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Prabhu's Blessings

The sky may look hollow
But certain things are expected to follow
*Prabhu, Lord has showered me with blessings
An old man dying on death bed sees it as kind things

Not all may realize the importance
If little good is said at once
It may not be by chance
But from heart by an ounce

I am humble man
Ordinary and down to earth human
Feel sore at plight of bird even
After all it is fancy and deliberately driven

What poets generally feel and write?
Clash it with changing world and fight
Leave no ground to convince the readers
That you need a voice not from leader

Not metaphors or beautiful words may appeal
Not a good picture or contents may look real
But if feeling is mixed with simple words
It may certainly work with people to look forward

Many things are happening around
Not feeling of closeness is found
I feel dejected as if to have wasted time
Life is so precious and not to be spent cheaply sometimes

Someone showed me the way and pushed me to front
To show the masses that there is something not to confront
Love and peace can't bargained with hatred and annihilation
Mother earth is beautiful to live in and build very good relation

*Prabhu…..God, Lord

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sight Of The Beautiful

My God what a beautiful sight, its the most beautiful I have ever seen. My Lord it is amazing what you can created by just saying simple words. Sometimes in life things can be simple but other times there that can be a hail storm on a sunny day. Many say that life is hard and death is simple, for as life comes with complication, death comes with freedom of letting go. Oh God, My God oh is this so beautiful, beautiful the stars in the night shy, beautiful as the pillar of creation, beautiful as the earth from the moon, and beautiful as a first kiss. My God Oh God how is this so beautiful? For such simple words as "let there be" can alter into reality, what all of earth should see, something that you have created just for me. Oh God, My God I love you so, for you have showed me the way to all that is beautiful. Oh God, My God for this you are beautiful, as beautiful as a rainbow in the lunar shy, those are rare to see, but so is the one whose eyes are on the sparrow. The things make you beautiful my Lord, and your beauty keeps me going, to see tomorrow, to see another day, to see everyday, and to eventually see you. Oh God My God you created beauty in its magnificence, and you never demand anything in return, only ask to return our love by loving. For we are created by of love, out of love, for the purposes of love, and that you, nay We can not be more beautiful. Oh God My God what a beautiful sight.

poem by Augustus Gatlin
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So Good So Right

This one is special for all the ladies
You never know I was that type of man
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
But you keep on watching the time,
Wondering what's on my mind
So you say you can't stay too long, cause
You know what I'm all a...
What I'm all about, what I'm all about
I don't have to sing and shout, what I'm
All about
You know what I'm all about
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yes it's the truth it's the fact, I'm coming
To you straight from
The back in a mastering room style
Don't be shy, don't you lie, look into my
Eye
I'll tell you why, I'll teach you about
Feeling high
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Never before have you seen this, so I say
This feeling sink within my head, oh yea,
Oh yea
Never before have you believe it, so I mean
What I say
You just got to be yourself
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yea, feel so good about something so
Right could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good so right so good so, so good so
Right so good so
So good so right so good s, so good so
Right so good so
Yes it is the strife of my life, to explain
What's in my brain
If you believe what I say, baby, baby
A check in, check in, check check, check in
Check in
Check in, check in, check in, a check in,
Check in, check into my hotel
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good, so right, so good, so right, so
Good, so right
So right, I feel so good could it last
Another night
A feel so right could it last another
Night
A feel so good something so right, so
Good
Lord, I said I feel so right
A feel so good, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so good oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right oh could it last another
Night
So good, o right, so good, so right, so
Good, so good, so right

song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Partially honest

Can anybody of us claim to be partially honest?
Are we trying our best in real earnest?
We claim to be sincere and nearly good,
You will find many living in world only for food,

So many of us love to lead life of dishonesty,
Every moment we die to show honesty,
So hollowness in our approach,
We need no specialization or coach,

We try to show what we are not,
Try to vitiate atmosphere and create a knot,
Nothing appeals us and we always rot,
Think we are cleaver and will never be caught,

I t is our human nature,
We don’t live in today but in future,
Not improving present but go for cure,
What we can gain is not for sure,

Lovely things doe not appeal,
Good ideas we out right repeal,
Never try to attempt for wounds to heal,
It is the exact time to work for real,

You may not go for complete honesty?
Keep soft corner and little bit mercy?
Feel for sentiments and not show pity,
Pardon small mistakes and not feel guilty,

It ultimately pays and happiness fill, .
Not immediate reward but good will,
Closeness in heart and hatred slowly kill,
Sure to succeed in mission without guilty feel

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Leave Me Alone

Please leave me alone
As you have devastated my like cyclone
My love feeling is uprooted
I feel robbed of or looted

I feel dejected and sad
The days have been not that bad
I feel sunny days are coming ahead
Peaceful, heart felt and lovely life to lead

I love to take refuge
In natures lap and refuse
All defeatist views at first sight
I feel it correct step and very right

I may lye down on ground and sleep
Not a dropp of tear from eyes to weep
It is total wash out and clean sweep
I refuse to surrender under any threat

I will never cry over split or spoiled relation
It is never a question or bone of contention
I loved it till the last and remained faithful
It was to my mind very successful

Here I feel whole of earth with me
How best I feel and totally worry free!
World was never this much beautiful
I felt it from within as it is trustful too

Where does the beauty lye?
Why at all I should cheat conscience and tell lies?
Where will it lead me from real world?
Where relations are hot and cold

I have no remorse so far as love is concerned
It was precious this before and never turned
To cause any ill feeing or desertion
As it remained sting free and without concern

I can shout from top of the roof
As it needs no words or proof
It has strength of iron or steel
The world has to realize it still

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Feel Like a Simile Sometimes

I feel like a train sometimes
that can't get no locomotin.'

My wheels lumber
and my Ideals get stuck
in sideways roller motions.

I feel like the moon sometimes
beautiful but dead.

Feel like thinking sometimes
but get tangled up in emotions.

Feel like a bird sometimes
remembering how to soar.

Feel like sleeping sometimes
and not getting up,
being in bed for a while.

Feel like Christmas when
someone gives me a smile.

Feel like feeling more
on certain days and times.

Feel like talking deep
and thinking light
laughing loud
and quiet.

Feel like feeling like
my best days
sometimes.

Feel like is feeling like
if a good poem rhymes
sometimes.

Feel like is feeling like
if the rhythm beats in time,
if my heart skips to music quips
and rejoins at the metered line.

Feel like
is feeling like
feeling is ok;
but feeling good or bad
without that like
is better;
well..
like superior.
Like ok?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Not To Mention

I don't know why it occurred
I just looked at the sky and murmured
I took little sand from the ground and whispered
Put over head and silently uttered

'You were all along my inspiration'
I used to tell her when was at high peak with relation
She will smile and offer no words
But yes she remained my world

I lived beautiful moments in her company
She was never known to so many
Except me and few more to whom I knew
She was indeed exceptional creature to view

Very liberal, innocent and kind at heart
She was on earth as beautiful art
A rare combination of beauty with intelligence
I used to take pride in her presence

'You will miss me so much one day'
She woke me up from deep sleep to say
Will it happen in days to come?
I was sore at thought and did not welcome

Things have moved rapidly
I hardly remember it vividly
She is no more with me today
But she has shown me the way

I wish to write words from my heart
I take pen in hand and make good start
Comparing her to that of moon
But rub and over write something soon

She can't be put in exact words with imagination
She is holding my hand for not to make any revelation
'We are not for people's fancy and cruel joke'
She may suddenly come before eyes and disappear in smoke

'Yes you are absolutely right'
My tearful eyes may try to see the light
She will make no move to go away
I have found her in me but not to mention in any way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Her Own Axies

The earth rotates on its own axis
It has some theory behind or thesis
Scientists have proved it beyond doubt
There remains nothing to talk about

It may have many reasons to support
But as mother, I have only one destination and port
The ship has already anchored safely
I have reason to breathe happily

Whole of world is around me and my children
That gives me real joy when they are not near even
The thought about their being with me is enough
I have every reason to feel happy and make laugh

All mothers of world are of same brand and nature
They find nothing in children except bright future
The sun may rise or not but children may make her day
Hardship or no hardship, she has to feel it in same way

Modern, poor, rich or working class woman
They are extra ordinary and simply act as human
Their own interest comes as secondary object
They love to die for new born with known fact

We are all aware of such beautiful world
Where mother has special position to hold
At no place they are reminded about the role or told
It is their inherent feeling and we all feel secured in that fold

If women had only one role as mother
Who could go against her wish and tend to differ?
Cruelty and other things pinch our heart
As she is the only one soul to be missed as real part

Lots of praises have been showered
Even words spoken may not have same intensity to have answered
It is mere recognition that stands good all the times
We are all committed to honor but falter sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful Bird

I saw beautiful bird
'Cuckoo' by name and with lovely voice cord
Always there to bring about some cheers for human being
As they love the nature and in praise sing

I saw the pain and dryness in bird's voice cord
The bird watched towards sky and jumped forward
This was not good omen and I feared some bad fallout
I thought of certain short fall in rain resulting in draught

Dark clouds were no where seen
With little sweet melody you can witness the scene
I helplessly observed no change
As bird felt it and could hardly raise

Some people pick the sense and raise the concern
They too predict something bad and speak it in turn
Rain God may not be kind this year
If it is to be believed in ears

Birds give good indication of seasons
Their arrival in time with reasons
They pick it with their hidden sense
They express joy with their presence

Take morning stroll if you can
You may feel freshness of air without fan
It blows gently to instill new energy
A real blessings and chance from almighty

I always to see beautiful things around
Cool breeze to feel and dews on the ground
It is really wonderful to think of best friend
Nature as such is our close ally to stand by

Let us be with birds to celebrate
Enjoy its presence and strongly relate
We have to share more burdens
As we have lost some ground and faith is shaken

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful people

I see no reason why I should not love beautiful people
What can be attributed more if I equally mix without any trouble!
Such feeling has given me no detachment for all those who are not gifted
I have been admirer for all those unprivileged and stand is never shifted

It is natural to feel drawn toward beautiful object
Rose is perfect and ideal if we compare with it and act
It doesn't mean that other flowers are of less importance
We have seen the rose coming up in beautiful garden by chance

I consider my self lucky to have witnessed it
That can be considered as nice occasion for someone to greet
If rose is preferred for then it is natural preference
The look, color and charm stand for gracious show and elegance

This is outer show and we see nothing what is actually hidden
Why normal people sometimes come in prominence all of sudden
Not because they were neglected so far and had chance to emerge
But it was their beautiful heart and feelings that made strong urge

Sometimes we meet with unexpected deception
We are cheated after being accorded warm reception
You may love to hate what has been your strong conviction?
You have realized now the unfair opinion in question

There are thousands such living things on earth
They appear on surface, live for short duration and meet with death
Yet their contribution to mankind is worth and to be noted
If need be praised and in comas nicely quoted

We never look at our mother for her beautiful appearance
She is dear to us and we try to go near her at once
So many things appeal us not because of their outer show
But the grace given to them with shining and glitter to flow

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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October 1st / 09 - 9: 03 Pm

October 1st / 09 - 9: 03 PM

just another ordinary day,
until the phone rang.
you said you needed to talk,
said that it couldn’t wait.

something’s been on your mind
and you feel now is the time
you tell me you love me
that this won’t be easy.
then you lay me down sweetly
with words spoken so freely

...it’s just a way of life,
you are only human..
...I understand your reasons,
I just can’t believe them..

my emotions start to rise,
as you tell me the news.
there’s no reason to fight.
when I know I’ll lose.

my heart begins to bleed
I tell myself this is all a bad dream
the words you speak,
you don’t really mean.

...it’s just a way of life,
you are only human..
...I understand your leaving,
I just can’t believe it..

--

if you could only see,
I mean ever word I say..
you’re the love of my life,
please don’t walk away..

you’re the beating in my heart,
the pain I feel to let me know this love is real..
please reconsider,
don’t let my heart wither..

...it’s just another feeling,
please keep on believing...
...this love that we feel,
is more than just real..

if you’re falling apart,
you need to follow your heart.
take a deep breath,
we can make a new start.

don’t give up on us,
we can make it all better,
just give me a chance to show you,
this love is worth its stormy weather.

...it’s just another feeling,
please keep on believing...
...this pain won’t last forever,
just take my hand we'll make it together...

poem by Joshua Wickstrom
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I miss

You may call me dear
Agony and pain you bear
No complaints or words I hear
Why not you make it very clear?

You always guided me as sun beam
Projected work as complete team
Life would have been utterly failure
If you had not made it fully secure

I am paying it very dearly
I miss the death very nearly
Cry from distance makes me upset
Nothing seems right from the outset

I may not deliver any good
My promises may not serve as tonic for food
How to prove and show the earnest feeling?
I can’t shed the tears even if willing?

The world, people and nature will laugh at me
They will find it as stage to be enjoyed free
Can we not present its beautiful look?
This s only way to come out of hook

Let not any one notice the plight?
We may not separate or go out of sight
What is the reason feel bad or fight?
We may choose what we feel is right

I am visibly moved
My apprehensions still not removed
I am carried away by the simple sentiments
They are not sad but glorious moments

Love is to give and sacrifice
Words may not prove or suffice
It will be simple trajectory of mind
May prove any time its essence and kind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Can't Stop

Even if I want
I can't stop
As my fancy is right on top

I shall die
If I don't try
Next only to feel shy

Many beautiful faces
Enter in race
I pick only one in that case

Natural smile with no regret
Whole world to watch on lovely set
She is mine so I can't forget

I have passion
But can't be called compassion
It is pure relation

I write
For people to unite
Vow to live together and not to fight

If I touch their heart
With very good start
I shall take it as human art

We are for others
Simple peaceful soldiers
Prophet's messengers

Take glass of water
Nothing will alter
Sea is full of it and ready to cater

Love to live and propagate
Think of helpless and state
Their grief and plight to relate

So I am here
With you and forever
Will you lead me by holding finger?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Poetry’s Forever

Earth’s poetry can never die with ease,
As long as sun rises and sets each day;
For it affords music and mental peace,
And born are poets world-o’er in God’s way.

When Mother Nature inspires a heart,
Evoking feelings turned to words by art,
The readers feel the same right from the start;
The magic-beauty of poetry’s part.

And poetry is about many things,
And helps man live exemplary a life;
And immense joy and peace, it also brings,
And helps the human beings combat strife.

So, poetry will live on earth until,
Men climb the earthly-hill by Heaven’s Will!

poem by John Celes
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Chest Expands

My chest expands with honor and pride
When receives little words of high magnitude
Life seems then to have served the purpose
Yet it makes me to work more and choose

Human being as an ordinary animal
He may sometimes put show that can be called dismal
Yet it has potential to strike back
Come back with full zeal and stake

Even gods like praise
When they find lot many unhappy people chase
Run after him for some kind of blessings
And that does come to them and go as missing

It has simple logic
'Nothing comes before time 'it is simple basic
What do we lack then in earnest?
We are not trying our level best

Feel relieved when handsome return is made
Celebrate it with joy when some good words are said
After all it had been hard work for these many years
There was desperate need for word to be heard in ears

Try to be reasonable with clear effort
Don't try to grab others credit with bad rapport
It may give you name but not peace at heart
As human being is gifted with very good art

Claim vigorously which is yours
Try and dive in sea if that is called for
But never try for things which doesn't belong you
The means may never comfort if it is not true

Love to enjoy in self made effort
That can be below expectation or little short
But it is worth attempt to sail the ship at port
It would have been sunk if there was no enough support

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hurtful words

Do we know it and take it to mind?
Do we ever bother to go deep and find out?
The damage caused by our hurtful words?
Irreparable damage and crack in relation form now on words

Do we every try to know to stop somewhere?
Take halt for rest and breathe slowly there
Though life being constant move and no stop
Let us make it all out success and not a flop

You have limited means to survive
A thin ray of hope to try and revive
Yet as best as you can strive hard
Complete resolve to do something and look forward

A day and time is pre determined and fixed
Hardship and happiness is deliberately mixed
Why not to build single tract to walk?
Why not restrain when prefer peace to talk?

Life may not allow us to advance further
Still we may try to go far and farther
The mission may end up in between
Still we are hell bent and very keen

It is difficult to appease all
Not all may receive it as generous call
Some may want complete as lion’s share
Rest may feel offended and deliberately stare

We can move as slow and steady
It may spoil the show if we try to be speedy
It can cover only what is expected
Rest of all can be left to be interacted

You may need all help and assistance
It may require follow up with persistence
You may not be in position to cut much ice
But if you can do little it will be considered very nice

You can not share financial burden
You can extend even aid often
How can you help then to mitigate their sufferings?
Few words of solace and little bit of kind word offerings

They are aware of their plight
They are even prepared to fight
They need someone to guide
No aid wanted but someone trustworthy to confide

Not all may be prepared to come out in open
Take their grievances to be heard and try to reopen
If such feeling is gathered around
Then it will shot sure success round

It is speculated that life can be ended soon and is very much uncertain
It is difficult to follow all norms and in possible ways to maintain
Yet the human mentality is such that it may not accept defeat or setback
They will double the efforts to gain the lost ground and with force come back

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sometimes It Snows In April (The Art Of Musicology Special)

Tracy died soon after a long fought civil war
Just after I wiped away his last tear
I guess he's better off than he was before
A whole lot better off than the fools he left here
I used 2 cry 4 Tracy cause he was my only friend
Those kind of cars don't pass U every day
I used 2 cry 4 Tracy cause I wanted 2 see him again
But sometimes, sometimes life ain't always the way
Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending
And all good things, they say, never last
Springtime was always my favorite time of year
A time 4 lovers holding hands in the rain
Now springtime only reminds me of Tracy's tears
Always cry 4 love, never cry 4 pain
He used 2 say so strong, Oh, I'm not afraid 2 die
Unafraid of the death that left me hypnotized
U know, staring at his picture I realize
No one could cry the way my Tracy cried
Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, yeah
Sometimes, sometimes I wish that life was never ending
But all good things, they say, never last
I often dream of heaven and I know that Tracy's there
I know that he has found another friend
Maybe he's found the answer 2 all the April snow
Maybe one day I'll see my Tracy again
Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending
But all good things, they say, never last
But all good things, they say, never last
And love, it isn't love until it's past

song performed by by Prince
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Wish a person

Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord

Bitterness may go in seconds
You need not go and find the words
It has its own magical spell
Everything may turn into good or well

You just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
It will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect

What do we loose if we say simple “hello”
It is mere invitation or extension to allow
forget the bad things and simple things to follow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low

Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello”

it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge

What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
We should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice vibration

I find completely mesmerized by the nature
Some nice feelings inside which quietly assure
The importance of its closeness and alignment
The nice atmosphere to feel part with nice moments

The day may have very good start
When you have attachment in heart
It has feeling for others and some vibration
Nature too bless it with harmony in relation

Something you breath in and leave it slowly
The freshness stay for while exhale freely
The complete recycle of energy in fresh blood
Until something rushes in form of flood

Something emerges in for of nice feeling
You are out for someone and willing
There is bloosom and full greenery
Nature is open for all with good scenery

You are opening up and thrive
Take some initiatives and revive
It is bid for beautiful life to live
Something l like love and affection to believe

You miss someone who is now so dear
You concentrate on something to hear
Your arms remain unfolded to invite
The passion and urge ready to ignite

It is not easy to hide and seek
It takes hours, days and weeks
You have something special to seek
The chances to success are always bleak

It is natural flow to attract anyone
You are one to offer it to someone
It may be there but needs some revelation
There may then be move to strengthen the relation

It is God gift and generally recommended
No one has right to feel offended
It may come to you in natural course
We are here to feel the pulse of course

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Feel It

I look at you and go mad
With thoughts of things that i'd do
If one chance i had to show you
What this man really wants to do
When i'm through, you would say
It's been done never that way
And i know you can learn something new every day
And it feels so good
If you don't think too much
Don't even try to be serious
Just let my hands take control
And give me all of your soul
You know i tried
To run away but i can't hide
From the moment that's suspended deep inside
When you were mine
Now i need to feel it
One more time
Won't you try to feel it
Let me try to feel it
Feels so good when you lean into me
In the dark i can see
I can feel in my mind what is reality
Why can't you see
Things like this are meant to be
Yet somehow once again
You have thrown me aside
But always this feeling survives

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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A fine good morning

Person should be greeted with good morning
Say hello while making departure in the evening
Don’t forget to say bye with good night
It is good to follow and think it right

It is customary to say few good words
This was followed in court room of lords
It is an age old system and has continued with tradition
There is nothing new or changed as an addition

You need no particular occasion to wish
The day must end with good finish
It gets you good respect and response
People put trust in you and readily repose

Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord

Bitterness may disappear or go in seconds
You need not go here and there and find the words
It has its own magical bound or spell
Everything may turn into good and augur well

You just offer beautiful smile
Don’t wait not for reply but stay for while
It will have its own way and desirable effect
Relation may end in long spell with profound impact

What do we loose if we say simple “hello”?
It is mere invitation or extension of good wishes to allow
forget the bad things of past and simple road to follow
Great tradition may have it and teaches us to lie low

Good thoughts should emerge from heart and ready to flow
Adversary too may forget the past and try to go little slow
There won’t be emission of bad feelings and sweetness may grow
There will be warmth in reception with all niceties to flow

it may wash the dirt accumulated by centuries
happiness may be seen everywhere with disappearance of worries
There will opening of new chapter in relation
Differences if any may vanish with sincere urge

What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred may rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen

It is greatest moment in life if we bury the bitterness
There should be no room for increase in differences
It has grown nicely with change in behavior
Foe may turn best friend and act as savior

Love and to be loved should guide the principle
Peace and harmony should be the words in preamble
The world needs most of the things performed with peace
The rest of mankind must lead the life at ease

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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