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Prepare a plan

No one likes to be left behind
Curse alone and feel as if blind
World has moved further
And you are still no where

Such feelings do exist
When human mind insist
Evaluate and compare
Where one has failed to dare?

It is human tendency
Increases its frequency
With glitter and outer show
When compared with illusory glow

No one compares it with river water
Its natural flow is only to cater
People living on both the sides
Let there be areas large and wide

We are aware of obsolete terms
Materialistic world would never help in turn
Still we avoid and choose short cut
With lot more to suffer and nothing to talk about

We are blinded by false show
That has been thrust upon to grow
How best we reach on top?
That is only concern with no stop

Only few reaches at last stage
When time has run out of an age
Rest suffer due to weak insight
To curse the life with no room to fight

It is no crime to prepare a plan
Put everything behind or a glance
It can be succeeded by efforts and chance
One should take it seriously even at once

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Spare

'I spare your life today'
As it is not my way
To deal with wolves and vultures
They must be left to their fate and suffer

I am burning with rage
Still anger very much inside to wage
Punish all those who act as an animal
They are curse on earth and shameless as human

I could do many things to punish
I could have taken out his life to finish
But something stopped me from doing it
As I considered it not even worth to call fit

He did all damage to my modesty
Did whatever he could to show my dishonesty
Kept no chance open to show my face
Reduced all my hopes to ashes

Not that as woman I had no will power
Something stopped me from taking action however
He had done shameful act altogether
He was now begging for life and willing to share

He was blinded by outer show
He will follow me wherever I go
I had no fear that he may turn outrageous
It was totally unexpected and heinous

Very often males tend to ask for apology
To come out of tight situation sometimes express sorry
Leave all burdens for girls to carry
Never turn up to take up care and worry

I am not in position to cry even
The development was quick and all of sudden
He had followed me everywhere and got successful
Now I may repent whole life and remain remorseful

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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Of The Selfish Side Of Humanity

Of the selfish side of Humanity I am only too aware
In a World where the self centred for the have nots one thought don't have to spare
Even in so called wealthy Democratic Countries poverty is not rare
And thousands must grow poorer for every new millionaire
So many Homeless and Stateless people in the bigger World out there
The have nots of Humanity are living everywhere
That all people are equal is born of a lie
But there is more to being Human than living for me, myself and I
In most cases those who talk of life choices do not know what they are on about
If they themselves life's necessities had never had to go without
If they themselves never lived as the homeless poor of Poor Poverty Street
Then their preaching is judgemental and their ideas are obsolete
To be born to poor parents and become Homeless is a thing that none would choose
In a Human World where for a minority to win so many have to lose.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Well After Death

Love India and its people
Not all are in trouble
Where else such things not exist?
To watch and help is right thing to insist

It is nice to feel
Think and express with strong will
Let poor people come out of their plight
Let us help them with courage to fight

Let people of universe show solidarity and unite
For removal of poverty and offer to fight
It has to be made as universal struggle
To take them out from the plight and troubles

Poverty is curse
Children are in poor state with tears
For the want of nutritious food
Their plight is never understood

Where do they live now?
In drainage pipes or in open with cows
Animals are looked after well
But these people have different stories to tell

Even well to do countries suffer same
Who can be passed on with blame?
Fact remains fact and can be seen
It should not be made as worst scene

We don't talk of slums
We don't beat drums
To create noise
Without any promise

Feel no mercy
It is known to almighty
We need to respond with only faith
Rest all may be well only after death

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVIII: Dear Leader Part 2

don't laugh
don't you dare to laugh
human will feel pain when hurts
disappoint when played
you will also feel the pain when hurt and bleeding
if die your body will become corpse
and left to suffer
suffer and your feeling caged
dream's destroyed and the way is closed
unseen even you curse and hate
don't call yourself leader
if you don't know about that

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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May remain as bye gone

Yes days may remain as by gone
Sweet memory may remain and can't be undone
It is all that we have to bear and remember
Lasting thing may remain with us for ever

It is like river flow
It has to die down and nothing to grow
The water may recede and easy to monitor
Can be life line in day’s time and to act as creator

New population or life may emerge on the bank
Many houses might have been washed away lives sank
Yet it is unforgettable link and to remain forever
We have to forget and nothing to regret however

We can not hold one opinion in all the times to come
Whether sad or happiness, both are inevitable and welcome
It may form in formidable chain of events
Some one to be remembered and forgotten as past moments

Life as such if you may evaluate
Can not be compared or equated
It stands in tune with the time and related
To someone it may be happy memory and to some one as ill fated

It is not merely coming on earth
Grow up with age and ultimately face the death
It has something more than to do and excel
Life is all about to be lived again and performed well

It is not raising of one’s self or rearing a child
We are not living in primitive stage and stay as wild
It is all about living as human being
There may be different characters such as poor, beggar or king

Life to some one may look as mountain
To some it may look like as green fields with fountains
How to spend it with more pleasure may be worry?
To some one it may be sordid affair to feel always sorry

It has different feeling at each and every stage
It may not vary with advancement of your age
It is static and has its own sphere of influence
You may start liking it if properly adjusted at once

It is our usual business to get along and reach the shore
There is nothing like little efforts or driving more
It is with equal force and in tune with demand
The ship has to be sailed on water and not on sand

Life may soon be over with all that you did
You might have reached to the end with or without any lead
It is not searching excuses for what you observed
It is all the time achievement that was due and you deserved

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One with Darkness

When ever I go out I go out fighting
Screaming for chance to finally end up dying
I have to murder to fulfill my end of this deal
Death is imminent, but something that I’ll never feel.

This is my curse, this is my curse
Sign upon the bloody line I should’ve thought of first
This is my curse, this is my curse
This is my curse, this is my curse
Killing for a living this can’t get any worse
This is my curse, this is my curse

How can I ever love someone else
When murder is my life, and I can’t even love myself
Every night I wake up next to another dead whore
Someone please stop me I don’t want to murder anymore

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Tide's Turn

I feel abandoned and rejected
As I restrained myself and never reacted
What would I have benefited out of it?
Nothing! As they would have declared me insane and unfit

In both the ways I was looser
They always said’ eggers are not choosers’
Either I had to cooperate in their evil design
Or silently withdraw and resign

It was great harm going to be done
All my great efforts and work was going to be in vane
They wanted to hoard the grain in draught
I had very laboriously collected it and brought

Many families were to be provided food grain
As there was scarcity and no rain
Large chunk of areas were severely facing shortage
It was very difficult to manage

I feel like to cry in open for colossal waste
The poor and hungry are without any rest
They get nothing to cool down their belly
The food is wasted but still not considered silly

There is no one to cry along with me in open
There is no way left to insist upon
All have been gifted with thick skin
No one cares if poor dies of bad feeling

God has gifted us with enough to eat
If we fail as human then we are totally unfit
What else can be termed as shame?
Whom else we can pass on the blame?

I can do nothing as simple countryman
The life has become cheap and mean
We want others to suffer at our greed
We have enough to last and are able to feed

Farmers are committing suicide
The gulf is increasing and becoming wide
I wish I end the life instead witness
How can I see the plight on my face?

I lament countrymen’s apathy
They show no courage and sympathy]
Why tyrant’s and hoarders can’t be shown the doors?
When country belongs to them and blessed for?

I must rise and resist
Take along many to insist
If country can be saved from further burning?
It will be worth taking chance for tide’s turning

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ceases to Flow

The course of river ceases to flow
As if smile has worn out and loss of glow
The course lay at standstill
River has lost its way and the will

The river bad has turned arid
As if everything is burnt by use of acid
No life is seen with even slight movement
Waiting for fresh waters to rush at any moment

I hear far cry from night birds
They made no noise was ever heard
The river has brought dead silence
I see it as unusual sign hence

It spells disaster for time to come
Not good sign and hence unwelcome
Not river bank but all streams may go dry
Birds will have to migrate and prepare for long journey to fly

I take it as nature’s curse
Entire blame must go to us of course
The river has altered course or deserted in between
Such situation has never been witnessed or seen

No green grass may grow
No fresh water may now flow
What to speak now of curve paths and falls?
It may be spelled as simple curse for all

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Man, Thou Shalt Not Kill!

Each human child by God is made
In His image own, with love, care;
To take a life is God-forbade,
No human being shall then dare!

Each human child is called by name,
While growing in the womb by God;
To murder is a sin and shame
Inviting Maker’s just rod!

The law of lands may change with time,
But lives God-made must stay untouched;
To kill is both a sin and crime,
And cannot be ignored or hushed!

The curse of God shall be upon
The man/ woman who kill the child;
The pleas of revenge of unborn
Will bring a punishment, not mild!

To urge someone to kill is just
The work of Satan with much plan;
Such human beings are accursed:
Let all know this – man or woman!

So, spare the life within the womb;
Let every life see world God-made;
The place of birth can’t turn a tomb;
Without blooming, no bud may fade!

‘Abortion is a mortal sin and heinous crime! ’

Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-16-2010

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As warning

Have we become insensible?
Intolerant and indefensible
Immature expression of hate and anger
Leading whole of mankind into zone of danger

We have known only quick goals
But afraid of scaling the walls
We are sure of facing fall from highest peak
Such is the resolve with intensity so weak

We ensure the smooth take over
Either by deception or by false cover
That gives us some kind of false pride
As if to have attained areas of dimension and very wide

Such things are stored in our mind
Heart aches for new areas to find
Take as much as possible by hook or crooks
With the methods not even mentioned in books

What we have hidden so far inside?
Now erupts from earth belt to play havoc very wide
Miles of land go into flames
A natural curse for no one to blame

Can we take it as warning?
As human values are on wane
We have damaged nature as much as possible
Now facing it with danger and lot more troubles

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Clarity

We will continue to suffer
Even with large stocks of buffer
Golden opportunities with lucrative offers
Desires will not end even with full of coffer

We go for unending wishes and lust
Search for gold in waste and dust
Priority for needs and availability must
Best things available but allow it to rust

It is tendency to ask for more
New horizons and areas to explore
It is good not to sit idle and rest
Maximum utility with result always best

Nothing comes in the way for trying well
Excessive zeal may create position like hell
Good rain may result more yields in crops
Excess of any thing is contrary and great show flops

Habit of looking back is very good and essential quality
Serves as pointer for its best use and utility
Consolidation of gain is in no way any hindrance
Key to success with confidence at entrance

Short cuts and goals don’t go together
Mission in failure always worry and bother
No surety for success in vision illusory
Several set backs and stage to feel sorry

You must apply brakes and feel contended
Nothing should bother you and feel offended
It is part of life and face it resolutely
With clear mind of visionary accept it absolutely

It may not happen all of sudden
It will be adding more of burdens
Wisdom should prevail with clarity in mind
Not to loose peace with gesture always kind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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People Choose To Lay Up On Their Backsides

'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'

'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'

Hear them talk about their pains,
And those agonies they reveal.

'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'

And...
Listen how they boast about,
Reasons why they choose NOT to heal.

'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'

People like to stay flat on their back-
Sides!
People like to moan and that's a fact.

People like to stay flat on their back-
Sides!
People like to feel that keep it real...
To suffer!

'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'

'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'

'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'

'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'
And...
People choose to lay up on their backsides!
Listen to their reasons NOT to heal!

'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.
I have suffered this.
And...
I suffer from that.'

People choose to lay up on their backsides!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At the time of disaster

A remembrance to God only at the time of disaster
we have become non-believer and master
We want to grow in materialistic world
shifting the sand and blowing hot and cold

The success and glory makes human being to go blind
He has all the doubts about natural powers to find
as if the he has been gifted with divine eye
he has all the doubts and habit of raising questions with why

Many people tend to deny the existence of almighty
we can lament their behavior and feel pity
we are helpless in the hands of lord
why do we lack the use of proper or suitable word?

We can live under false impression
create falsehood and live with obsession
no one has denied so far the power of nature
we have existed this before not for pleasure

You can not have any distance
you got to believe at once
the world existed this before and will continue
we must realize the fact without different views

It is suicidal not to fall in line
you cn not live under the influence of wine
there is some limit where you must stop
you have to look back even after reaching at the top

All human bodies are subjected to decay
your arguments can hold ground and stay
you can preserve it but can not bring back
you will be considered mad and crack

No right person may by buy your argument
even though he may be agreeable to your comment
the world at large has full faith in the system
It is not at all worrying them

We are bound to be guided by super natural powers
we may raise high buildings and towers
a natural curse is not going to fall all of sudden
it may not fall at all even

you may find thousands of followers
they continue to pray and are keen believers
they will go by the inner instinct and voice
they will not raise the doubt and create noise

We are powerless and simply a pawn
at any time of little blow you may go down
the best of the system may not come to the rescue
the end is certain for anybody when falling due

it is of no use to create a bogey
A lesson can be learnt from honey bee
they do nothing to survive their end
we continue to deny it with new progressive trend

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An anxiety

Eagerness to know
It is not something to throw
It may augment the nice flow
Very helpful for person to grow

It is anxiety to know more and more
It is an opportunity to dig and explore
It is good quality not to condemn but adore
Reject bad and good things to store

It is natural tendency
It has same wave length and frequency
We may be condemned for poor show
If we fail to prove or challenge to throw

How the world progresses in right direction?
How all the deficiencies are removed with corrective action?
It is all because of continuous thrust to know something more
It has to be taken as positive sign and to be pursued therefore

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Not to abuse

I have taken vow not to abuse anyone
Show kindness to all and disrespect to none
I have realized it lately but still not very late
I can clearly say this and firmly state

It is unbecoming of a human entity
If you do not realize the gravity
All sorts of praise for selfish ends
Out of tune living and no sense for foe or friends

The human life may not be available in next birth
It should be made memorable and worth
There are many unexplored fields to excel
It must be utilized for performing well

It will be befitting to your aim and mission
Possible that you may not succeed to liaison
People may show affront for your noble efforts
Still at the end of the day you can happy report

The inner voice may definitely respond
You deed and action may certainly correspond
It will be seen and reflected in every move
You have been afforded nice opportunity to prove

You will find many individual kneed deep in crime
They have only one aim to succeed in time
Let any thing happen to their brethren
They have nothing to worry or have any concern

They will live as human being but leave as unnoticed
No one will come to know about what they promised?
It will be treated just as normal departure
They will leave no mark to be remembered in future

You can lead ordinary but with worthwhile appearance
You are quoted all over with very good reference
This is what one is expected to achieve and attain
The fair name stands good and convincingly maintained

People may regard you not for wealth or position
It will be purely for your act and devotion
It is learnt that no one can claim it on any quality
It has something to with action and reality

Great people were loved and honored for their devotion
They always moved with correct direction
People loved them in good faith and followed
They pursued the right path and others too were allowed

It was not for mere show
The sentiment were expressed and allowed to grow
There was fine movement with action to flow
People were ready to sacrifice with only one go

It is not desired on anybody’s part to act false
Only simplicity and honesty is expected and nothing else
It may make you worthwhile for good human being
Otherwise we all are jokers in circus ring

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An imaginary conclusion

The sky and earth meet somewhere
if not at least they present the scene here
the illusory world with fake show
we think same and falsely grow

The sea too present same scene
somewhere at the distance two ends are seen
it is same scene with wrong impression
still we deny it and leave under confusion

Everybody is aware of the fact
still they pass the blame and angrily react
human tendency is such to think otherwise
where restrain is must to be looked wise

We go beyond certain limit
as long as it deems fit
the failure pushes to think differently
where as it was known and seen apparently

The human body is subjected to decay
it is unbelievable and causes dismay
We know there is no short cut or alternative way
no care is taken for enough attention to pay

We know it is difficult to catch the air
we are blinded by light and flair
it may cut across the sky
we may naturally think and question why

We have not grown with the age
It is still believed as general knowledge
parallels may look but does not meet
but we fail to recognize and feel it

It is driving us to despair
the conclusion drawn is not fair
it is mere desperation
it warrants no consideration

Some of the things do not go together
still it may baffle us and bother
we may disregard the existence even
we are blinded and extremely driven

the sky has its role to play
the land is vast and remain away
the sea also lie deep and make no noise
who else can think and raise the voice?

We come to the sense when craziness is over
we find many excuses and go for cover
it will be mere satisfaction however
the days may not be forgotten forever

The natural objects may stay as they are
there is no change even if they are very far
they function in ordinary but organized manner
we got to come in terms later or sooner

Let us pray for common good and some wisdom
the dreams may be realized seldom
it may lead you to boredom or stardom
you may have all the means and freedom

Still it is mired in illusion
it may lead to frustration
everything may emerge in form of question
We may not prove capable to find the solution

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Continue normal way

Everything is going on as usual
Nothing is taken as unusual
People move in causal manner
Mix with each other and feel better

Human nature is as such and needs company
You may need some one to confide and not so many
Hence there is compulsion to create small group or circle
Where you can get support for everything and avoid possible troubles

No one knows what is happening on another side
As world has become one with areas very wide
People have moved closer with so much of cooperation
Opened up new avenues with closer ties and cordial relation

Who moves us to explore all possibilities?
When we know life is uncertain with lots of uncertainties?
Who pulls string from behind and make to dance with particular tune?
Everybody is aware of the fact and to some extent remain genuine

We can sustain the onslaughts but can’t remove
We can put brave front and try to improve
But altogether it is somebody who guides us invisibly
Forces us to act stubborn and show the result notably

It is nice place to stay on beautiful earth
A place specially created to enjoy and end up with death
No one is immortal here and leave behind everything
Yet some people forget the basic fact and try stick on for something

Let us enjoy in limited span that has been given
Let the basic threat remain in force but forgotten
We play our part as per the conscience and situation
Life is as such with us for the simple continuation

We can’t shorten the life line or increase
That idea should never enter in mind, please
Try to lift as many miserable people as possible
The life for them otherwise proved quite impossible

We live as human being and continue normal way
We confine to circle and never try divide or go away
It is once in life time chance that we are here
Think of other land if that is possible and available there

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Should have not

As a male I should have not cried
All tears put out and eyes got dried
Something really worried from inside
I wanted some one close to confide

It is human mind that weeps
All sentimental tears do not keep
Within or forcefully contained
It is helplessness that has been maintained

Draughts and river floods cause anxiety
Earth quakes and bomb blasts make to feel sorry
Crush of freedom and liberty causes the anguish
Little tease troubles heart to pump the blood and finish

Medical aid is rushed to the troubled spot
People donate generously in quantity and lot
That shows how much we care for our brethren elsewhere
Show the solidarity and voice concern everywhere

To loose human life is serious loss
As it has not occurred due to natural cause
We are concerned with unnatural deaths
Where for little negligence we have to lay a wreath

Human heart stays with full of compassion
Shows love and attachment with obsession
We may be living far off from each other
Yet we wish them good luck and bother

Not all the people may be leading descent way
There may be so much pain to bear with in the way
A life is worst than animal yet we call it human
It can be understood as living hell by even layman

Let us form human chain all over the world
Where such events are noted and all over told
It is our main concern to rush for the rescue
Life has been termed as precious so deserves to be viewed

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I Suffer The Night

I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry

I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise

I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive

I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why

I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying

I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind

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