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Remember what we are

Remember what we are
doesn't matter what we were
it is long way to spend here
Agony and pain only to bear

it is peaceful present
rest all can remain absent
that may spoil peace and calm
less gain and more harm

you may forget it once for all
still it may be stored in wall
it may surface and remind of old days
happy moments and nice ways

what can be retained and forgotten?
It remains intact without being stolen
It is treasure and may be preserved
The tradition has to be kept in mind and observed

Let even words does not sneak out
It may speak of other things and about
It must be always kept in mind
It is to be opened in leisure moments and find

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Remember

I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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A bye gone is bye gone

I was taken back by many years
They were nice moments of yesteryears
They just emerged before eyes as live show
They made fine imprint with bright glow

I used to be notorious and funny too
I was loved by all that was also equally true
It was very nice to feel among members
It was nice to have spent time and remember

Bye gone is bye gone and has no relevance today
We must keep them before eyes and sincerely pray
We must thank almighty for showing us correct way
We wouldn’t have been comfortable in present day

It flashed in my mind to show how it could have been different?
The things were not going smooth as they looked apparent
It needed a final push with lots of enthusiasm
I could do it with confidence and showing much of optimism

Things turn out to be against us as we make steady progress
It makes strong and bring in position to express
I guessed it was right time for me to grab opportunity and excel
Everything was turning in favor and going very smooth and well

I might have erred in taking the proper judgment or decision
It may not have been perfect or near to the precision
I was confident and so sure of its implementation
I had strong urge for not falling in any temptation

I did what all I could do to carve out my own world
I had pulse of warm feeling and relation never developed cold
It was definitely promise of gentleman that worked perfectly
The tide too was in favor and everything moved smoothly and correctly

It may be of no use if we lament for past and repeat same in present
They are good memories but have no place hence must be kept absent
If we are overwhelmed and carried away by the past experience
It may not only aggravate the situation but trouble us with it s presence

The past memoirs must be kept in dark or back burner
It must work for us as guiding path and as eye opener
We have to learn form the past and go ahead with new out look
The letters and spirit should not be confined to only books

They are rich treasure for us to remember in leisure moments
It need not show any precedence or invite comments
It has to be stored in mind as bye gone years with joy
Every present moment has to be lived with and enjoyed

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Go Off

To forget easily means worries to go off or let
Men should be in command when to remember and forget
What can be retained for good and preserved
And what can be taken care off alter or observed

It is nice quality to accord the priority
This can be adjusted according to utility
You can not remain occupied or things to happen years later
It can be nicely dumped and take will be n care of for better

It provides good excuse if you pretend of forgetful nature
You will gain enough of time to plan and think over
Immediate answer may sometimes lack convincing reply
The mind will not be at rest and fail to apply

So it now made know to all that you tend to forget
So they will take you for not granted and suitably assure
You will be utilized later when there is no other option
You can be even considered nothing for any of the adoption

Such is advantage of being ignorant
People may not bombard you instant
They know you may prove non-starter
There is no use to exchange with you or barter

Any how you flank is secured
Disease is completely cured
You have your own rules to apply
Enough time at disposal to reply

Pretend ignorance if there is no escape route
If rules are not applicable then flout
But well within limits so can be defended
Not to cause any damage or feel them offended

At least you will be spared
No one seemed to have dared
You are not avoided but cared
As they will make it doubly sure and compared

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Keep Close what You Treasure

Keep close what you treasure,
Snug to hug your chest.
An abundance of those who had their eyes closed,
With lost integrities...
Are on the prowl with confessions to profess,
A losing of money like a child of innocence.
And incensed they are with a bitterness,
About a wasting of their valued time.
They 'now' have discovered that to be precious.
With an envying of those who chose to live.
And not spend it on the worshipping of things.
To forfeit what a doing of that brings.

And time they want to take...
With a weeping done on shoulders,
To express their misery and heartache.

Don't let them sneak and take your peace.

Many who have sold their souls,
For a taste of baubles and bling.
Now today they say,
Those bright shiny things mean to them not a thing.
And approach with an encroaching,
To sneak away your peace.
With a luring to gain your empathy.
For purposes to steal it from your mind.
Since they have not a dime.
From a clawing to a top with a bursting bubble pop.
They find now that has left them flat,
On their behinds.

Don't let them sneak and take your peace.
Keep close what you treasure,
Snug to hug your chest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Firm Belief

This is the world of loss and gain
Where God let nothing to go in vain
Even a water dropp that we get in rain
Helps us in moments of suffering and pain

When troubles come it makes us gray
And everything feels wrong in the way
And we don't find next stone to lay
And think that God has pushed us away

But this is neither true nor it is right
Because for us God emits bliss light
And show us nice things that are bright
For his ways are always unique and quiet

So if we feel we are stuck in a test
Where we are not given any rest
Then thing that at time seems best
is to go to God and pray with zest

Because this is surely my firm belief
That God who is our creator and chief
Will cease our pain and will give us relief
And will remove from us our distress and grief

Because this is the world of loss and gain
Where God let nothing to go in vain
Even a water dropp that we get in rain
Helps us in moments of sufferings and pain

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Moments

We have treasured moments
we collect everyday,
as we walk our journey
along life’s long and winding road.
Moments that we want to keep
for some sad and lonely day.
Moments to treasure,
when the sun refuses to shine.
Moments to remember
and call upon at anytime.
Moments when we are blessed,
with love and friendship divine.
Moments that we gather,
with love in our memories.
Moments, beautiful moment,
we gather everyday.

poem by David Harris
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Torments of love

There are moments in life

when you feel like to cry

and don’t really know why.

Your destiny gives you chances

to satisfy your fancies

But they are not always a success,

sometimes even a stress.

Yes, you splash out emotions

like an angry ocean a whale.

But what remains in your soul?

Is it just a growl?

You have already been indifferent to him,

it seemed.

But he still remains in your mind

And you try to find

The reason to forget him.

Were you just blind?

You want to leave everything behind

and ask your mind to be so kind to forget.

You beg your heart

to release your torments,

to forget all his comments.

You ask your mind

to be in contact with your heart

and not always be apart.

All your actions were unmeant,

all you wanted the love to send.

Now you are trying to forget,

but you can’t,

Then you think: Oh, yes! He had a grant.

You try to find his negative features

for your lonely creature.

You try to release your mind

but he still remains in your soul

playing the main role

in all your night dreams,

and it seems he is still everything to you,

it is so difficult to say adieu.

You had time to think how to keep him,

how to reap the fruits of love,

or may be to stay in good relations,

so that to avoid the separation,

or may be remain friends,

it could be a good amends.

But…your heart pains and the dreams remain.

Nothing you can change,

Nothing to arrange.

You did all to estrange your love.

The words I have said above

Are not for all.

It is just her little squall.

Now she is all alone.

Living on her own

somehow she will survive

and one day probably die.

Here I sigh and tell you good bye,

finishing this crazy lie.

Larisa Rzipishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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A Lifetime Of Moments

We live a lifetime of moments
some good, some bad, some indifferent.
Some we remember and some we forget.
Some are placed within our heart
to remain there always.
Some are discarded too readily
as ones we want to forget,
but every moment is written down in time
and will remain there forever.
Waiting for someone whom may have a key
to unlock all the moments there
and set them free.
Until that day comes along,
we live in the moments that we have created.

6 October 2008

poem by David Harris
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They Come To Go

These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
Whether or not attempts are made,
To hold onto them as tightly as possible.

They can be discussed on a daily basis.
Or ignored as they speed away.
These days that we have been given to witness,
Will be better off lived...
Then reminiscing how they were,
And what was done.

Too many will discover themselves lost,
In the things they once did.
And not prepare their minds for what comes,
With maintained faith and not delusions.

These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
And fixed to keep them revisited.

Especially when those changes made,
Aren't here to stay for anyone.
They come to go.
With no empathy shown,
To those who don't grow.

For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
And fixed to keep them revisited...
To live and adjust as they must.
Will discover all their beliefs,
Dusted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dismay May Be Dismissed after Neil Butler - Dismay

As Phoenix from burnt ember
dismissed scope lost, dismay
cost much, turned May December
that little could allay.

Remember much more,
say less defies success,
from blindness mind restore
empowerment express.

When moments matter
leave naught unsaid
avoiding pitter-patter
Hope helps to get ahead.

I didn't think to remember
thoughts lost to dismay
But in my own time
I'll chase my demons away

I forget a little more
and I say even less
Its all in the mind
I can never express

Moments that matter
things go unsaid
No matter how I try
I can never get ahead
Neil Butler Dismay

(26 February 2011)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Well (Dug Hole)

It is age old tradition to dig well on highway
Travelers not to face difficulties on mid way
Living being may find it real and fine gesture
Tree branches near by may reflect true nature

Rulers, donors or wealthy generally constructed
To be used by all and normally so instructed
It was noble work and spoke of very good act
People may remember as it was common fact

In well, deep calm blue water appeared on surface
If you bend to see, may reveal your true face
Though you may be in hurry but find peace
You may rest there with calm and ease

Well may serve well so long it remains as well
How to preserve it may be like story to tell
So little in common but much to reveal
Good deeds and noble act and nothing to conceal

Go near to well and you won’t regret
No complaint even if you take water out in bucket
Passers by may stay for while and have rest
Thirst may be quenched on the way as crucial test

Great people remained aloof but acted like well
Never confined knowledge within or tried to sell
They might have preferred to store but ignored
Could sleep well over the books and snored

Knowledge is like deep well meant for common use
May stink if remained for long time without use
A well is called “well” if used very well
Whose beginning is well the end may also be well

Now wells are no more in use and remain as monuments
Served the purpose well at the time of crucial moments
Passers by and travelers noted its importance
Is it not the sheer neglect that we plead our ignorance?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Writings Of A Writer

When my life is in despair
Against the wall I stand
And out the window stare
Towards the soft clouds
That seem to drift over head
Then in my mind a thought
Buds and blooms into an inspiration
My hand reaches out for papers and pen
Then as thoughts materialize in my mind
Words to describe it become frequent
Then with pen in hand and paper against the wall
I begin to describe everything my mind saw
Things of beauty, things grotesque
Moments of happiness, moments of stress
All captured within an inspiration
After a moments thought
And put down on paper
As a poem, book or a song
After it has been manipulated into shape
Within all the tenderness it can get
The format is laid out and the final closing set

(date written unknown)

poem by David Harris
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The Peace You Bring Me

You remind me of peace the whisper of the trees, how the words float off the page in the love letters i send.
You remind me of peace what everyone hopes and fights for.
Once i hold you in my possession i always have to have more.
You remind me of peace the tenderness of that of a newborn childs touch.
How your love surrounds me like a soft comfortable blanket that your arms i long to be so much.
You remind me of peace the way you sweep me off my feet as gentle as a breeze.
having the power to make moments like this freeze.
And though there isn't peace within the world and although there will never be.
All the things that make you you bring peace inside of me.

poem by Sylvia Perry
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Doesn't Remind Me

I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything

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Love Sonnet 76: Merry moments that we commit to mind,

Merry moments that we commit to mind,
Ensure past plights recalled, would not be bleak,
For these pockets of mirth we often find,
Could spice our joys to strength when weak;
Your laughter I did save for somber times,
And goodly news withheld for dreary days;
Mind not scant songs, for we wrote reserved rhymes,
And kindness we could split up many ways;
Should you be gone someday, as do all things,
Your grin, like that of Cheshire Cat's, remains,
Just like the hope a worthy promise brings,
Or morn that soon the dawning day obtains;
……The fond moments are interludes, sweetness,
……Or memories, to purvey loneliness.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Bitter words

Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling

It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before

Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer

It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say

We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press

Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive

It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain

Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense

Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple evening

An evening to remember and forget
All friends together and memories to let
Sitting around and gossiping of whole day
Make some news to come out of way

All funny episodes to comeon surface
Each one to narrate the speciality ofcase
How one goes ahead in private meeting?
Wht do they converse while greeting?

It is nice gathering and simple exchange
On e gets lighter by disclosing and able to manage
It is nothing but sharing of happy moments
Cutting jokes among and passing of comments

It is beautiful to share about love and pain
Nice suggestions for good harvest and rain
Spending time with would be bride
Is it not the matter of pride?

What is life actually about?
Happiness but not always fall out
Full of worries yet no sorrows
Carfyl planning about future and tomorrow

Evening is not for upsetting of events
It is right setting of happy moments
Get to gether means a lot to friends
All worries and problems come to an end

Sun might have set but for us it is sunshine
No hurry for sleep and no worry to dine
To come of worries and feel very fine
This is fine moment and live life line

Wh has the time in life to spend?
Who can take care and befriend?
Who bothers about others hardships?
When one’s own life is like aground ship

It is utilization happy bursts
It is needed and must
Nothing else will come to your rescue
If you had no plan and any other clue

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An evening to remember