Secret behind
What is secret behind seeking some favor?
Are we not capable of enforcing it for?
Anything can be made possible with hard labor
To feel real happiness then it must start with neighbor
If neighbor is well looked after or properly understood
There won’t be any chance left for being misunderstood
If you have hostile neighbor and things are unfavorable
Nothing can be dreamed off or make it attainable
Despite these entire handicap we look toward to divine blessings
When we pray to God with clear heart nothing goes missing
We expect almighty to steer our course in midst of crisis
It is total communication with Him and is full of emphasis
Prayers are neither meant for seeking wealth
Nor for asking immunity from bad health
It is for granting love and peace to avoid death
To grant poor some means of living for not inviting wrath
If poor are hungry and staved
No homes will be free and saved
There is enough of strength in prayers
It has served as tonic and offer different form off layers
It is human weakness that we look towards Him in distress
We find it totally unmanageable to come out of mess
When we have nothing or no ways out for any kind of rescue
We whole heartedly go in for seeking blessing and ask for review
We know it from the beginning that we are absolutely nothing
We must adhere to some true norms to achieve something
If our life is ordinary and true to the divine allegiance
Life may be passed of easily even thought might have faced some variance
But if we totally deny the existence of any divine power
No one may buy any argument or even followed by fewer
Bulk of people have already decided in going for
It is to be decided what we are waiting for to be sure
Normally it is considered our secret strength
We have belief in divine powers with religious length
We know for sure that we may have any type of solution
Once we decide to go in for it with commitment and resolution
Some people are blind to the realities
They have their own logic for failures and uncertainties
They will not seek any remedial blessings in prayers
Even though they have repeat setbacks and failures
The life is carried on with strong belief
It may not provide any immediate relief
But certain some sort of mental peace will be there
Nothing more as miracle can be expected here
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New lease of life
It is almighty alone who can infuse new lease of life
No preaching of violence even if cut throat competition with knife
He is lone judge to ascertain our actions and guide
We got to believe in him and honestly confide
The love and kindness may be slowly pulsated
The course of action may be justified and related
The words are truly defined and put to use
We are not allowed to rouse passion or misuse
What can we do as sensible persons on our part?
We must keep some space some where in kind heart
This is real breathe taking exercise and art
We can only understand partially and start
We have gained no such divine power
We still have to live on earth and not in high rise tower
We have no magic power to ruin or destroy anything
We are perishable and can do no harm or good for something
It has strengthened my belief that some does exits for good
Even though we have failed to grasp it fully or understood
We can hardly do anything good except to pray for mercy
That will be shown only by him alone as almighty
Whatever be strong belief or allegiance
It will be lost for ever by our negligence
If we are taught and mislead to believe
The lies and hatred as dominant cause to relive
Love to live with own conscience and firm belief
God is there to look after and give relief
Rest matters less if we truly speak His language
Peace may prevail with happiness with no misuse
The books may relate only some divine aspects
It is holy union between us as entered into pact
We have no right to disobey, disbelieve or react
This must be plainly understood by every one as fact
Even though we are riddled with factionalism
More or less we are guided by humanism
As each soul is nearer to almighty or God
We can not simply force him to act with rod
It will be totally against his dictates
It will bring us doom and bad fate
Nothing can be saved for his displeasure
It will be misfortune and can never be favor
We are blinded by anger.jealousy and arrogance
Something can be removed by his presence
It is really a blessing if we follow true way with allegiance
Nothing can be worried about if we have total reliance
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Avoid annoyance
If I am given will power to do
I shall definitely prove it true
Do nothing that shall hurt anyone
Please all and liked by everyone
It is neither something you do to avoid annoyance
Not means of cheap method of convenience
It is best easily available means at once
It needs no expertise but simple substance
No one may go in for repaying in reverse
As it may create some sort of repentance in adverse
This no one wants to invite at terrible cost
As world is suffering from it at the most
It is not giving any type of joy or advantage
One is always at pain and unable to manage
As heart will be filled with grief all the time
Somewhere it will pinch in corner as if committed crime
Love has been realized as powerful tool all the way
It is remembered in way or other if lost hope rays
That kind gesture is all the way coming on the memory screen
Afterwards love and hate relation does not emerge or ever seen
I had been ardent supporter of such ways from the beginning
I have firm belief and strong conviction even though the chances are thinning
It has still enough power and strength to steer the course amidst crisis
This is the one of the reason that has been constantly laid with the emphasis
Even all Messiahs, prophets and Gods have descended beautiful earth with message
What is not visualized or envisaged is the clear impact of its smooth passage?
Why we all have to undergo such sufferings and pain for the absence of true love?
It is within us with all divine blessings and it needs simple try to prove
Momentary ups and down can rule the scene for moment
It should never discourage us from our noble movement
It is very hard to replace love with permanent painful hatred
As it will never grant us any clemency to feel better and to be lead
Time may pass like smooth and silent river water
No hindrance on the way or fear of being altered
As it has its own course to look forward and move
Any misgivings about being hated should be removed
If you accept the love being only divine gift
There is hardly any chance of being misinterpreted as rift
As the love is trying to flow in unique way with clear impact
Even blind may feel it with the emergence of real feelings in fact
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Morning Prayer Words
I hear Morning Prayer words
I think it is prevalent all over world
Somebody may call it 'Azan'*
Some one may call them 'Bhajan'*
It has definitely some meaning
A divine call from heart for winning
Love the fellow brethrens and pardon
For whatever they have unknowingly done
Why such places give us mental peace?
Why do we feel that we are at complete ease?
Is there no hidden message from our creator?
I bow my head whenever hear some prayer words in air
Our Muslim brethrens may be fasting this month
Holiest of holy month as it is called Ramadan
To purify the soul and pray for peace all over
'Allah -O-Akabar', almighty to provide the safe cover
Prayers have tremendous strength and hidden power
People offer it with sincere wishes and in rainy shower
Nothing moves them from commitment and resolve
With only request to grant confidence for it to solve
Whole religious places seem to be emitting lights
Each person dreams to have blessings right
Bow head in silence and seek for pardon
If all committed something wrong on someone
I know for sure that on one is perfect
But can not improve upon our acts?
Can we not become tolerant to mankind?
As has been seen recently that we have gone blind
'Shower on us peace and strength to withstand '
Any burden or trouble that we may be unable to stand
Provide the correct path with respect to each religion
Let some fresh air with fragrance blow in any region!
I visit holy Kaba* stone in my prayer
It provides me peace and acts as sooth sawyer
Likewise my heart bleeds when I find tears
When poor people in street painfully bear
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Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
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Where I'm In FAITH!
Within a place that creates completeness in oneself,
a place that needs no obstacles,
a place that needs positive reaction,
negative resolution, and stressful elimination:
powers within oneself to have faith
in the faith G-d has for me.
Seeking a miracle is a waste of my time
for the miracles that come to my life
are truly the miracles of creation,
creation of a strong black woman
who can make all things happen,
who can provide for her family,
who can live without the idea of dying
due to destruction seen before her.
I am a miracle in itself as are you,
our faith in ourselves will benefit us
more than the faith we have in what can be done by prayer;
having faith in what we can do to make our prayers reality,
many of our questions have answers,
having faith, and the courage to know the answers are a given,
we are from the breath of the almighty,
we are the world, we are what he has faith in.
Looking for an easy fix is the thought of an addict,
for I am not an addict for life, I am a solution for living.
Look within my eyes and see the miracle of creation,
copyrighted by God himself,
the creation of perfection in his eyes;
Life was given to us as a gift, as a lesson,
a learning experience
with that gift
we were given the ability to survive,
some survive some just live;
I am a survivor, a creation that makes me full,
full of complete joy for I am a gift to this world,
to myself, to nature, as the world,
and nature is a gift to me;
I am a child of God
with that I know my prayers have answers,
before I ask he gives,
he gives me the ability to be the strength
that you seek,
the power that you need,
the fullness of the empty glass,
the waters that flow, the air that blows,
the rain that pours, the heat that warms
I am a miracle, as are you,
see within your reflection
as your creator seen when he gave you life,
be strong, don’t blame, don’t worry,
do all that you can to make your life the best you can
for the faith that he has in you
can never be measured by numbers
the faith he has is you is much greater
than the faith you have in him,
for he is the almighty,
you are simply the creation!
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I feel guilty
I feel guilty when enter the holy place
For asking favor with fake face
Bring pity on face and fold the hands
Close the eyes and wish with prayers
Nothing bad has taken place so far
Only some draw backs have taken place temporarily
I could face it in any case bravely
But there was hidden fear that bothered me intensely
"Go to Him with prayers" many friends used to advise
The result may come in your favor and sometimes surprise
Even though I am firm believer and worked for good deeds
The success was the only thing of an hour and required indeed
From deep feelings, it made me foolish
Why I needed to go for such thing and wish?
I could try honestly and then leave it to his mercy
He is aware of all that but did not labor hard as duty
It is always good to approach him and seek blessings
Sometimes you are guilty and feel punch with teasing
Yet that provides you some form of solace
As you expect respite from divine store in such cases
Person feels secure after having made an appeal
At least on that score it seems from all the angles very real
When we are thrust upon this world as special entity
We need all types of grace and helping hand from almighty
It is felt and realized that nothing comes on as success
If we are totally blind and care for no blessings or an access
His wish is supreme and helps till the end of the journey
We ask nothing more from his divinity
Think about your self as luckiest most if life is spent smoothly
We might not have been provided enough to last happily
That is biggest achievement if you feel internally as contentment
Life as such is illusion and hence there is no room for discontentment
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How to Pray?
Pray incessantly;
Pray most fervently;
Pray with all your heart;
God will do His part!
Pray most sensibly;
Pray most effectively;
Pray deep from your heart;
Pray as if an art!
Pray for prolonged time;
Pray in any clime;
Pray by singing rhymes;
God’s answers chime!
Pray in holy place;
Pray with heav’nly gaze;
Pray for human race;
Pray in many ways.
Let prayers rise up high;
Let prayers pierce the sky;
Let prayers touch God’s heart,
As blessings divine start!
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What Is Use!
What is use of chanting hymns?
If we refuse to condemn and remain inhuman
What is use of denying place with rights?
When we can't rightfully respect and fight
Why do we worship day and night?
Is it to gain the excess for eternal light?
Or Lead us to a place where we have peace?
Or to devote entire life to His service
We have no right to keep anybody in captivity
It is against natural law and considered as inhumanity
We are sent here to preserve the sanctity
Respect the mission for which we have been sent by almighty
It may be some years for our enjoyment
There after long period for curse and resentment
You may die thousand deaths with long repentance
We must utilize such period as heavenly sent chance
It may be exercise in futility
Even if you spend hours for prayers to almighty
Bear the compassion in heart and show little consideration
Ask for reprieve and try for little elevation
It is noble quality if you try to forgive and forget
If you can’t do it then leave it at least to their fate
Nature has its own way of delivering the justice
You only try to be generous and remain at peace
It is not expected from you to be totally different
Little tendency to give and take may be considered cent percent
After all we are in selfish world and liable to commit error
But it is agreed and understood that same can be judged in mirror
We are not here to fool the people with tall promises
We are also not divine people to free them from their curses
We can guide them to some reasonable living
Rest everything must be left to them for believing
Our position is like that of crane standing on one foot?
Pretence with silent position but actually waiting to shoot
At the target coming very near in search of food
Surprise attack with lightening speed before move is understood
We show the same type of skill when dealing with fellow brethrens
We carry out strong maneuvers only to address our concerns
We put entire community at one side to suffer
At the same seize control full slice with little to offer
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Accommodate many Gods
How many God’s can you name?
How many you tolerate without any blame?
How do you accommodate their existence?
You are so tolerant just sight one instance
Have we leased him on license?
Is there any logic behind it or sense?
Where can you not find His presence?
Where in real sense you feel his absence?
You whisper gently and He will hear
You may become worry free without any fear
He is merciful to wipe out your tears
He has no appearance or cloths to wear
Stay as normal as you are
He is with you and not very far
He may lift you in air with enough force
Your entire curse may go off without remorse
Does he ever profess you to be unfair?
Deal dishonestly and remain unclear
Does he preach violence to end in bloodshed?
Have we lost the path or divine watershed?
Did he intent to make some body only white?
Gift with all the powers and might
So they can discriminate and constantly fight
Crush others even if they are true and right
Was the black color not dear?
Did he mean no to their prayer?
Was he unwilling to their plea to hear?
Why they are meant to live constantly under fear?
What did cast or color mean or stand?
Are they always taken as foe and not as friend?
What does color represent in prayers?
They are meant to be there as different layers
Blacks, whites yellow all to form one rainbow
Prayers in earnest and sincerely bow
To remain together with definite vow
Let us decide when and how?
Let us not make world as living hell
Religion can represent it very well
Every cult has different stories to tell
No one can by one idea or sell
He did whatever he could do for suffering world
We pushed it to extreme and sent in cold
Where is warmth and nice feeling?
Why do we not confirm faith or willing?
I shall bow before him with clear conscience
I shall seek no favor in his presence
You give me power of tolerance with strength
It may lead me to go to any length
I have nothing to avenge
No reprisals or revenge
Forbade me from doing anything wrong
I want to stay permanently and among
Guide me with your powerful beacon
I have no reservation or reason
I shall not be termed as black horse
Give me heart to stand for remorse
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A genuine feeling
I have prepared my self mentally
It is firm resolve and commitment totally
I shall be gentle and very kind
This qualityn you will always find
I have made good start
You can feel it at heart
It is simpl tgruth and not a lie
You can trust me and rely
I shall go to any length
As you had remained my real strength
I may have all the time positive attitude
I shall never prefer isolation or solitude
I will do all the possible to reassure
The life would be bautiful for sure
It shall not be borken for any of the reason
I shall prove to be a worthy person
Touch me from any of the angle
Heart, mind an d soul has made it fine trangle
It breathes for well being of your existence
It had always been my endevour and insistence
You may touch my feelings and go
Certain things you shall have to forgo
It can’t sustain any more shocks
I have reopened all the locks
I shall work for total recall
It will never be a free fall
It is genuine wish and internal feeling
I have expressed it often with positive inkling
Nothing can reassure than your commitment
I have waited eagerly for your nod and comment
I shall take it as fine victory for mutual trust
As it is symbolic gesture and possibly must
I have tried to be nearer to the truth
It has always helped me to sooth
I take it as divine blessings
Without it, some elments may be missing
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If I am forced!
What would happen if I am forced to convert?
What can be result if I fail to perform at the concert?
Will it in any case affect what I really have at my heart?
Will entire stage show or life in any way effect?
I have probed this question many times with cool mind
I have approached many saints and tried to find
No one has given me satisfactory answer as to who is almighty?
Who are one and only one to have power and to be considered as deity?
I was totally dismayed at their inconclusive arguments
I did not find real truth when they tried to show all the movements
I remembered the story of elephant to be narrated by blind person
He may assertively speak authoritatively with the reason
There is no reason to go in favor or against their logic
Whatever they have spoken is really divine and not any magic
It is like mountain seen from different angle and leads us to believe
No other arguments can be accepted which may amount to deceive
The basic truth or divine power doesn’t loose its shine
So long it doesn’t result into any clashes, it is fine
It may be even better if religious sentiments are respected
The soul is perfectly searched, satisfied and introspected
I find no shape or perfect image to create any concrete impression
It does not appeal me sound when offered with different version
It generates peace and kindness when I raise my hands for prayers
It is power of almighty that sends magnetic feeling to the seers
Whether it is individual, temporal heads, priests
They are firm believer of Gods and called atheists
I do not blame their concept of propagating the views
But the narrow part of the teachings is enjoyed by only few
I get the same amount of feeling when visit any place
It has same amount of sanctity when look and face
I loose the heart only to experience the great sufferings undergone
Heart gets filled with heaviness in disbelief when their preaching is undone
I feel let down by my own feelings
I may not be sincere in believing or not believing
How does divine power get eroded?
Even if I profess or practice real things not quoted
Everybody wants blessings and asking for mercy
So many are not fortunate enough and that is real pity
What if I can get it by converting it into any of religion?
If that enables me to understand the message of pigeons
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Weakness In His Strength
"WEAKNESS IN HIS STRENGTH"
Quote;
Weakness in his strength
Born by hatred and raised by anger
He felt like his life was hangin on a hanger
Poor little one,
People loved his dad, but to him he was dead
Happiness.
His dad's name, in his senses
Covered by memories
And surrounded by sadness
He said he had seen the worst
But he is not the first
He had failure as his big brother
Hatred kept near them as their mother
He thanked God for every breath
But could not find the weakness in his strength
The weakness in his strength
Poor little one, with his
Weakness in his strength
Lights looked bright to others but to him
They looked deem
Funeral for his mother…
Dead and gone was Mrs. Hatred
That's the moment he forgot about hate and
Decided to move in with dad,
Living Mr. Anger alone which left him mad
Success, a beautiful lady his dad
Started dating last weak
She was introduced to him
But still felt weak
Education, who she met at school and changed his life
Who she later made his wife
Had to hire a babysitter by the name of health
After having a baby who they named wealth.
The weakness in his strength
Weakness in his strength
Started facing death.
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Prayer Warriors
We are the prayer warriors and we say the prayers
For all the people for whom we care.
It matters not the position you’re in
If you’re good or if you sinned.
We all need prayers some time in our lives
Especially when things don’t turn out right.
When you’re sick or in despair
The prayer warriors are always there.
You pray for me as I pray for you
And all our prayers will come true.
We do not have to be gathered
As a group when we pray.
In a church, a temple, in a steeple
He listens to all of us, for we are his people.
They say there is strength when we gather in prayer
A common belief that we all share.
So let us pray for our fellow man
Because he now needs a helping hand.
So father we thank you for the blessings each day
And helping all who come your way.
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All of sudden
All of sudden whole sky got illuminated
It was wonder and no one new how it got originated
It has got relevance with the happening on earth
It was definitely a good sign to be linked with divine birth
Whenever this phenomenon occurred something was bound to happen
It was not to be just coincidence but new chapter was going to open
May be it was arrival of pure soul to take the refuge on lovely land
For the help of those depressed and deprived to strengthen the hands
All religion books are full of tales and speak of large volumes
It is totally unbelievable to have taken place in vacuum
Only pure soul with divine power might have witnessed such scene
It was to be rarest of rare that might have been observed and seen
“I shall visit the disciples when they are in need” verses read
You may find me among them at suitable time and lead
It is holy belief that hangs on very thin thread
You need to put trust, have faith and plead
It is how we have come to link the divine phenomena
It is totally unbelievable and unknown arena
It is reality and got to be believed with complete faith
Why do we remember almighty at the time of only death?
Just flash of lights in the sky for a moment is indication of bad omen too
Some bad may happen and believed by many is also equally true
It may so happen that some one might have been taken to heaven
Such miracles don’t happen often or witnessed even
It is generally believed to be rare occasion
The things to be laughed out simply is out of question
Such things happen once in a blue moon
All of sudden dark clouds rush in the sky in day light or noon
Whenever evil forces has taken over the helm of affairs or exceeded
The God has taken birth to hear the prayers from devotees and acceded
It may not be altogether true but it has happened at several places
The sufferings have been removed and brought the happiness on faces
Let us not undo the teachings of the divine power
It may cool your body as is felt in rainy shower
It has all the qualities to make you feel happy and grant the peace
Life is so lovely and to be spent completely at ease
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Enough for us
God has given enough for us to enjoy
As a boy we did it willingly with toys
As the time move on we surrendered in safe hands
Belief you can call it for hoping peaceful end
Not all may find it comfortable in life
Some may find it pinching from sharp edge of knife
Yet it is not forcing you to end the span
It can be never your idea with any plan
I believe He should be always in our find
Whether you offer it through prayers or through mind
The message will surely be responded
As we are at his mercy and wholly depended
“My dear friend, I am victimized”
“I have been discriminated and marginalized”
“I am loosing faith and living ground”
I was listening to words from friend which were totally unsound
Dear, He is the only strength to provide you corrective strength
No matter what God you pray or align with wave length
You remember him in your spare time and see the result
You will be spared from all pains and possibly worst insult
She was unconvinced but lending ears
She had been in close contact for years
I could convince her for some peace of mind
She was very good at heart and little mild
She will grudgingly argue and try to convince
Her ailing mind will not relent for all sorts of failure since
I was all sympathetic for her bad plight
But I poured some positive strength to fight
She first time acknowledged to have felt very good
Even though she was near starvation for the want of food
She had gained tremendous will power to stand fast
She was not going to surrender till the last
I heaved a sigh of relief
Not that I had instilled confidence and belief
But she had gained what was not with her
Now she was in control and need not bother
How many of us may be hiding from reality?
How many may be cheating conscious with ability?
What result they may be expecting from poor front?
I just bowed my head in recognition with upbeat front
It has no special attachment with religious favor
We are true sons and really live on with flavor
As human birth is next to impossible for many
Yet it is inevitability to fight the path and tyranny
*I would love the spirit and will power to fight*
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Not to end
I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend
Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way
I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?
Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath
I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry
It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival
Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall
To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?
I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage
It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate
To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges
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Life isn't Hell
We die whole life for thinking of hell
What is that supposed to deliver or tell?
We are doing exceedingly well
Life is not that bad to curse or dwell
Our religious books are full of all divine speculations
That has raised sometimes little fear and many questions
Where are we going to head after leaving behind dead body?
Someone may suggest as it is to be taken over by somebody
Well, it is nice to keep person under constant fear and check
It is difficult to understand after death what can be at stake?
Who may know exactly what is open to us there after
Sometimes we are lead to believe and turn into laughter
We resort to all kinds of soul purification
Do no evil or try for its identification
What can be pursued and what can be forgotten?
Well certainly first question will be that of money all ill gotten
It is strong belief that soul will be taken by death lords
It will be under direct supervision of God under the threat of swords
We die simply because of imagining the death sequence
It has so much impact in the mind with its presence
The person who has adapted well with journey
May do it so with ease and leave it to almighty
Nothing is in our hand and it may come so in natural course
So it will be clear to him in advance for offering no curses
It has to be taken lightly when end is expected near
It is natural to have in mind unknown fear
Yet end can be peaceful if all concerns are well addressed
There is not much left behind or to be confessed
We all know about the divine layers
We memorize and repeat it in prayers
If we surrender to sub conscience in time
The end may not that painful sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Perfect Peace
I ponder deeply in my mind
For thoughts of peace and how to find
It only comes from deep within
You cannot fake it or pretend
Real peace comes when your mind is at rest
Knowing through life you've given your best
Believing in a greater power than we
Holding no grudges, being totally free
Having no ill will against neighbor or kin
Knowing the peace maker is living within
Giving of self to help others in need
Looking for nothing in return for a deed
Being true to one's self no matter the price
It's better to give until it becomes sacrifice
If you want to feel that total release
Then try all of this and you know perfect peace
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Think of lovely music
I think of lovely music
May be same divine magic
Deep love and pain mixed with joy
In silent corner to watch and enjoy
May be love has only one language
To take care of feelings and assuage
Little fingers moving in curly hair
Whole world at feet to find it here
Whole of my time is spent in search
You can’t find it in dark even with torch
Heart must be delighted with burning pain
There is place somewhere to cry and n wait for rain
As air thickens with lovely melody
It becomes concern of no body
It silences the sadness in corner
The fire is extinguished from the burner
It is possible words may not be understood
It is equally true not to have supplemented for food
But it has given some relief to know it better
Music can keep you love alive and nicely cater
Pain may vary with high and low tones
The doors slowly open and path is shown
Love may be meant to be embrace
Stand up in faith and make it truly to face
What it does with ailing mind?
It is dead already for nothing to find
Search has ended in failure
Life is uncertain and not sure
Not even wealth or drink may satisfy
They will add to woe and surely multiply
Nothing may come out of it even if you cry
You may feel dejected and nothing may be left to shy
There won’t be anything for coming to aid
So many good words are known to have said
Nothing is helping to come out of great shock
The eyes are paining as they run out of stock
Only few options are open to relax and enjoy
The nature is full of means to provide the joy
It is how we can pick the thread and tie
There is enough with bird’s wing to fly
Some language must be tried to convey
It can provide some relief much to our dismay
There is hidden strength in songs and music
It has something to do with anything that is tragic
Evenings may turn dry and noon so hostile
You can go for fresh air in morning meanwhile
Still nothing as such can compare the lovely melody
You may love to donate everything even if you are miser or greedy
There is divine blessings coupled with harmony
This might have not been experienced by many
Yet that has ruled several ailing mind with much relief
Music to ears is rare blessing and it is firm belief too
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stop gap
Death is defined as just rest place and stop gap
Journey to heavenly abode and considered right step
Birth in next world, if that is desired, dependent on His will
Happy ending if one is contended and rightly feels
It is not preferred by anybody but till it comes
No one is happy about it and doesn’t welcome
New birth is celebrated with joy and fun fare
No one tries to knows how it comes and from where?
If death really would not have been the fear factor?
People would have interfered in all the sectors
Leaving of this world makes them real little scary
Otherwise they would have been left with no worry
They could have defied temporal’s authority
Simply not have bowed head before almighty
Life would have been made tough and living hell
Things could have been made dreary and not well
Death is welcome step and good gesture
Everybody is having final day decided for future
Not a second can be shifted from here and there
You got to feel comfortable, very safe and stay here
Why He doesn’t interfere in day today’s routine?
Why do we console ourselves even after not doing fine?
It is our inner strength that holds us together
Death or no death we simply don’t bother
We must accept it as immortal factor
We come here in life to play as actor
No one cares or try to know what the life is all about?
Is it punishment to suffer in life or opt out?
Life is precious gift to human being
He can be either very poor or king
He may lead it with fun fare and joy
Though life may be simply decoy
Life should not considered as burden
We can make it beautiful like heaven
It has its own charm and purpose
We must mean it and not to suppose
Life is to be enjoyed with full length
It is not weakness but real strength
What one needs to know is its mission?
Leave the life decently with good liaison
You may not have chance to revisit place
No one can grant you permission to replace
It has to be spent with grace and happiness
Pray the almighty for His mercy and kindness
We must bow our head with gratitude
We should have generous and nice attitude
Life and dearth is synonymous thing
It is part of cycle and that speaks something
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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