Politician
Can you make and figure it out?
Who it can be and probably what about?
Round face, clumsy body with belly out
We can easily think and make it out
“What is secret of your being in field?
Is it money, fame or power to yield? ”
I parried question to a well-known leader
Who was considered to be a well known cheater
He boosted him self by arrogant words
Good oratory and words was his sword
No respect for ordinary man’s world
Lukewarm response and attitude cold
They may differ and raise the slogans
Threaten with demonstration and attack with gun
I shall stick to the position and never budge
How can they decide my future and judge?
I am not sage or holy saint
People may starve and in street faint
Media may publish and bad figure paint
What it will do……………………
People may starve as prices soar
I will shed tears but lions like roar
There may be hue, cry and uproar
I will curse the luck but blessings shower
What do I know about national honour?
Money and fame is only need of an hour
I shall have domestic as well as foreign tours
It will be at the cost of exchequer and yours
National wealth will be simply siphoned
Unknown wealth amassed and assets owned
No one may dare to raise the question
Everybody is same so out of question
I may last long and nothing to fear
Insult, shame and blame I bear
So many accusations I may come across and hear
I will cry with people but shedding crocodile tears
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What Is The Value Of Money?
Money we all know is a medium of exchange
Buyers and sellers relate to each other through money
The question here is – what is the value of money?
Few say money is the root of all evil
Many say money is the root of prosperity
And how valuable is money
Almost everything is measured by money
People go to work everyday because of money
Wealth of individuals is measured by money
All purchases and transactions are made by money
Every country has a name for its own money
The importance of some countries
In based on the value of their money
What is the value of money?
The rise and fall of foreign exchange
Is used to measure the value of money
Success to many is also measured by money
Corporate positions are measured by money
There are some people who marry for money
What is the value of money?
To many, money is everything
You cannot get many things done without money
Many have pondered and contemplated to ask
Can human beings live without money?
Then, how shall we determine and decide
The prices of individuals and materials
Differences between the rich and the poor
Are calculated in monetary terms
The power bestowed by money
Seems bigger than imagined
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Traitors of today
Traitors of today occupy imminent position
Well orchestrated songs in praise for composition
Establishment of personal rule over millions of people
Can not look forward for anything good and are unable
What have they to do for their own country?
Rob, steal, cut backs and commission in form of money?
Add vows to already worsened poverty?
Can any one tell us when this will end misery?
I have all praise and kudos for their divine talent
We have tears in eyes but nothing more to lament
What else do they deserve to invite us for comment?
We prefer to be mere spectator and be silent
In ancient time people were hanged to death
For crimes, murders and ill gotten wealth
Today it is considered as an adorable art
Academicians, politicians present themselves as smart
Where is the national interest and security?
How can one claim to be powerful and mighty?
When house is full of defaulters and selfish?
Searching for troubled water to catch the fishes
Why are we facing such national scene?
Such a low lever acts were never witnessed or seen?
How come national wealth is deposited in foreign banks?
How come National security weakened and remains with unsecured flank?
I am no crocodile to shed the tears
I am immune and have no fears
I have power and money to manage the show
I can reign supreme and in full readiness to grow
O, countrymen wake up and prepare for national funeral
Decorate with honor and shields upon their arrival
They are our heroes to barter and take away the freedom
Such things may never appear to witness seldom
I feel pity upon those who foolishly laid down their lives
Curse on those parents who push their children and believe
“The motherland is precious than heaven” and come forward
Time has come now to think and look back ward
Where are those golden days when promises were kept?
Words were honored and nights were spent without being slept?
The national interest ruled supreme in the mind and at heart
Where from to pick thread now and with open mind to restart?
I do not blame the culture or present set up
We have degraded ourselves and deserve to be shut up
We can see the scoundrels flourish with position and wealth
Who bother’s about country men and its deteriorating health?
I wish to born in land again and again
Where Mafias, traitors, and squanders reign
The borders are left open to venture at will
Thousands of innocents to wait for terrorists to come and kill
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Money
Can money kiss you?
Can it give you a hug?
Will money save you from death?
Often people kiss their money
As if money were a person
but does money kiss you back?
Does money make the world go round?
Perhaps money can bring you down
When you spend it all, it’s just gone
leaving you with... possessions?
It’s true; money can buy you things
but it shouldn’t be the main motivation
or reason to live
It’s the root of all evil
Too much love causes greed
Some people have way too much
While others are in real need
Why are people starving?
The rich dictate the poor
Nothing less and nothing more
Everyday prices just rise
Every night we have to pay more to be alive
Dollar signs and question marks
are what I contemplate
Than money breaks up people
and causes them to hate
Never really seeming to be able to relate
What is real and what is fake?
Money isn’t something death will let you take
So why are riches passing by us daily?
On a path to no where, the money is failing
9-16-07
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Black marketers
We had heard enough of black marketers
At least they provided in need so thousand cheers
How much careful planning they have to make?
It is not simple game of hoarding and like sweet cake
At tremendous personal risk some of the things are stored
All possibilities in open market is explored
All statistical data and short comings taken into consideration
Bribery offered at all levels to raise no eye brows or questions
There is enough of profit and generation of black money
Amassing of wealth is ok but in excess seems very funny
Lots of ill will and curse of poor hits their belly
Though all acts seem avoidable and can be termed very silly
So long the wealth is confined to country it is still not disgraceful
They may have full tact to hide and hold it as successful
It is directly affecting the national economy
So many dangers have to be faced within and out side as enemy
The liberation of entire universe from clutches was noble aim
How much we have achieved it is now in anybody’s power to claim
The official patronage and secrecy is provided for such wealth
How poorly we are advocating the state of poor nation’s health?
We are neutral in the sense that we do not divulge the information
Whether it is legal or illegal has no bearing or any relation
It is allowed from other countries and good for sound economy
Indirectly it is help to the corroborators and friendly enemy
We feel no shame and act worst than the black marketers
National wealth is siphoned off illegally to lie with foreign bankers
This may be used as back door strategy for unseen invasion
Building of huge palaces and empires at the cost of collusions
How best way it is done to desecrate the national image!
Millions die hungry and autocrats, politicians amass and manage
Almost no penalty for their treacherous and traitor’s act
Almost all countries face the same as matter of fact
We may not appreciated as esteemed and deserved race
The country as such will be named bankrupt with shamed face
It will never come back to the claim of original country
One side it may worsen the situation and add to worry
In olden days the black marketers, hoarders and law breakers were paraded in open
They were to be deterred or barred from performing it again
But since they have now earned political patronage and shield
Enough power rests with them and so much influence they try to yield
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tri Color
Tri color may be furled tomorrow in the sky
We raise our head and try
Look! It is our national flag
Freedom is there and in bag
Yes, we have made progress
Clean roads are their with smooth surface
Yet we need to strive hard and chase
All our dreams that were not realized in some cases
We look towards stable nation
Cordial atmosphere with strong relation
We are seen with high hope
Our progress is constant and non stop
We lack many things
As new nation we may miss certain things
Yet some lapses are not to be forgotten
The basket is certainly having few eggs as rotten
What do we reiterate on this Independence Day?
Look towards leadership and shut the eyes any way?
No we need to improve and warn leaders
You may face same grave as ours
Millions starve for the want of food
Our crop is bumper and good
We can feed domestic people
As we as help those who are in trouble
We need warehouses and not stadiums
We need to balance with equilibrium
Grain should not rot in open
The situation should not slip out of hand and turn
Let freedom be seen in truest form
Let national wealth remain at home
Foreign help is necessary and welcome
Yet neighborhood should prove troublesome
Raise head with honor and assert
We shall be second to none in desert
We shall come up with green belt and make revolution
Country may witness real progress with firm resolution
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Real honesty
If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame
For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real
He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud
He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation
So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something
But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage
It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang
Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly
neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Will Take The Money
In assets quite poor with little cash to my name
I will take the money you can have the fame
Your fame it will not buy you a loaf of bread
No you have the fame I'll have money instead
Your money speaks more of you as it does seem
Than fame or it's sibling known as high esteem
With money as such they cannot hope to compare
This simple truth with you I only do share
Few things money cannot buy that much we do know
And on bushes and trees money it does not grow
In life it is quite important it does seem that way
And it does speak every language as some are known to say
Perhaps I may sound greedy for that me do not blame
When I say I will take the money you can have the fame.
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The question now is does Obama have any hope of raising money? I don't think he'll raise it out of the New York people, I don't think he's going to raise it out the Hollywood people, so where's the money going to come from for Barack Obama?
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Bullet proof
You have laid your life in vain,
Worry was not for self main,
But the way it was to be put off,
Only because of jacket bullet proof,
Is it not the national shame?
Where there is no answer and only blame,
All credits for prompt action claim,
Still shameless remain at the helm!
It is all for the material inferior,
Obey the orders of superiors,
Lay down the life and call the warriors,
It is only because order of superiors,
Should we not call it a day of doom?
Flower faded and found no bloom,
National shame and all over gloom,
No answer and no monitoring room,
Have you ever heard bullet pierce through?
No guarantee for life if they are true?
Playing with precious life of man in uniform,
Not because they are unaware and in form,
Greed for easy money and fame,
Simple way of playing life game,
No one to question what is their fate?
Interested only in commission and rate,
Time has come to test the integrity,
Not the quantity but best the quality,
Who can stand for the honour of the nation?
Will find the place without any question,
Note: - inferior purchase of bullet proof jackets resulted into the death of valiant police officers of Mumbai in the wake of 26/11 attack.
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In Fame We Trust
A million lines that write my lifetime
I don't have a say
Ridiculous and yet just sublime
Make them go away.
I wished for all that money bought
Hell is now my home
It wasn't quite what I had thought
'Oh please leave me alone! '
The flashing lights a camera click
The shouts of 'look and smile! '
From people who just make me sick
And chase my every mile.
No God can save my mortal soul
I have nowhere to hide
For fame is just the blackest hole
That eats you from inside.
'Be careful what you wish for now'
Are words that echo so,
'I have what I want... oh and how'
...tho yearn to let it go.
A crying heart sheds tears unseen,
A smile can lie to all,
But face won't lie where you have been
Such fame won't suit you all.
Be brave and stop this gravy train
The likes from which you're fed
For scores who courted wealth and fame
Soon count amongst the dead.
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Money and Love
She was reading a book on a bench.
He recognized her. Years ago
He had a crush on her in high school.
So what is now your luminous goal in life? ”
She asked.
“Money and fame”, he said.
“Your answer is more disappointing
Than surprising”, she said.
“Why? You don’t want money and fame? ”
“No, I don’t want money and fame.”
“You’re a hypocrite.”
“This sneer was predictable, but I really
Don’t want money and fame.”
“Why? You don’t need money to buy
Food, clothes and other necessities? ”
“Of course I need. However, I am talking
About priorities. I don’t live to make
Money; I make money to live”, she said.
“I see. But how can you be happy
If you are not rich? ” he asked.
“I don’t believe that happiness really
Can emanate from wealth.
My neighbor won millions in the casinos
Of Las Vegas but he is still depressed.
And a lot of unhappy rich and famous
People walk the streets out there.”
“So what is it that you really desire in life? ”
“Peace, well-being and contentment.”
“That’s all? ”
She gave him a gentle and exploring look.
“No”, she said. “That’s not all.
I desire to have an inner fortune that
Eclipses all the external thrills of the world.
I want to love and to be loved.”
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In the field
To walk or not to walk out of the filed should be dilemma
Not to create unruly scene, show off or any kind of drama
It has to be clear sportsmanship to play for the country
Respect in the entire manner without caring for records or money
You gain fame and status in the filed
Money and name along with innumerable yield
Yet the country may take highest honor with pride
You got to be exemplary with all the temptations to hide
It is disgrace if you walk out in protest
It is not you as an individual but country's name are put to test
Nothing should be done to malign the fair name
Name and fame will be of no use if mother land is put to shame
No award is acceptable at the cost of national dishonor
The flag must fly high and show its true color
It will speak of great ideals and total commitment
Towards world cause with integral movement
So anybody who is representing the symbol
Must rise above all and respond to clear call
It is not the defeat or wins but national pride
Upon whose waves we can make positive ride
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When you are borne and gone
You come with naked body
As natural as flower
With pink rose face and fists closed
You cried in full and all laughed at you
What did they expect you to become?
Professor, doctor.philosopher, or guide
No one knew what was in store for you
But all hopes hinged on you
What did you do in life?
Amassed enough wealth
Robbed and killed many innocents
Just for self and family members
For bright future and generations to come
Nothing stayed with you as days approached
Bade a farewell amidst curse, blessings or prayers
What did you gain?
Thousands of applause
Millions of hands rose for blessings
For lovely memory as saint, politician or donor
Good acamadecian, social worker or reformer
Golden words from noble man and preacher
Gentleman, son of the soil or martyr
Name worth millions of rupees
Precious than diamond and holy books
Was that worth or enough?
Leave it for future generations to judge?
Single faith and never to budge
Struck to words and principled life
Life like king size as honoured man
Did what ever you could or did
Simple goal, .simple mission with worth living
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Yes, you are right
I struggled to find out
Something was worrying me about
What exactly it can be?
Was it fruit laden trees?
It was greatness to be witnessed
Despite being heavily loaded
Tree gives shed and still does not mind
What more we need to find?
Was this the only question at stake?
Do all the answers seem to me as fake?
It was heartening to note that the question was probed
It might have created odd position for me if question was lobbed
It is pertinent and important to know
It must strike the mind and go
As satisfactory answer with full satisfaction
That is feeling with very good indication
Someone asked me to answer
What can you buy with money?
She was all the way sweet honey
I struggled hard but avoided by saying “hey”
Everything except parents and life
Even beautiful model as wife
She said no to it and further poked
She puffed with cigar and room was smoked
You try sincerely but will not find anything
The money may play part but has to do nothing
I will not be simply carried away
Even if you try to search new way
It is me and no one else
I have my own pulse
My own heart and soul
It makes me weary and senses the foul
I had hard way to convince
I did not want words to be minced
It is up to individual to choose
If one is committed to stand firm and not to loose
But it is more of an argument than a stand
One can boost morale and we can understand
But still many you may find clinging to their views
Only handful may realize and appreciated by few
It is good to have principle stand
That can be freely disclosed to friends
After all relation is not based on some returns
It is to be adjusted and fall for it in turn
But money power is not to be taken lightly
So much is said and written very rightly
It has tremendous power to purchase
People may go mad without it and may be chased
Many might have still illusion about real power
You can see high rise buildings and towers
It has very good shine and people fell for
This is the only temptation easily sought for
I replied by saying “yes you are right”
There should not be any argument or fight
You can not be bought at home for money
You are special entity and not the commodity
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To Make Money
To make money please decide the question and answer;
Forming this requires patience, I dissolve like an ogre.
Towards a star that bled, I store the stones my mother owned
Which gracefully abide in my tongue, itself the one moaned.
Open a gate to deliver the stone too sacred
My gates are now closed to any expected.
I lose but own, and I make money so long,
That tears run down the cheeks of song.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You Cannot Judge The Worth Of People
You cannot judge the worth of people of any Nation by their elite sports stars or by their football team
Though by many such things are seen as quite important and very good for National esteem
Sport is important though quite over-rated there's more to life than at sports being the best
Of the generosity of a Race of people that surely could not be seen as a test
You cannot judge the worth of any people by their ranking as a World Super-power
In my school going days I did not respect the school yard bully though out of fear before him I did cower
You do not respect those that you do fear as fear from respect is quite a different thing
'Tis only out of fear that you pretend to like them and out of fear their praises you will sing
You can judge the worth of anybody if towards aggression they are not inclined
If they are blessed with the gift of compassion and to others they are generous and kind
People like them are good and kind and decent they are a credit to humanity
I know a few of their type but not many these people the unsung heroes to me
It does not mean that you are a good person if you are a celebrity or great at football
So many of their type are quite flawed people lets face it they are human after all.
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None Of The Above
I am, I self alone,
Realise, I never had to use no-one.
When it comes down to my soul,
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above
There was a time I was so afraid
Of everything people around me said
That I wanted to hide my face in the shadows
There was a time on a bed of nails
I was dreaming a plan I thought could not fail
But no power under the sun, could pull it together
I cant take this attitude
Got to show now I got to move on
God knows where Im going to
Its a lonely burning question
I am, I myself alone
Realise I never nedd to use no-one
Money, power, holy roads,
Freedom puts my faith in none above.
If theres a time, that we ever see
The nature of life in reality
Then I want to be there -
To kick at the answer
I cant take this attitude
Got to show now I got to move on
God knows where Im going to
Its a lonely burning question
I am, I myself alone
Realize I never need to use no-one
Money, power, holy roads,
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above
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I am, I myself alone
Realize I never need to use no-one
Money, power, holy road,
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above
(chorus)
(none of the above)
(my faith in none of the above)
(none of the above)
(I stand by none of the above)
(none of the above)
(I stand by none of the above)
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Spare Me From Humiliation
Have you ever seen intelligent person cutting sorry figure?
Repenting for all past misdeeds and crying for future
Blinking at sky and praying for mercy from lord
Find no solution still helplessly wants to end life with cord
If I am given option for choosing a way
I shall prefer wealth but not go for it far away
I shall strive for good position and wealth
Yet may take full precaution for health
There is mad race for material happiness
We see the pride reflecting on face
We try to impress people and put impressive show
We are pretty sure that no one may touch the feet and bow
It defeats the purpose if aim is sabotaged
If overseas stay is only for money and managed
What does it earn except humiliation?
There is big problem with complication
Wealth and prosperity does not come with easy means
There may be many draw backs, failures and then lastly win
If some fair means are adopted then surely it will enlighten
Or else it will drive to craziness and death may be hastened
It is said and generally believe” Ill gotten money disappear fast”
The future generation may not deserve it and disintegrate at last
Whole of the empire may crumble like pack of cards
The simple truth will be seen as cruel joke with rewards
No one may look at you for dismal show
People will pay scant respect when on road you go
They will point out at failed person with pity
“Look at this man” this can be shame or disgrace from almighty
I have believed and still advise to go slow
The means and ways are to be not below
Standard and ethics to earn bad respect
As it will be then left with humiliating act
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A good listner
I am willing to land ears and prove good listener
I wish to see all kind of flowers and roses as Gardner
It can prove me as sympathizer to people for their cause
In this trouble torn environment one needs to think and pause
Who has the time to watch and look around?
Broad day light murders and bodies are to be found?
It is unhealthy sign and doesn’t look at all very sound
We still have to breathe peacefully and go around
It is individual’s choice to go in for real assessment
There has to be some real and concrete movement
It may not yield any material gain or good fame
It may prove not futile but not lands in shame too
It is known fact that some has to be progressive
Nothing can be achieved by remaining so much aggressive
It may inflame already aggrieved situation
In others field you may term it as love or infatuation
Weep the tears of others if you have real sympathy?
Do it honestly without having any mercy or pity
It may not make you saint or incarnation of God
But you may have all blessings from people with nod
I have known it from initial days
I had trouble in finding critical ways
It helped me a lot from some one’s fine gesture
How can I forget this in shaping the future?
There is need for kind words
You can definitely convey it and forward
It will not cost anything extra I quantum
It will have far reaching impact as minimum
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Kind Gesture
I may not keep pace and go wrong
I have yet to cover path which is so long
I am blessed everything for a song
Find suitable and honourable place among
Let my pillow be stone
Ordinary life and no throne
Let me find and seek the solace
Allow me to see joy on people’s face
I may not remain so long and forever
Little sympathy and respect however
I may consider it blessings and gift
I want only mercy from you with little shift
I must honestly pray and confess
Don’t shower me with so much bless
It will make me headstrong and arrogant
So much wealth and fame beyond the want
I want to remain in your feet and pray
Honestly living with not in race or fray
I shall spend the life for poor and needy
Shall keep away from cheats and greedy
Kindly lead me from darkness to light
Vigilant eye to find what is wrong and right
I may fail to understand your power and might
Bestow me with kindness, vision or sight
I shall Endeavour to be good human being
Recitals of prayers and worthy songs to sing
Respect to all religions irrespective of faith
I may bow my head……………………
May find your blessing even in failure
Ailing mind to have definite cure
Not to cheat others and attempt to lure
Double the efforts to make win shot sure
All I need is your kind gesture
Nothing in particular or bright future
It may follow with your simple grace
Infuse me with kindness and love to embrace
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