurance and test
The destiny was decided as something different
The apostles were directly sent
You have seen and passed through age
How difficult it is now to manage!
I wish almighty give long endurance
You pass this test also at once
You brought him up with great care
No one could challenge him or dare
He was beautiful rose in your garden
His departure at this stage was all of sudden
It may take years to heal
You may miss him and feel
But remember it is God’s will
You are chosen for time to kill
It is your self service and wisdom
No one can challenge and understand seldom
God has give pain but may give strength too
This is advice but very true
You were blessed with enough of wealth
I wish and pray for nice stay with good health
It may be considered as serious blow
But He has bless you divine glow
You may last and endure
With so much peace for sure
The mission entrusted may be fulfilled
The humanity thrust in you will never be killed
Think not what the blow has delivered
Bear in mind what Gold has offered
You are still at helm of affairs
The garden may boom again with all the flowers
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Crusade or struggle
Where and what place will stop this crusade?
Why have I to make futile attempts to invade?
Hunt for things which is not going to rescue
Which never belonged, never is and or falls due
Whole life I ran after oasis water
Did get nothing and became hater
In corner of the house agony I bear
Quietly I shed crocodiles tear
It was my unique way of dealing
Deep wounds but no real way for healing
Heart filled with grief but still concealing
Hatred towards all with no good feelings
It is how human beings live on with mission
Under pretext of falsehood with no admission
Presenting self with shield of sheer and blatant lies
Living in dreamy land with no answer or replies
I am tired of living constantly in falsehood
I find no other means for livelihood
Every time I have to take false pretext and refuge
How can I admit truth or flatly refuse?
Thousands of creatures take birth on land
Rejoice all over and joy as seen God’s hand
Many perish without anybody’s notice
Life is difficult and can’t be spent with peace
So many may find heaven on earth and feel touchy
God has been blessed with them to make them lucky
It might have been the destiny that is thrust upon
We have no other option left but to carry on
I often curse luck for no fault of mine
Why have I to walk on dangerous land mines?
Every time there is risk of heavy explosion
At heart I experience even heavier implosion
I still believe there is room for justice
It may be delayed but not denied by His office
Still feel some thing may emerge to bale me out
May be possible escape from complete rout
I strongly believe in Almighty’s capacity and power
It is He only who can guide us and empower
Still unclear in mind how it is going to happen?
Is there any possibility to live at ease even?
I am disillusioned at what is happening around
Not a slight percentage of humanity is found
Helplessness and realities grip firmly and surround
Person has to struggle very hard and come round
Still life is to be lived with and show must go on
Success or failure but must pursue and follow on
It is immaterial whether it is lost or won
Page has to kept in tact before being torn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Heavy Load
Orbison/price
At times it seems too rough, things just drag me down
Its hard to find the strength to just one more round
When I need help, I know where to go
cos youre the best friend that I could ever know
Being taught the words from you .... from what is true
Someone to share the pain that Im going through
And its a heavy load that I bear and its a heavy crown that I wear
As I travel down this road, its a heavy load, its a heavy load
Its a heavy load that I bear and its a heavy crown that I wear
So help me one more time, its such an uphill climb
As I travel down this road, its a heavy load
Lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load
Lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sudden call
Sudden call from your inner conscience
No use to sit idle and see across fence
Time is running short and has to pack
Final journey with no possible come back
What did you earn during life span?
Did you serve well yourself or clan?
Was there any remorse on your part?
Did you outwit or tried to outsmart?
Prepare self for possible journey
Nothing to accompany including money
Leaving the land with open eyes
Relative may say weep sad good byes
You may undergo deep anguish and pain
Your all efforts will be futile and in vain
You may look miserable helpless
Looking at sky with eyes clueless
You may wonder why you failed.
Were you confined with life or jailed?
Did that serve and useful purpose?
What is left for you now to suppose?
You may try to look bank and analyze
Try to feel pity and gesture to sympathize
Something to speak but fail to deliver
Living organs die slowly including lever
You may slowly slip into coma stage
You may try to regain but unable to manage
All memories may surface as pinching salt
You may feel it deeply with final assault
Thousand of thought may invade mind
You may not have escape route to find
Eventually you may relent and accept the reality
Life’s misadventure and its overall futility
Nothing goes along except good will or gesture
No one may remember you in near future
All your lifework may soon to evaporate
Good work may speak for people to narrate
Life to end with body to be laid
Two words of praise always said
Nothing rests with body or soul
Night may look odd with voice of owl
Departure or end may coincide with mission
May be there so many emissions or omissions
Thousands of problems with unanswered questions
Its end may be tragic or ………………..
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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