Rights and reasons
You have all the rights and reasons to feel elated
As it is personal and closely related
You may be feeling warm and impatient
But yes it is time to wait for and be resilient
You might have your ship anchored and docked
Your might have quenched your thrust but desire still not knocked
Oh! What a joy and enjoyment when he will be greeting!
With powerful embrace and drive for meeting
He is home coming shortly as in these years you wanted
The idea to remain close was all that hunted
After all you were not as helpless as predicted
But all those years with patience and waited
I have no reason to feel perturbed
I have remained calm and he never disturbed
He used to invade my memory and stay for long
This was felt immensely in me to flow along
Male member has always played dominant factor
He has remained at the centre and played as an actor
We as female has nothing more claim when he is around
Peace, stability and happiness is assured and found
I had chosen him at first sight when we had met
I thought at once that he will sure be my mate
He also felt the same and responded with response
We were to be merged in one at once
He had to leave abroad for compelling reasons
He never compromised with principles and carried on
I had relied on him with utmost good faith
He too had promised to accompany till the death
We had little time in remaining together
He had, in fact, to move out and go still further
We had very happy moments to spend with and enjoy
Now he was returning to me and I dreamed it with joy
I can‘t predict about others and their views
As it may be tiring and worrisome for few
No female with married status may remain for long times
But I knew its importance and tolerated for some more times
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A not very far
I had no courage to ask for any change
It was assuming with some thought with your age
I dreamed of having some sort of alliance
I had really wanted dependence and reliance
You had very long association with me from childhood
We had spent happy moments in the neighborhood
It had no bearing of our future relationship
Though we were attached loosely in friendship
I never tried to know or probe your mind
You were there at stone throw’s distance to find
I never thought of making you as permanent partner
Thought it was to happen sooner or later
It remained not as illusion but distant possibility
I had not thought of its probability
It did flicker in mind on several occasions
It only helped in strengthening the relation
I had no close shave off or sweet fight
You were through friend and always right
I wished not to loose you from my sight
Same thought troubled me too in night
As I was unaware of another side
The area of perception remained very wide
We had no time to converse seriously
Even though it harped on me continuously
It did occur to me sometimes
That same may be the case all the times
Possibly she may be thinking on same lines
Though I could notice only one side shine
Some possible forecast I could make
It seemed to me it would be easy cake walk
I preferred less and less acquaintance
It assumed significance with importance
I had to wait for right moment
I could see uneasiness and some movement
She would not concentrate and look around
I was sure something new may be found
It was her turn now
I had waited for it any how
I did not know how would she come forward?
But really waited for sweet and nice words
She managed finally and came closer
It was long wait but I was not looser
She whispered in ears and ran away
I was quite amused to find the way
It rang like bell in the ears
As it was recent not bye gone years
I wanted it for long time to hear
I could not guess how much happiness I bore?
Did you say it really?
Are you aware of it fully?
I may sink and not recover
You are with me however.. I pondered over it
I shall prove its worth
As you have come forth
Stay the same as you are
We are as close as were never far
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I Waited So Long
I waited so long 9 months in fact, the birth it felt like an attack
I waited so long to turn my back, on childhood and 12 years intact
I waited so long to turn 16, get a car exploit the dream
I waited so long to find a girl, the one I'd love and begin a world
I waited so long to graduate, leave behind an untold fate
I waited so long to be married, no longer a child to be carried
I waited so long to learn a craft, then came along our nations draft
I waited so long to turn 21, end adolescence, adult life begun
I waited so long to be a Dad, raise a child, my heart feel glad
I waited so long to have a son, feel proud inside new line begun
I waited so long to be a grandparent, love a child and not be errant
I waited so long to get this far to find myself, with many a scar
Life's a challenge, and that's a fact, but time is short, so compact
Life goes on the wrinkles I hate, the pounds put on, just won't wait
No longer to wait, from now on I happen,
Others can wait, It's energy I'm sappin'
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?? ?????.. I was unaware
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I was totally unaware about her intention and desire
I used to act like child with madness to her
Was teasing her at even odd times
Much to her disliking of my style sometimes
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She might have been thinking often
Getting novel ideas and disturbed even
It will become talk of the town if it did not take off
Got bogged down on my refusal with worst kind of laugh
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She may be waiting with lovely lights on
Eyes fixed at the door for me to come in
She may turn upset with little knock or foot steps
With only thought that I may turn in any times
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She was elated with full of confidence
To have me by his side at once
She was upset over my taunts
Yet was showed it with happiness
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I had inkling about such things
I knew for him but wanted to make sure for something
I occasionally peeped at him and smiled
He may turn romantic and force me to shy meanwhile
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I too turned romantic and bent with head down
Extended hand with rose and made intention known
'Will you agree to my proposal and say on face'?
She smilingly accepted and waked away with 'Oh, yes'
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My heat was filled and overwhelmed with joy
As it had remained barren for long time to enjoy
Today it has made me impatient and restless
To find her and if not seen then spend sleepless night in such case
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the long wait may be over soon
She may enter the life like moon
There after same life routine will follow
Alternatively making us sad and happy as the time will allow
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Honor To Rememeber
Not a day might have been passed
From your memory to be glanced
Such a happy and long union
With a long time wife as companion
I congratulate it in earnest
As it has remained very best
Coming days must be fruitful
As it has been very much successful
Life as such is beautiful
We have everything in plentiful
Only it should be spent with happiness
All the time it must be seen on the face
Days and years have turned into decades
But memory remains fresh and never fades
You are moved with the happy moments
As life was always challenging with movements
When you sit on the bench alone
You feel happy and not lone
It is nice to feel about past life
When everything had been quiet from wife
So rejoice at long and comfortable inning
You have scored all the goals as winning
Nothing remains now to be seen as failure
Life was happy at all the times for very much sure
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My true faith
My true faith
She is my true faith
I wished her to remain same till death
That was real feeling from inside
But alas! The distance was very much wide
She has lived very far
I can see her like only star
Not distance may matter
Yet she is world too far
How to tell her about unseen love?
I feel it from deep and believe
She can be mine on any one day
She is keen too but far away
"Safoof, Safoof * I have friend
She murmured and silently quieted
I repeated her to clarify
She smiled and tried to satisfy
He is friend to whom I admired
Played, dreamed and stared
But could not reach him for unknown reasons
I loved him till date as very good person
We are on same boat and I miss the same
I tried to convince and staked a claim
She promised not to discourage but consented
I felt whole world at feet and got elated
"Inshaallah"* we shall meet some where"
In this birth if that is the wish to be met here
I promise to hold it good for you
If words spoken by you is true
I am magically spelled
She opens her lips as not labeled
She is one of the most beautiful I dreamed and desired
Always at heart and adorably admired
I sink daily merely by her look
She has charm of divine book
I try to read her face and again fail
She is no where near me to avail
Inshaallh.. Wish of the almighty
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A nice moments
There was no disappointment
It was always full of encouragement
There were no sad or tragic moments
Everything was in order with nice movements
She may stay with me politely
The time too spent was quitely
There were no changes coming lately
It remained calm and peaceful and grately
I loved the peaceful scene at home
I may sleep soundly on foam
It was not quite amusment
I was feeling nice with the treatment
It did not distrub me at any juncture
I clearly saw happy life and future
I had every reason to feel assured
The joy and happiness were not meant to be measured
Wife was causing me little worry
I tried to assess but came out with sorry
I could go no deep any furhter
I continued to wonder and bother
She may not reveal her plan
She had not imposed any ban
She was as easy as this before
I had absolutely less worries therefore
She was not leaving me high and dry
This question did occure to me and why?
She may turn her head and feel very shy
I too was cautiously not making desparate try
She may have her reasons for not feeling well
She was at her advantage for nicely to tell
I ccould have taken it very lightly and at ease
I would have atleast rested mind with peace
She may not at any cost try to reveal
It is not her desire to concceal
I too go afterf her sentiments and try to know
But finlly she had decided all weight to throw
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A troubled mind - 2
The female mind in me, recently in the limelight for wrong reasons
It took about twenty years of twice-married life
And about seventeen years of widowhood
For me to understand
That the femininity in me
Is still dormant and has the
Potential to strike me
Not that I remained free of
Physical intimacy with men
But, I was on the look out of a person
Who will be a good father
Of my only teenaged son
I exercised all cautions in deciding
The so-called life partner
It is also my understanding and felt-experience
That sexual desire gets kindled in me
By the looks and gait of the men I used to come across
And at times I was driven to physical pleasure
It is also my understanding that
Physical involvement and actions thereupon
Lead to a momentary satisfaction
Only to turn vinegary later
Further, the advancing age of my partners
Does not allow them to demonstrate an involved
Performance towards fulfillment of
The desires mooted in me
I feel that the sexual attraction in me
Is not abated
But sustained at the same level
As it was when I first realized that
I was physically matured
The turbulence of this quality of mine
Disturbs me so much that
I am weakly drawn to
The path of understanding myself
All my managing skills
And other human relation experience
Fail me
To see reasoning
When it comes to an attractive
Opposite gender
Till recently I was in peace and comfort
With my ways of living under the cover of widowhood
But now got drawn close to a man
Elder to me by seven years
Who has a greater appeal than most of the men I met
And also evinced interest in me
The femininity in me drove me into him
And I started being noticed by others as well
In intimacy even in public places
With this twice-married smart diplomat turned politician
Who assured me that he would take good care of me
And would turn a good father to my son
He is powerful, affluent and elegant
Which suit my ways of lavish living
Despite the fact that I have innumerable
Extra-marital affairs
My mind does not miss a chance
To indulge in such
Unhealthy thoughts
Whenever it happens that
I encounter a demanding male
All these leave me in guilt feeling soon after
Indian philosophers were quite aware of this
And scriptures repeatedly warn
Against indulging in sensual pleasures
And reorient the thought process
In seeking help from the divine
In pursuing noble thoughts and desires
Even great saints
Proclaim themselves as grave sinners
Probably because of
Such thoughts striking them
Though at far less a frequency
Than the way I frequent them
Having tasted, rather been indulged in,
All possible sensual pleasures
How I wish
The female mind in me
Ceases its domination
In my thought-creating process
And helps me stick to this
Latest commitment
Make my son a man of great character
And avoid similar embarrassment in future
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Shaken in bed
I lay completely shaken in bed
So many years have been passed
The past is not allowing me to sleep
Even though I have tried desperately to give slip
They were days of full boom
I was at full of my youth and remained in room
Totally unconcerned with out side world
As it seemed to me nothing and very cold
I was dragged into controversy
As I had been drawn into by beauty
I was all in for attaining her by all means
She was not easy pry to lay a hand and declare win
Some notorious idea ran in mind
It all pushed me to dark side and made blind
It I was not to get her then nobody would
Even if I have to starve for the want of food
That devilish idea had made me completely ruined
I was in no peace and absolutely out of mind
I was more of her than more of me
Totally blinded and absolute slave not feeling free
She may her compelling reasons
She was not at all conceding to me as nice person
I had rage within but restrained with calm
Many times I glanced with lines in the palm
Nothing was read clearly as palmists sometimes claim
I was curiously trying at them but not to blame
As it happens in the final love stage
I was not at all to be confused with age
I shelved the idea of pursuing
With sole purposed of no threat issuing
It was pure intention of allowing her own way
I was slowly drifting and staying away
Now many years later I am still hunted by memory
Even though I am happy at this age and feel no sorry
As those were the days of prime youth and adventure
I was not all concerned with career and bright future
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Natural part
I am ardent lover of females and admire their part
As they have lots of confusion from where to start
What to accept and what to reject!
There is lot of stress, strain and needed to act
As female so many things are to be compromised
Maintain the tight schedule and stand firma as promised
There is every possibility of getting blame all the times
Yet she is the only person to take us out from difficult times
It will be totally unfair not to give them full credit
There contribution and sacrifice can be written on long sheet
Each page may speak of uphill task faced by them
As enough of care is needed for plant to come out of stem
Male counterparts on the other hand try to be worry free
No tensions at all, go round and make it merry
Whether study or not, every one will love and pin hope
Not much of regret even if he fares badly and flops
How much she has to take at home and outside
Her area of influence is stretched very wide
Even thought she may not be that much appreciated
But role played by her is dominant and definitely noted
World is so cruel at them and inflict several injuries
Add to pain and woes to clearly push into miseries
Thank God, now a day they have become empowered
Yet enough of it has been disregarded and their honor lowered
Basically human being is considered as wild animal
Some of the inherent qualities still same on arrival
He may go wild and do anything to molest woman
For a friction of second he may forget that he is good man
How can one feel secure under such circumstances?
There are lots of raps and murder cases and can be quoted as instances
Yet they are not as strong as they should have been
They are essentially a strong force and must be everywhere seen
No one can think of forgoing natural part
Male and female has different role to play and can’t depart
Let both remain at central place and prove as dominating force
So there is no excuse and reason to feel remorse
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Futile Search
I have decided that there is nothing more to gain
Only to take care that it remains in tack and doesn’t go to drain
Lots of sequences emerged in mind and reminded me of hard struggle
There was complete peace in mind and spending rest of time without any trouble
I gave second thought over years of futile search
It had taken my complete life for the end to reach
One may take satisfaction in securing material comforts
To enjoy complete joy as if ship has anchored the port
What did force me to go in for materialistic world?
Where all happiness and joy remain feeling less and cold
It has artificial pull from friends and relatives
But I had remained careful in choice and very subjective
Even though I have everything at my disposal
People were ready to accept me with any proposals
I knew it was their love for my wealth and luxurious way
But some of the aspects were keeping me always away
My forefathers spent their life with meager sources
This was one of main reason and driving force
I had one concept very clear in mind
That I will go for all out hunt and find
The wealth and all fame needed for my satisfaction
I had made my views know to all and gave clear indication
I ventured into selfish world with only one aim
Complete reliance on self and something more to claim
By dong so, I didn’t sell my soul
I remained calculative but very cool
I employed honest ways and treasured the truth
That is the reason today I sit alone and feel worth
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A papa in same boat
I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while
If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,
One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,
I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind
I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile
was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?
I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?
I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,
You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,
Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,
Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,
had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,
So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,
I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise
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Papa you too....part II
I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while
If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,
One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,
I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind
I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile
was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?
I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?
I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,
You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,
Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,
Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,
had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,
So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,
I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise
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Ripples in spine
Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine
My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor
Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even
I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof
I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone
Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try
Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide
I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was
If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about
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No Uncertain Death
I have seen no uncertain death
It was first time when I went to lay a wreath
My grand mother had recently passed away
I had spent considerable time with full stay
I go back to my childhood memory
She may take all steps to make me merry
I was her beloved and very dear child
She was never annoyed and remained mild
She may spread her hand on my head
In sound sleep I may feel touch and quietly read
She has the magic in hand and is quite apparent
I would forget everything even past and current
All the mothers of world are like that
This was reveled by grand and several times stated
Nobody can compare her with any object
She is known by her graceful act
Such lovely figure is not among us
My mother had so much love and trust
She may shed tears in little away place
So we should not see her pale face
She confided me how last days were so painful
Grandma was so critical but remained cheerful
She remembered me even to her last breath
I was the only one not present at the time of death
Everybody at that time was choked with emotions
We had to pray for her peaceful departure without any options
It was Almighty’s wish and we had to only pray
We could only weep and could not see her going away
She had so much deep affection
We could see in her eyes that reaction
She wanted to speak but could do nothing
We waited for her to speak something
Mother confided me something more
Grandma at the end was very sorry and sore
She never wanted me to be away from home
She waited for me to see her and welcome
She had her last remembrance
She had opted for this relation happily at once
She had worked day and night for our well being
She did everything for happiness to bring
I would go for her feeling
She did it for us happily and willing
How could we be that ungrateful?
She had done exceedingly well and remained resourceful
Every household has one old character
They may remain main figure and anchor
The family ship has to be towed safely to shore
It always requires something more and more
I look at her shining eyes and face
I find everything in her and there is nothing more to trace
She is doyen of all mothers with smiling personality
May be this is only one remaining quality
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A certain truth
To know women well
You need certain truth to tell
You have good heart in male
That is very much liked by female
If there is no respect for female
No good thoughts to think of and inhale
You may be called feminine
But there may be real famine
We may be strangulated
The birth place may be regulated
It will remain completely unrelated
Causes and problems are definitely related
She may remain as sex symbol
This is really pathetic hole
We blame her for everything as whole
She is centre of attraction for all
She has everything to excel
On all fronts doing exceptionally well
Carrying the home front and others as well
There is altogether complete story to tell
Can we regulate any thing on her or impose?
Can’t we put trust in her or repose?
Does it harm our interest or cause?
We need to apply break or observe pause
Respect begets the respect
Shake well the conscience to introspect
It is real union or bond
Male n female relation must be cordially found
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With a reason
It did not appeal
In fact I sensed it unreal
The bell in holy place was sounding
With impact on mind and pounding
Priest was trying to wake up the Lord
Or was trying to air the holy word
Whatever it may be but certainly a wake up call
Ideal prayer time in the morning for all
I have thought over it number of times
But found no clue any of the time
I was becoming prisoner of conscience
I tried to give close look and thought at once
We all claim to have God inside us
Whatever performed is as per His wish
We are simple tool and helpless
So we bear innocence on the face
This has taken me to the conclusion
Let there remain no confusion
We can't trouble him for our action
As we know good has good and bad has equal reaction
Then why we go and try to awake?
Why so much of our doing is at stake?
I find no answer and keep quiet
The best way is to remember nothing and forget
It has nothing to do with any religion
When we leave peace messages with pigeons
We are at peace with out side world
But turning different in side and feel cold
I feel great sense of relief
When pray Him for brief
Not at fixed time but any time of the day
Whenever find spare time at home or on the way
I have observed myself completely at ease
Energy cycle is on and waiting to release
The rays of happiness is for the person
Who has concern for others and self with reason
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When One Door Closes Another Opens
She sold her house in outer suburbia where she had lived for many years
And she know that in months from now she will recall through the tears
The happy times she spent there when her children were young
There they laughed and played together and their nursery rhymes they sung.
The old home to be demolished never to be seen again
And of a thing of beauty only memories will remain
To make room for a car park something ugly in it's place
And the landscape will look uglier without one familiar face.
To get rid of her huge mortgage the one reason why she sold
And the house in need of repairs as most timber houses do when old
So she felt obliged to sell and to buy a cheaper house elsewhere
But she will recall her old home and the good times she had there.
When one door closes another opens this so happens to be true
And she will settle in her new home and find happiness there too
Still the old timber house on Bayview Road in her memory will remain
And in her dreams she will be visiting her erstwhile friends again.
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A wish to talk
i wish i could talk to you
make contact and talk through
it is pleasure talking to a distant friend
it was nice for the talks to end
She was not for close contact
She was happy to be confined and in tact
It was her logic and may be fact
She had good reason to react
I was amused when she said she wants to knew persons
From different parts of the world for various reasons
It is giving long insight and proper understanding
It is nice feeling with greater bonding
Well, I responded with saying so
But I could leave the scene and go
She seems o be quite reserved
But her brilliance I definitely observed
She commented for living in isolation
It was nice for her but a good revelation
There was nice meeting with good conciliation
I had no more plan to pose a question
She was sure to come back as she was brilliant
I had come all of sudden and talk was instant
I was to gain something more
I pursued it long therefore
It was just time to depart
As I intended no to part
But since it was good beginning or start
I had played my part as very smart
It is good to meet various people
We are able to communicate and capable
It makes us to think positively
It is easy and helpful relatively
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love symbol
I have assessed any analyzed number of times
The role of female in life, but occurred only sometimes
Though they deserved it from clear point of view
We have never given them their due with sincere review
Where should have been my position without her?
What would have happened if she did not take care or bother?
Bulk of the responsibilities shared exclusively by single handed
Still all the times under captivity and with the problems landed
I was given free hand to worry only for raising the fund
That should have met and won the first round
It would have been difficult to survive the on going race
We would not have been able to stand bravely and face
I might have barely thought of going ahead
It would have been impossible to think and lead
The role and responsibilities are clearly defined
The life as such stands fine and shined
I look back and see or visualize her association
It was her frantic effort for the elevation
No one could have cared so much as females do
This is basic fact and very much true
I should not have dreamed of any better position
We had nice and very good composition
The days were passing like smooth river water flow
We were very happy in life even though laid very low
No male will admit the domination of female
It is like challenging the role of whale
Both remain indomitable in any case
Still admiration or respect will never be less
Some of the touchy aspects still hunt the mind
Same beautiful moments are very rare to find
Can we dream of those lost moments for a while?
It would have been very difficult to cut even extra mile
Sometimes I would stare at main door and wait
She will slowly enter not to make the presence very late
I appreciated her presence of mind and admired
She will never spoil the mood and stay smiled
We could have barely survived for few more years
We could never cross the threshold of fifty or more barriers
It was her sweet company that made us to survive more
The relation remained same and never turned sour
She influenced me all those years and more
I have seen her beauty and fully adored
All glorious moment that you do not miss even for seconds
Through out the period your presence was precious like diamond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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