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Set to sail

I was all set to move and sail
Fearing it may be stalled and sometime fail
Ideas rush to mind and create tension
Nothing is impossible but still big question

It is matter of pride but relate to significance
It may have more credit and importance
Small things don’t matter much in process
But highly appreciated when find easy access

I struggled very hard to make the headway
Faced the resistance and was left midway
Continued to strive more without feeling bad
Many times it leads to the situation very sad

Everybody may not have situation very similar
Long drawn fight with rough weather in particular
May end into fiasco or complete disaster
Forcing him to rise above everything to become town’s master

Lessons drawn in process may help for future
All problems may not have complex nature
What requires most is tactful handling
Unforeseen situation but require emergency landing

Loosing composure or patience may not be good
Peace and calm must prevail in mind and serve as food
What ever may be the problem, it must occur casual
Face it boldly and should look very normal and usual

It is one’s own destiny and future
May not be able to do it in fixed tenure
Maximum efforts one can have and try
No use to shed tears and offer simple cry

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A parallel or no

Please don’t go, don’t go don’t go
Don’t leave me alone and throw
It will be severe shock and blow
Don’t put any hindrance to flow

I have tolerated enough to sustain
Calm posture and peace always to maintain
No more wreckage of relation and to contain
Smooth life is the only worry main

Why do you want me to desert?
Why don’t you prevail and assert?
I shall remain all along loyal and honest
Prove to be a capable partner and best

I closed my eyes to the disloyalty and treachery
You had different arrows in your archery
You used one by one to offer me deep wounds
No parallel to it can be anywhere found

It is not easy to have one way track
You can’t sustain blow from back
Your bleeding heat may yell” you too! ”
Are all the things pertaining to you?

I couldn’t believer my eyes so closed
Doors remain open but ideas not tossed
I don’t know how long it will take?
It is not rosy path or simple cake

Our kids are fresh roses from the garden
Why should worry be imposed or laden
They should be enough care taken
Nothing should be done wrongly or mistaken

Life is two wheels of the chair
Enough though is to be given or taken care
One doesn’t know what about the relation and leads to where?
It has to have happy ending to take us somewhere

Time may take different turn and all difficulties are set in
Home becomes battle ground and leads to situation no win
There is scuffle everyday and bitter altercation too
Life becomes hell and nothing proves to be true

There is every possibility of deep impact on children
They may find it difficult to adjust the situation all of sudden
Where to go and who to side with may pose serious threat
Eyes are always wet when they converse or silently meet

They may not speak a word but carry the disregard
Life may look different when it comes to know or regard
It is better parents come to sense and settle the issue
The small problem may turn into disaster which is not due

If good counsel and common sense prevails then it is fine
They can happily spend time with family and dine
It is wisdom that may decide the future course of action
There won’t be any problem in future which may invite reaction

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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History may be past

History may be past
Embedded in memory and may not last
It is glorious past with memorable events
Preserved with honor as unforgettable counts

As the things can be clearly seen in mirror
History will site you mistakes and errors
It may not repeat in near future or for times to come
We take pride for being a part and welcome

How many bloody wars have been fought?
Was peace not explored or sought?
Why so much bitterness about past?
Why still not coming to terms very fast?

How can I forget that number of times country was invaded?
How can that easily it be wiped out that in problem we were landed?
The poverty, helplessness and backwardness come before like picture?
Making me restless with burning rage at heart for future

I am for sure and everybody will share
You can not equate past with future
The present is in between to balance
It must be thought over and given chance

We can’t carry bitterness all along
History may not pardon us for pursuing wrong
If we had rich tradition in forgiving the evil and past
We must surely feel elated with very good start

We have witnessed hostility running in for decades
It has no reasons to be continued for indefinite days
Each passing day is proving costly and very deadly
We must learn lesson from it and end it immediately

It is invaluable treasure to have it as glorious history
New generation can take pride in not feel sorry
It is freedom and free environment that we intended to give
For our lapses they may surely understand forgive

History can be considered as past milestones
The present can not ignore it and consider as bye gone
We have come to stay here as inseparable part
Even thought it may be unworthy or glorious past

What does this indicate in particular?
Do we want to create the situation like similar?
It is thing of past and must be buried sincerely
We have to pick positive threads and weave it neatly

It will be great tribute to our elderly statesman
They left behind for us a rich and healthy tradition
It is for us to judge the past and shape the destiny
Time may force us to explain our conduct to many

It is our duty to preserve
Assess the situation and observe
Freedom and past must be close to our mind
Yet another similar situation always too find

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I refuse to surrender

I refuse to surrender and prefer to lie low
As I am very much made of hard core and won’t allow
Whatever may be consequences that may follow?
I shall look ahead and certainly would like to grow

I am no coward so as to die thousands death daily
My statement may not be liked and look even funny
Yet it is reality and we live with constant fears
With little of difficulties loose hope and shed tears

It is Wiseman’s thinking that never oppose wind
Divert the route and immediately try to find
Easy way to sail through stormy ocean
And even halt the journey if weather is not clean

There may be danger on each and every step we put forward
But that should not discourage us from looking backward
We must gain from the clues left behind and positively think
The ship must be saved before runs aground and sink

To oppose powerful current is considered as foolish
It should not be your weakness to make it fast finish
The result can be attained later on when situation is favorable
As you must strike hard at the roots when find fully capable

It is not ideological thinking or for that matter arrogance
One must strive hard to gain foothold with even slight chance
That may grant you enough of opportunity to find an escape
It will become lot more easier and become clear before you fall to traps

Healthy mind speaks of good health with powerful thoughts
Such a tendency is never learnt or easily taught
Man may find it with many ups and down in the life journey
Rest all is left to the mercy of god and blessings from the almighty

Let us know the handicaps that may create hurdles on the way
Whatever sources we may have or powerful position to stay?
We can’t fight ill luck or unfavorable situation
We must keep on making inroads with evaluation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I.c.u

A healthy mind speaks of good things
Sees better and think of something
Nothing perturbs or worries
Goes forward and forcefully carries

The situation has changed a lot
We have won freedom without being fought
It has come easily and all of sudden
No one cares or thinks even

It is not the misery or poverty
It is the misconception of liberty
Corruption at every level with known celebrities
Such is the symbol for our entities

Child lifting is routine matter
Kidney missing is casual subject
Blindness in eyes with little experiment
Turning blind eyes is only movement

Diseases are on rise and medicines are scarce
Treatment is inferior and show is farce
Not within reach and losing life
It is proving difficult as an edge of knife

Many may contest and claim it as best
Best for few but hell with the rest
Honor for living but no respect for dead
The future of country is definitely read

No timely help when actually needed
Plans on paper and no advices heeded
Death toll on rise and still no solution
We may die without cause is the only resolution

I shall think of the worst but still hope
It is difficult to climb with only rope
Still it needs more to be done
The golden period was there but now it is gone

I hope to survive but not to complain
I will watch at the sky for timely rain
It may pour but go in drain
All sincere efforts too will be in vain

We have not witness yet real scene
It is never exposed what is behind screen
What is not there is beautifully shown
Plans on papers but ideas are easily flown

We wish it to happen any day
It may find its own course and way
All may realize the importance and act
It is to be understood and live with the facts

Still we are better
We may witness worst later
We won’t find hospitals with the beds
That will be hopeless situation to find very bad

Time may tell you
It is very true
There won't be any I.C.U
It will be I Will Not Care you

Patients may be more and doctors less
Such situation we are likely to face
You will be patient and you will be nurse
Time may come to loose the patience with curse

Worry not still good time is ahead
Patients may die and doctors may be hit on head
Law unto self and justice on road
We are prepared for future to carry the load

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Bye

It is time to say good bye,
amidst small gathering and cry,
Soul to depart from body and fly,
No one knows where and why?

Always stayed among kith and kin
Struggled hard though not very keen
So much load on solder as it had always been
So many odds against but clear path seen

Kept all flocks under shed and together
Waging a struggle and not thought to bother
Continued to strive very hard and survived
Explored all possible means and revived

Lived life to the extent possible,
Made it easy though looked impossible,
Discharged obligations to the last end,
Sensed eternal signals which were send,

Many things were done and remained undone,
Received acclaim from friends as well done,
Considered life as meaningful and good mission,
No doubts ever occurred as matter of question

Will my work remain not to be in time finished?
Chances are not bright and seems to be diminished
though life remained fulfilled and has no regret,
it’s time to sleep peacefully and rest to forget,

Will my living not be exemplary and remembered?
Ideas may soon be forgotten and pushed in corner
This may take place or happen later or sooner,
It is a lesson for the learner or beginner

I may have not lived up to the expectations,
May have many emissions and omissions,
Might have not yielded to the submissions,
But always have resisted the temptations

Ambition and desire may remain always a concern
Attempt to disassociate will be a lesson to learn
Sun always shined and brought ray of hope,
Descending was easy even in high slopes

it gives enough joy And contentment
Life seems to be a mission for fulfillment
Might have faced rough weather sometimes
Everybody in life faces good or bad times

Eyes are filled with joy and unhappiness
When you became familiar with closeness
It was happy union but soon to come to an end
You had to leave everybody including friends

It is not easy to forget log association
Either in service, circle or with family
Sometimes we might have acted silly
But it would have been atmosphere homely

It is tearful and sad departure
You may feel end in near future
It is simple law of nature
Just get top of it and be sure

Final journey to bid farewell and bye,
Not enough time to say even lie,
Permanent position to find and go,
Leaving behind memories and forgo

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, dear daughter

Little thought itself disturbs the mind
Thoughts of leaving dear ones or something of that kind
Shakes whole body in disbelief and remain perturbed
What would be the fate? Condition so disturbed

May it be the case of bidding farewell?
News from relatives for being unwell
Exact nature of it can’t express or tell
News so shocking …………..

It is human nature to react or forecast
Counter future plans before it takes off or blast
Well neat thinking or envisage safety plans
Relax and heaving sighs with casual glance

It augurs well with non sentimental issues
Some times we fail to catch its proper dues
May catch us unaware and off the guard
We feel being cheated of praise or reward

We are so touchy about grown up daughters
Situation remains tense when plan alters
Parent remain shocked with thought of departure
Think always of her well being and future

Tears gush almost breaking the flood gate
Uncontrolled emotions with cursing the fate
Think helplessly about the necessity of sacred bond
Waters can’t remain calm with fishes in the pond

Heart misses the beats with sad situation
Life time stay together is ruled out or out of question
She has to go with saying good bye to all
No regrets in life but respond to the call

Mothers my face and feel very lonely
Females adore more and make it homely
It is pleasant at home and one feels so lovely
Departure may be painful but must be faced bravely

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A sense of pride

One must feel contended
Even small things must be carefully attended
It gives sense of pride and honor
Even if things are in nature of major or minor

The self satisfaction is definitely a pleasure
Its depth and value can not be measured
It is to be taken as matter for no discussion
Everything is open and for self admission

Life is to be considered as not burning question
Though it holds the key for success and failures in relation
It is for us to go in for its correctness
To admit the lapses on part is really called greatness

We live in total uncertainty
There has to be clear demonstration of ability
You may demand respect only when you are successful
The chances are there to avail in abundance and plentiful

We should see the danger coming from any direction
If you are alert then it is good indication
It will save you from embarrassment
It will stave off the situation from critical moment

Although there not much to worry
Enough Care has to be taken for later not to feel sorry
Everybody will be careful and curious
It will be eagerly awaited making you very anxious

Not all will be lucky to have everything
There may be some shortage or lacking
One has to make bold move and strive very hard to attain
Still the anxiety and cause of worry may remain

It is openly admitted that life is full of struggle
There is no surety of life as it is called simple bubble
No one knows when it may be shortened or over
The life has to be struggled and lived however

When you are placed at the centre of the activity?
All eyes may be watching you for caliber and ability
Here comes time to enjoy the fruits of hard work
It may enlighten you to start new or embark

It is one’s own choice to choose the road
Till it is over it will be felt as difficult load
It may require tremendous efforts and zeal
The enjoyment may be very sweet and real

Any work done must be enjoyed with willingness
It should not be thrown away with tiredness
Once taken on hand then must be finished soon
You may have peace at mind like coolness of moon

It depends on human nature and behavior pattern
Not all may be enjoying in same way in turn
One must develop the quality to endure
Even small quantity can also make it sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Position

I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention

How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart

It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry

Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles

Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition

What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find

Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences

It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess

You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find

Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over

I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind

This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tender Situation

[studio version appears on "pure guava"]
Wrote this song called "tender situation",
And it somehow just put everything back together
State this ache as the final break
Tender situation - create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation
Make a move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification
This is indeed a tender situation
Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
This is indeed a tender situation
Tender situation, tender situation, tender situation
[repeat all]

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Tender Situation

[studio version appears on "pure guava"]
Wrote this song called "tender situation",
And it somehow just put everything back together
State this ache as the final break
Tender situation - create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation
Make a move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification
This is indeed a tender situation
Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
This is indeed a tender situation
Tender situation, tender situation, tender situation
[repeat all]

song performed by by Ween
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I need not tell you that the world situation is very serious. That must be apparent to all intelligent people. I think one difficulty is that the problem is one of such enormous complexity that the very mass of facts presented to the public by press and radio make it exceedingly difficult for the man in the street to reach a clear appraisement of the situation. … it is of vast importance that our people reach some general understanding of what the complications really are, rather than react from a passion or a prejudice or an emotion of the moment. … It is virtually impossible at this distance merely by reading, or listening, or even seeing photographs or motion pictures, to grasp at all the real significance of the situation. And yet the whole world of the future hangs on a proper judgment. It hangs, I think, to a large extent on the realization of the American people, of just what are the various dominant factors. What are the reactions of the people? What are the justifications of those reactions? What are the sufferings? What is needed? What can best be done? What must be done?

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Pledge

Do you ever think nature has its own music?
Love spell along with thrilling magic
Enough tolerance with donor’s quality
Everything has its own function and utility

Does nature demand more or ask anything?
Always useful and to offer something
We fail to give even two words of solace
Tree’s shed has significance but not that of palace

Throw the stone and get the fruit
Cut them from roots whenever it suits
Do we ever cut our legs and roam?
Nothing is left now to monouver in room

Nature has remained cool and calm
We have grown in stature like tree palm
We can offer only hate and pain
Nature’s sacrifice may go in vain

We are emitting poison all over
Breaking the barrier and loosing cover
Destruction all over for little gain
No major move and concern remain

We may not remain to show our face
Loss of lives or even extinction of race
Loosing the grip and inviting holocaust
Nothing will be left even if doubts cast

We may survive but not the generation
They may not find answer to question
Death, disease and deformity may rule
Why are we then making our selves fool?

Do we not want glorious past to remain?
Preference of today should be worry main
We can’t avoid enforceable future
Can’t we take pledge to protect the nature?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A patch up

It was patch up, good try and denial
We gave our relation a descent burial
We would come together to part again
It was often scuffle and washing brain

She was normal and very descent
May give in willingly and never resent
She won’t question anything beyond limit
Some of the things made her unpopular and unfit

She would come up with straight face
She won’t accept anything and try to trace
It was her adamant attitude that made it impossible
To continue for longer period and make it stable

I may be not free from complete blame
Though it was matter of great shame
How could two people not live under one roof?
When they lived happily with each other as proof?

As usual the day would start with good wishes
We may smile at each other and nicely finish
It will be beginning of the good day but bad end soon
It will pick up bad tempo by the start of the noon

Not all couples meet with such farce situation
There may not be good use with its continuation
It must be terminated for the best and good future
The relation may be maintained and assured

There may be reunion in coming days
If some reasonable is found on the way
The feeling does not go off that easily
Though the reasons given there of are very silly

We are part of civilized society
Some of the things are easily available in the city
The alternative can be easily found out for better relation
The severance of relation is not at all good indication

The relations are not built in a day or two
So much is taken into account and passed through
Its durability is matter of great concern
Everybody gets it tested turn by turn

It is considered as holiest of holy
The blame too should be shared wholly
Not one can be singled out for the failure
Everybody must take care and assure

It is easy to break the relation and part
The warmth and feeling too may depart
There will be love lost game and hatred
The message will be completely misread

It is nice to be loved from the distance
You can sight the number of instances
It will be strong desire from two willing souls
There won’t be any chance for creation of faults

It has to end very nicely
The life must go on promisingly
If things move on willingly
The problem can be overcome convincingly

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Dark Days Are Over

All my dark days are over
I need not run for the cover
I don’t want to remember them forever
It was temporary phase and now finally gone for ever

I don’t want to recall all those days
Every morning brought me bright rays
I longed for the end of dark clouds
I worked very hard and prepared for solid ground

I was very much doomed for disaster
The fortune had finally come after
It was blessings in disguise
As I desperately needed to rise

I was growing impatient with passing of each day
It was almost impossible to go away
It was do or die situation and needed strong drive
As it was considered essential to survive

Same situation may not long for indefinitely
The sun has to shine one day very definitely
But this will not take place of its own
Some ground has to be prepared and seeds are to be sown

You may have much awaited respite
As it has come to you after long fight
The fruits of labor may make you feel great
As you have turned tide against fate

Love to live with whatever you have
Don’t loose patience and normally behave
You may be able to judge with cool mind
You may have enough time to think for solution to find

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New alternative

Sound sleep without any noise
Day starts with bird’s sweet voice
Rest so essential without any choice
All ideas stored in mind with next day’s poise

Complete body relaxes but not mind
Getting new ideas and alternates find
May be they are active cells come to action
Fight with solution and offer novel reaction

Mild sun rays get end dreams to abrupt end
Sudden hurry to get up and ways to mend
Whole body gears up for the new race
Ready to go into action challenges face

It is not day to day routine but hard struggle
So much pressure and some times to buckle
Failure, humiliation but efforts to survive
Learning new things with resolve and strive

Dead are buried and may not speak
Living beings may feel frustrated and weak
Sometimes forcing to end the entire efforts
Losing confidence and maintain the rapports

It is endless struggle to be pressed and kept
No wise man have ever lamented and wept
It may be fall on ground but resolve to rise again
Not to loose hope but try and have solid gain

People may laugh and cut a joke
Unnecessary meddle and try to poke
Sometimes irritations and response evoke
May be unexpected result with masterly stroke

Steering the course in difficult situation
Gaining the ground wit exact and correct evaluation
Not missing the opportunity when knocks door
Show of satisfaction only after reaching the shore

Nothing may come on the way and deny
Success may come and opportunities many
No looking back with riding on the wings
Who knows when poor will be crowned as king?

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An element of surprise

There is element of surprise
Even it is in sudden demise
Why does the sun always rise?
It can stay at home otherwise

So many things do happen or take place
They may prove disastrous even if you are not in race
You will have to deal it as fresh case
Not to loose the hope in any case

Is it not wonderful to be in this world?
All memories to be preserved and kept in fold
Why to worry about changing seasons?
It is varying from person to, person'

World may not end with our thinking
Thoughts may not stop with your sinking
You may drawn in sea or jump from sky
It will never end the question why

Try to be reasonable with simple fact
There is no use to offer resistance or to react
It may be your fate and must be accepted
Lines must be drawn choice must be opted

Future destiny makes you strong or weak
You should face the challenge and guidance to seek
You must stand alone in the lonely island
Must make it hospitable with many more friends

It may not bally your expectations
You may emerge powerful without any citation
It is your destiny and you must give shape
You should remain vigilant and never be trapped

Everything has its own time and future
It may rise and end with specific tenure
What are we thinking about future trend?
Try to adjust and make some mends

Have you ever ventured in hot sun?
Have you ever tried for shelter and run?
If not, then leave it for future option
Answer should not found before arrival of question

We get perturbed over slight setback
We don’t address it but make role back
Why do we think it as permanent tragedy?
Can we not laugh it out and make it as comedy?

Nothing comes out of despair or hope
Sometimes you may have to walk on tight rope
God has given us strength to change the direction
Go with firm determination and resolute action

Time may come when you will not look back
People will follow you for guidance and ask
It will be your finest hour to rejoice
You may be able to utter with strong voice

Wait for the day and time till it knocks your door
You must simply acknowledge and don’t try for
It has to come one day and make you smile
You may face the positive world when walk for while

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A real tension

Human beings are always hunted by the tension
They confine it to themselves and fear its mention
Tension and peace can’t remain one and go together
Mad race after oasis water to collect more and gather

What do we get after relentless struggle and efforts?
Does that help to build confidence and good rapports?
Without good will how ships can make courtesy call at ports?
How can it survive without the popular support?

What leads to an uncommon sufferings and tragedy?
Why all off sudden life takes turn and looks like comedy?
Do we not become laughing stock in public eyes?
There may remain many “if, but and why”

It is definitely greed that brings us down
Many people turn hostile and frown
It is our own dong and can’t blame others
Unnecessary thought may invade and continuously bother

When hasty decision and unwise steps are taken?
The outcome of its ultimate end is mistaken
We feel inching toward the realization of goal
It proves contrary and results in down fall

It is running after unrealistic pleasure
It may give momentary relief and never reassure
All steps taken are not for sure
The intension is not honest and pure

It is bound to suffer at the end
There won’t be left any time to mend
There may be same attitude from foe or friend
No one may come forward with kind words and send

It is said “wish “is mother of all ills
It raises men’s status on top or kills
It gives rise to unforeseen events
One has to prepare one’s self for unhealthy comments

It gives rise to unhealthy competition
A person throws all his might behind superstitions
It may lead to nowhere but to gallows
It may invite problems if he doesn’t follow

Honest intention coupled with efforts lead to peace
The things can be attained with accuracy and at ease
The efforts can be stalled but can’t cease
It may find its outcome soon to release

What makes our living and task so difficult?
Why do we project ourselves superior with different cult?
It aggravates already strained situation
The things must be evaluated in its proper prospective with relation

You may go down in your own circle with no result
People who are very closed to you may offer criticism with insult
It may increase your worries and tension
Is it worth to find its place or mention?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Between 60 and 20 What Is The Difference?

The Entrapment movie comes to my mind
When I think of my age, mind and mood!
Though Sean Connery is 20 years elder
And I have attained 60 I still feel 20 years!
I like romantic life though it was not possible;
But The Entrapment situation I am placed now!

Also, Never Say Never Again 007 movie
Seems to be mostly my mind and mood now!
In poetry as in novels and stories it can be
Handled pretty well it seems after coming here!
Many things youngsters are wanting to know
And that provokes me handle their matters
By indulging in their romantic pursuits in verse!

There was no time for love when I was young
As I was placed in such situation and works
Whether I was studying in college or in business
Due to my joint family constraints and obligations!
Many opportunities and amorous damsels were
At my disposal but I didn’t have that mind then!
Though that situation continued I was tightly set
To do everything vital for the survival of all partners
So much that I could not even dream of romance!

At the last vestige of my life I am in writing mode
And I am imagining or dreaming now those romance
I should have indulged and enjoyed long, long ago!
Now Lord Krishna surrounded by Gopis of Gokulum
Only comes to my mind when I think of my situation!
It is left to the romantic dames to imagine rest of
The matter about a person of 60 in the mood of 20!
Will the time turn back to the young romantic time
Once again for me and make true “history repeats” itself? !

poem by Ramesh T A
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Should we feel

Should we feel ashamed of poor parent?
Is it the feeling so basic and inherent?
Can we make the difference not apparent?
What should and can be the real intent?

Do we need parents so rich?
Can they take us to highest peak or reach?
Can they make us to read human values?
Do they have any way to find the clues?

Can the poor parents prove to be real hindrance?
Can any one sight even single instance?
Are all big celebrities belonging to or from rich background?
Safe position and fortunes easily found

Poor parent never failed to teach
lessons of simplicity and hard work ready to preach
Never taught disobedience and rules to breach
Stories of fairly tales and not those of witch

May there be some compelling circumstances to yield
insistence for more efforts and hard labor in the field
Never to surrender or yield to pressure
Future for child always assure

It may not be matter of great concern
Can not disassociate self as matter of discern
Certainly Herculean task and very much on hand
Days are far off when child may grow and act as friend

Rich can afford and have an easy access
Relentless efforts for good education with no recess
Rich may prove and excel with his entire source
Poor may face problem but come out with force

Rich and poor really does not matter
Caliber is to be proved on simple platter
Not that rich may only shine
Poor may not leg behind and achieve the fine

Intelligence and personality is not anybody’s domain
Rich may find place and poor outside remain
Opportunities are open and free for all
Hard work and dedication is the final call

Strive so hard to reach on the top
Endless drive or progress non stop
What matters most is brilliant show?
River may remain calm after furious flow

Some of the youngsters blame the parent
For hardship and misery prevalent at present
There is lack of understanding and vision absent
It is like shadow on moon when looks like crescent

Many have come of their own despite being poor
Nothing prevented them from knocking the door
It was zeal and determined efforts to attain
Highest position and dignity to maintain

Good children bring credit to parent
They consider the opportunity as heavenly sent
What matters most is utilization of source?
It may shape the future with available force

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pose a question

She stared at my eyes as if to pose a question?
I could see anxiety on her face but found no mention
She looked worry ridden and closed eyes with tension
I could sense some urgency in her for submission

I was her long associate on the web site
She may come often on line and apprise
She was not renowned writer but talented one
Her ideas flowed with situation and run

I told her about my future plan to visit her country
She prompted me by saying why I preferred entry?
There were plenty or countries with fine landscapes
Why that has not struck me in mind and escaped?

She wanted to know exact reason behind my trip
I took care not to mention correctly without tongue slip
She expressed her inability to offer me any hospitality
As she was very poor and lacked basic amenity

“There are bitches instead and very much enjoyable”
It is good to be away from noisy places and agreeable
No one can disturb and nature can be seen closely
I felt pity on her innocence as she was feeling remorse

I won’t be able to reach at any destination including airport
The distance is equally far and costly for seaport
I am poor and from peasant family to afford
I shall not be promise or give you any word

I felt not pity or remorse for her frank talk
I was speechless and remained non committal during walk
Why did she say all this before a friend for nothing?
I was deeply feeling shame that she had told something

She had feeling of poor heart but elegant and keen
She was female but cent percent very rich like queen
She may claim nothing but offer vast reaches of human mind
She was there for everything and it was my turn now to find

I felt so small in stature compared to her vastness
How could she offer such generosity in nothingness?
Was it her cultural heritage or rich feeling for a friend?
I was at pain to learn it from the conversation at the end

Dear, you are master of an art
I have no words to appreciate and start
Why I ask for your company should not be matter of concern?
You only take me sites which may please me in turn

She was relieved from immediate worry
I mentioned my plan and expressed sorry
I was greatly moved by her simplicity and elegance
I felt so small and guilty in her presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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