Poems of great poets
I used to read poems of great poets
They had great sense of humor but looked quiet
They were all in their late seventies
Full of experience and knowledge to influence young of twenties
I was not at all fascinated but greatly influenced
I looked with shame as some of words were not correctly pronounced
I was shocked in disbelief and it was quite disheartening
This all seemed to me as if end of career and its shortening
I used to wonder and watch at the sky
How easily the birds could roam and fly!
They had no restriction and could easily sing
They were armed with liberty and powerful wings
I used to hear great stories about the hard way and plight
How much great people were to struggle and fight?
Today I see them usher in great fame and in new era
This was made possible with additional effort or extra
It is good to have some literary test
It gives right way of means to prove best
The ideas can be expressed in best possible way
This also makes it possible for the tension and worries to keep away
I wondered what I would become or be able to write in future
It was just an anxiety but for something I was very sure
I would impress upon people and try to secure
The formidable position to attain and reassure
This was only dream and I was living in it
I was not at all near to it or able to fit
It was not such easy job and difficult to fulfill
All aspirations were to be realized but all in infancy stage still
It is child’s wish and may find it with good finish
It is life time desire before one is about to perish
It is not like having a desire of tasteful dish
It may remain all the way a simple but powerful wish
Most of us desire for great skill
But besieged with inferiority and zeal
Think of a poem that comes out with no feeling
Have then full thrust with will power of stealing
One may have very good zeal with poet's heart
With all concentration and dedication to start
That may improve upon with passing of phase
You will then with watching it with ease
Sincerity and skill can play a trick
One should be very simple and not strict
There should be simple and straight presentation
Even if you are unsuccessful still it will be a consolation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice end to finish
It is rightly said that perform or perish
World may not end or finish
The ponds may be full of fishes
You should have will power or powerful wish
What you are expected to perform?
Life full of energy with good reforms
Everything to go on with complete norms
Nothing to worry even if arrival of storms
Will the worries end with our failure?
Will it make strong enough to reassure?
How do we go ahead and make it sure?
How do we make it full proof in our tenure?
We are engulfed with problems from the day one
We cried often but it objected by none
Life may not give you that golden chance again
You must strive hard for the position to regain
Everyday we die of poor performance
We may fail in our young age for romance
whatever we embark upon should have clear goal
It must have backing from the soul
You may go on improving the style
You may succeed also for meanwhile
There may be enough reasons to send you in exile
It is still your domain to work hard and excel
The day may start with new message
You may wish for clear passage
You may go in for it and manage
You may make fine imprint on the page
Live life king size even in distress
It may not help you to remove stress
You may loose your heat in that case
It had to be taken as bad phase
The dark clouds may disappear
You may feel happy and strongly appear
The broad smile may speak of everything
You have attained as result something
It is not the routine on one time affair
To term it in same way may be unfair
Each chance must be availed with great zeal
The live then may be looked enterprising and real
We are not here by simple chance
You must look back and glance
Your past history and experience with maturity
You will be able to improve upon with good quality
Take on zealously with the formidable task
Don’t face it with double standard or wearing the mask
It is the real test for you to come out and prove
You will then definitely emerge as winner and move
Let there be no applause
Leave no room for surprises
The mountain of problems may rise
You must act and constantly revise
Let fortune alone not rule the scene
Your ability also must be seen
You should always be thriving or look very keen
You may not look back when there is definite win
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice end
It is rightly said that perform or perish
World may not end or finish
The ponds may be full of fishes
You should have will power or powerful wish
What you are expected to perform?
Life full of energy with good reforms
Everything to go on with complete norms
Nothing to worry even if arrival of storms
Will the worries end with our failure?
Will it make strong enough to reassure?
How do we go ahead and make it sure?
How do we make it full proof in our tenure?
We are engulfed with problems from the day one
We cried often but it objected by none
Life may not give you that golden chance again
You must strive hard for the position to regain
Everyday we die of poor performance
We may fail in our young age for romance
whatever we embark upon should have clear goal
It must have backing from the soul
You may go on improving the style
You may succeed also for meanwhile
There may be enough reasons to send you in exile
It is still your domain to work hard and excel
The day may start with new message
You may wish for clear passage
You may go in for it and manage
You may make fine imprint on the page
Live life king size even in distress
It may not help you to remove stress
You may loose your heat in that case
It had to be taken as bad phase
The dark clouds may disappear
You may feel happy and strongly appear
The broad smile may speak of everything
You have attained as result something
It is not the routine on one time affair
To term it in same way may be unfair
Each chance must be availed with great zeal
The live then may be looked enterprising and real
We are not here by simple chance
You must look back and glance
Your past history and experience with maturity
You will be able to improve upon with good quality
Take on zealously with the formidable task
Don’t face it with double standard or wearing the mask
It is the real test for you to come out and prove
You will then definitely emerge as winner and move
Let there be no applauses
Leave no room for surprises
The mountain of problems may rise
You must act and constantly revise
Let fortune alone not rule the scene
Your ability also must be seen
You should always be thriving or look very keen
You may not look back when there is definite win
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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George Crabbe Wrote Of
George Crabbe wrote of hardship and poverty and woe
In the England he lived in a long time ago
But perhaps his poems might be more popular today
Had he looked at life in a less truthful way.
George Crabbe wrote of children in dire poverty
The poor sad victims of Human cruelty
And the poems full of pathos and the poems full of truth
Of a poet who was blessed with the great gift of ruth.
He wrote of human cruelty to their own kind
A God in the soul of such a person you'll find
He did not write of mythological figures or monarch or squire
He wrote for the poor his type I do admire.
Of the poverty around him he was all too aware
But poets like George Crabbe they have always been rare
Though if you feel a bit down and a good laugh you do need
His poems lacking in Humor are not for you to read.
Of the poor souls of England George Crabbe did write
His poems not hard to understand or to read or recite
And though as a person and poet he was great
Such poets the masses never do celebrate.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Change in order
I at once thought world should change its order
It should look one on map without any border
Freedom movement without any restrictions
Free flow of human traffic without any frictions
It may spread message of love and peace
This is golden opportunity we should not miss
It must strike to all that it is necessity and must
We should take lead start at once and be the first
Well these are simple thoughts and may not look real
From the face of it they may look worthy and ideal
How much can we do remove the plight or ordeal?
Can we not act as honest broker and strike a deal?
It may not find favor with many across the world
The response may be lukewarm or very cold
It is possible that they may not try to come in fold
It needs chance to realize with initiatives very bold
I am not here to advocate any principle or ideology
It is not simple out cry, alarm, propaganda or bogey
When world is driven by powerful lobby and money?
They need power blocks, powerful alliances and company
It can be ruled out at the outset or from the beginning
It may not even have good start or find good opening
Age old rivalries have taken a deep root with distrust
It is formidable ask to come out with mutual trust
It may disappear with passage of time and find solution
It doesn’t require and great change with bloody revolution
It also doesn’t require power dissipation or devolution
It needs preparedness or acceptance in mind with formulation
I am not sure of its reasonability or correctness
It may look good piece of writing with neatness
Still it seems that it should given fair chance or trial
No one from heart may disagree or offer denial
Everybody wants to live in peace with harmony
They may be living uncomfortably at odds with so many
It is desire from their heart that they should come in terms
To do away with all misconceptions which prove as germs?
You may not be great visionary and being your own drums
You may look idealist with blend of thoughts and good dreams
It may prove as driving force to come round with favor
Fragrance of love and peace may find place with flavor
I shall consider my self deem fit to be called a true son
If I can perform well with time and act as good person
It I change every time for needs without any strong reason
Nature too may feel shame if they shower or show up without season
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Arrogance of a Poet
Reading, reading, reading aloud,
Out to an audience or a large crowd,
A lovely poem, simple like this,
Rhyming couplets, O what a bliss,
Next a succulent simile,
Like this, like that or just like me.
Alliteration, simile all in one,
The Sun looked down, thinking well done!
Woah, personification, the touch of skill
But ofcourse, I can still
Go further and further with these thoughts,
Enjambment used, eat my shorts!
My skill unmatched, the audience applaud,
Score,10/10, definitely assured.
But still this skill was not enough,
They believed my poem was still a rough
Copy or a draft, not the final one,
A poem to impress, that could have won.
And so I wander back, like a whale
To feed my young poems a treacherous tale,
To which they will, rebel and fight
For why did that poem not set alight
The crowd with all its great talent,
But I will not, never, relent
In making you poems walk into fame,
And there goes my poetic technique again...
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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A poems are treasure
Neither poems are lost treasure
nor they are means of pleasure
they are meant to be enjoyed by others
We need not go into it and bother
they are never lost from mind
They appear in many forms and we do find
there is place and existence
it has no past but real presence
Why do the thoughts emerge?
Why do they compel and urge?
Some happy moments to bear the shape?
Though with some bitter moments of shame?
It has equal bearing and importance
They invade sudden and at once
We got to give them place and honor
They may represent reality with horror
It may not be appreciated or liked by all
It may not be able to bring down the wall
But it will definitely pierce through the mind
Where it will generate the feelings very kind
It is simple projection coming out from clear conscience
It is reflective mood of the presence
It might have witnessed many pulses of high magnitude
It may speak nicely of the individual's attitude
Can any one take notes on piece of paper and write?
Can that draw any attention when you call some one or invite?
It may be commented as good or nice
But no one may commit or assure with promise
Many may be writing with great skill and deep feeling
It may not be finding favor or end with reeling
It is not the simple tact of conveying the message
It is not usual to come with the passing of the age
The poems are reflection of the natural mood
It acts like nourishment and serves as food
It is phenomenal development of the mind
It is generally accepted for its rich kind
It is nice medium to feel and convey
It responds to pure feelings and obey
It is not just putting of the simple views
This fact is realized by only few
The poems must find and be read in real context
It must have unique thinking with powerful text
It has writer's mind with powerful couplet
It should not meet cruel fate
The poems are read with zeal
It is not fictitious but real
It may serve as tonic or meal
It can assuage your feelings or heal
It is reflective mood of the poet
He can compose all but can't keep quiet
The poems may serve as eternal ground
We may like it more with intense bond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet not to remain quiet
It is essence of poet not to remain quiet
Even though may not have knowledge considered to be basic
The thoughts and images must reach to the masses
As they may have enough of it to read in classes
The flower may not know what fragrance it has
There might not be awareness yesterday as it was
Still there may be bright tomorrow to celebrate
It may be simple try by poet to project and narrate
The poets are called crazy and thought driven
They do not bother for their appearance even
They eat whatever they get and stay wherever they are
The world is so close to them and not very far
They are part of each living object
They accept it in mind and never reject
They try to feel natural belongingness
And it is there as gift to feel oneness
Not all can feel the impulse of nature
Not all can see the well being of future
Only few can breathe with it and survive
They make it perfect and try to revive
It requires third eye to feel the real soul
You may witness it casually and not as whole
You get hurt when something wrong is done to nature
You express sorrow when over apathy to cure
Not that people are cruel and less sentimental
They may be part of bad set up and very much instrumental
Yet poet is different from others and feels grieved
He has the noble soul and her words are respected and believed
Everybody may be passing through critical phase
There may be mad race and long chase
Yet there may be enough of reasonability in approach
Poet may try to project but not attempt to teach or preach
Some of them may be called nationalist
Some one may be well known as futurists
Some may come out as strong supporters of the liberty
Some may prove very good at prayers of almighty
It is not that only poets do great service
People from many walks of life also suffice
Their contribution is well known and of very good standard
It is the basis for which to go ahead and look forward
But the rainbow can only be seen in poetic heart
By little appearance of natural beauty it will simply start
It will pen beautiful words to please old and young alike
Not all the ideas may occur to all or strike
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet not to remain
It is essence of poet not to remain quiet
Even though may not have knowledge considered to be basic
The thoughts and images must reach to the masses
As they may have enough of it to read in classes
The flower may not know what fragrance it has
There might not be awareness yesterday as it was
Still there may be bright tomorrow to celebrate
It may be simple try by poet to project and narrate
The poets are called crazy and thought driven
They do not bother for their appearance even
They eat whatever they get and stay wherever they are
The world is so close to them and not very far
They are part of each living object
They accept it in mind and never reject
They try to feel natural belongingness
And it is there as gift to feel oneness
Not all can feel the impulse of nature
Not all can see the well being of future
Only few can breathe with it and survive
They make it perfect and try to revive
It requires third eye to feel the real soul
You may witness it casually and not as whole
You get hurt when something wrong is done to nature
You express sorrow when over apathy to cure
Not that people are cruel and less sentimental
They may be part of bad set up and very much instrumental
Yet poet is different from others and feels grieved
He has the noble soul and her words are respected and believed
Everybody may be passing through critical phase
There may be mad race and long chase
Yet there may be enough of reasonability in approach
Poet may try to project but not attempt to teach or preach
Some of them may be called nationalist
Some one may be well known as futurists
Some may come out as strong supporters of the liberty
Some may prove very good at prayers of almighty
It is not that only poets do great service
People from many walks of life also suffice
Their contribution is well known and of very good standard
It is the basis for which to go ahead and look forward
But the rainbow can only be seen in poetic heart
By little appearance of natural beauty it will simply start
It will pen beautiful words to please old and young alike
Not all the ideas may occur to all or strike
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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On A Famed Poet
Forgive me if his greatness I cannot seem to note
His poems never rhyme but he is a famed poet
By literary experts considered to be knowledgeable and wise
And for his poems he has won many a prize.
Though poetry is not very popular today
The poet of the poetry lovers the experts do say
In University literary magazines students his verses read
And they all agree he's a fine poet indeed.
Of poets and poetry I must confess so little I know
My favourites old rhymers from ages ago
On the poetry I do not like most experts agree
That it is well written and quite good poetry.
Forgive me if the worth in his verse I can't see
His non rhyming poetry does nothing for me
Of reading blank verse I do quickly grow tired
My truth is by such stuff I do not feel inspired.
The experts on his poetry great interest show
And his stature as a poet only seems to grow
Of him great things are written and great things we hear
And good luck to him on his literary career.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Great Big Man
Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet.
Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat
'cause there's a man at the window who knows just what you think,
and there's a water boy behind you who won't give you a drink
Well it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell,
They'll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell.
Well they've got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow,
And you've got nothing left to do but to let your anger show.
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
Think about your baby, think about your wife,
Think about your banker who's trying to take your life.
Think about this planet that's rolling through the night.
Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight?
You got the muscle, big man, you got the power,
but you're getting weaker with each passing hour.
Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night,
well if it's you that must stay, well then it's you that must fight!
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, your future's not bright,
it takes a great big man to win a great big
great big man to win a great big fight.
song performed by by Don McLean
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A word imagery
It is nice to translate imagery
It is fine blend of summary
It may come In the form of words
It may be fine flow to take it forward
Is it pure means to praise some one?
Or simple oratory or words for none?
It is likely to bring some one to the core
To draw the inference and come closer
It is likely to raise the status
There is great feeling and new impetus
Some one has occupied your mind
You are trying to woo but no means to find
It may ease the life for all times to come
The change is all of sudden and welcome
It is regarding the holy union for future
The words fulfill it and make doubly sure
How to explain it when it is specially a woman?
It has always proved difficult for simple man
He may try to prove it as much as he can
He may try all means so not to miss the train
It is intelligent way of approaching
It may bring new hope each morning
There may still be and look different
It may matter less as it is transparent
Each word may speak of high volume
There is no scope for doubts to assume
One has to grasp it correctly and go ahead
Life may look easy and worthwhile to lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Moderns
To many reading modern poetry more interesting the meaning in the metaphors they seek to find
They feel it makes their brains work that much harder that it is good exercise for the mind
Rhyme for their great brains seems that bit too simple it does not test their thinking power at all
'Tis not a poem to them if it seems simple and the meaning in it easy to recall,
Yes rhyme for them it does seem that bit simple and deciphering it to them is not a test
The hidden meaning in the metaphors is something that does seem to try them best
Rhyme poetry to them is too simple and far too easy for to understand
It has to be blank verse with dozens of metaphors for their interest for to command
They look on rhyme and bush poets as inferior their preference in poets and poetry they make known
On literature they air their opinions like it is said to each their own
Their poetry evenings do seem quite exclusive rhyme poets to read they never do invite
Their unmusical lines that are laced with metaphors to each other they do recite
They do not like rhyme or they do not like bush poetry to them it is of another time
And in their poetry evenings there is no place for the men and the women of rhyme.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Zeal
Your zeal and my zeal,
Great cloud of witness to take us through;
But Adam and Eve fell into sin.
Of fleshly fathers to correct us,
Of fleashly mothers to care for us,
But to the great gathering of love is what we need.
Chasten your children and teach them the zeal of life,
For the great cloud of witness is with zeal.
My love is higher than the heavens and,
My works are easily noted by you;
But i will wander into the deserts and the mountains.
Perfected is my love by faith,
And i will to you very soon;
But let your zeal lead you on always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Poet's Song
~♥ ♥ ♥ ~
I have read
Works of great men and women
Simple poems and stories
I also have written
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
I love poetries
So too are stories
They are simple daisies
Filling my fantasies
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
It is my refuge
When in sorrow
My hopes and dreams
In my unknown tomorrow
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
I am a poetess
With the dream of sharing
And with my knowledge and skills
Tomorrow, my dreams I will be fulfilling
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
I and my works
May never be great
But I will never lose hope
In God, I place my faith
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
I will never surrender to failure
I shall never retire until I reach my goal
I will read and write literature
I will hear the cry of my hoping soul
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul
~♥ ♥ ♥ ~
poem by Belleza Edella Marian SwanCullen
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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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A burden on individual
It is great burden on individual if he tries to conceal
His conscience may bite till he doesn’t reveal
It is like mustering medicine on wounds to heal
He may have peace of mind and fee it in real
It is human tendency to feel pinch of salt
He may think all the time about his fault
He may not be in position to hide his guilt
It is human mechanism that is there and inbuilt
One must remain particular about doing small things
His strength lies in feeling great like kings
He may find it convinient o think of powerful desire
His followers may follow suit and always admire
One may feel unwanted and forgotten by everybody
He may have strong urge for hunger in body
H e may feel the impact of poverty despite being rich
Everything may seems to be slipping away beyond his reach
He may feel elated at every success
With God’s blessings he will always have an easy access
It required only humbleness with an earnest try
He should leave it to almighty and never question why?
One should never feel lonely and isolated
Everything should run smoothly and stay related
It may not be possible to keep everything in tact
Less you retain more will be happiness in fact
It becomes impregnable fort if that is fortified
Nothing can penetrate even if honestly tried
We should not create a wall where nothing can go out
It will be then impossible to retrieve from possible rout
Let there be all the doors open for free air to come in
You may have to make less effort to score the win
You may easily converse and have the idea as to how to cope
It may prove not difficult but easy to walk on rope
Feed the one person if you can’t cater many
Try to show you are rich even if you are without penny
The flow will be automatic and the purpose will be served
You may get all what you have longed for and deserved
Spread out message of love and harmony to all
You may still feel guilty conscience to make call
Don’t confine anything to your self but make concerted effort
See to it that you are not failing in making good rapport
Everything will be fine with the advent of self confidence
Your heart may not skip with any of the bad incidence
It may prove to be a great asset on your part
It will good beginning with happy start
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bud Tingwell
Bud Tingwell he did have a lengthy life span
And he was a good actor and quite a good man
A famous Australian who was known Worldwide
One could only feel sad to hear that he had died
In his life so many friends the great man made
And widespread respect to him in his passing deservedly paid
A great mentor to aspiring young actors in his long acting career
To so many film buffs himself he did endear
At living a good life one who did succeed
One by good example who always did lead
A man who has been honoured in story and rhyme
His name will live on through the annals of time
For him his separation from life was a painful release
Bud Tingwell the great man may he rest in peace
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Simple Poem For My Mother From My Mother
A SIMPLE POEM FOR MY MOTHER FROM MY MOTHER
All I am is a simple poem.
A few words in language
A child can read.
Simple words
Like my beloved mother
Of Blessed Memory’s Talk-
Simple, straight
Sometimes with quiet humor-
Happy trusting loving
And in intention
Good for the other.
poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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