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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish, he had

'She gently entered room and looked around
Everything was scattered and nothing unusual found
Everything was placed in same position as it used to be
It seemed he was not yoked yet and moving carefree

The bed was not in order and bed sheet was dirty
I felt very hurt and was lost with guilt and pity
He had held me in high esteem with outstanding quality
He did everything possible for me in his capability

I slipped back in oblivion for some sweet years
I was running after him to hear “I love you” in ears
He won’t budge and oblige me for silly reasons
He was such a personality and gentle person

He will make use of every romantic moment
He will catch hold of me and feel me good with funny movements
I considered it totally childish as it had no selfish motive
He was careless and not intended to be subjective

I came to know later that he had wept for me continuously’
As a close friend I had not taken him very seriously
It was unfortunate not to find him a permanent place
He never claimed or made known to me that he was in race

I had known him for his out spoken behavior
He was all there for to act as savior
I had great faith in him but could not rely more
He used to narrate something irrelevant to feel me bore

The things did not move in right place
He was thrown out of way and without any grace
He had lost all peace of mind with no purpose
He lost his usual charm as that of fresh rose

He did not confide to any one about our relation
He never gave any idea or even hint to lead some indication
It was so nice of him to act in responsible way
Even though I had deserted him and went away

Normally people go berserk with love failure
He was so confident and very sure
He did not want any blame on me as person
He had his own logic with some reasons

So when heard about his plight
I could not resist idea of being always right
It was my misreading that had pushed him to the corner
He wanted all the time to become my partner

I wanted to gently pat his solder
And cry for all those acts which remained in folder
Though they were not wrapped as piece of paper
It had come out all of sudden and acted as saver

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Idea

An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Getting Old

When you’re young you think you know it all
Then you get old and life begins to unfold.
In their youth they don’t think ahead
The future is something they do not dread.

They feel that everything in life they can control
They’re young and strong and very bold.
Aaaah! Those beautiful days bring back memories
Of how simple life used to be.

Youth had respect for the elderly
And their fellow man.
Now the elderly they try to scam.

When they are older they will see
They want respect and to live with dignity.
they are young and they don’t seem to understand
That with age you may need a helping hand.

Everything in life comes in stages
It’s like a book when you turn the pages
It gets deeper and keeps you enthralled
Until the time that you reach the end
And you’ve lost all your family and friends.

The First stage is when you are a child
And someone is taking care of you for that while.
The Second stage is when you become a teen
And you feel like a king or queen.
You feel that you can not get old
This is what you believe at this stage in your life
Because you’re not looking at the struggles and strife.
The Third stage is the adolescent years
And you feel you’re in control and lose your fears.

The final stage is when you become old and gray
And your youthful years have slipped away.
You look back and ask yourself!
where did All those years go?
Why did I waste so much time?

And the most important thing is
That I am so glad I made you mine
For with you by my side I had a life divine.

So to the youth who have not gotten to this stage
Don’t get angry, and get rid of your rage.
There is no way to turn back the time
For time just moves straight ahead
You’re getting to the point that you now dread.

WELCOME TO OLD AGE! HA-HA

poem by Louis Rams
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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Leave Me Alone

Please leave me alone
As you have devastated my like cyclone
My love feeling is uprooted
I feel robbed of or looted

I feel dejected and sad
The days have been not that bad
I feel sunny days are coming ahead
Peaceful, heart felt and lovely life to lead

I love to take refuge
In natures lap and refuse
All defeatist views at first sight
I feel it correct step and very right

I may lye down on ground and sleep
Not a dropp of tear from eyes to weep
It is total wash out and clean sweep
I refuse to surrender under any threat

I will never cry over split or spoiled relation
It is never a question or bone of contention
I loved it till the last and remained faithful
It was to my mind very successful

Here I feel whole of earth with me
How best I feel and totally worry free!
World was never this much beautiful
I felt it from within as it is trustful too

Where does the beauty lye?
Why at all I should cheat conscience and tell lies?
Where will it lead me from real world?
Where relations are hot and cold

I have no remorse so far as love is concerned
It was precious this before and never turned
To cause any ill feeing or desertion
As it remained sting free and without concern

I can shout from top of the roof
As it needs no words or proof
It has strength of iron or steel
The world has to realize it still

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Better Idea

He hung the moon
Raised the sun
Made the lions walk
And the rivers run
Then he sat down, looked around
And thought a bit
Said, its all good but that aint quite it
So with his mighty hand he created man
And then
Chorus
He had a better idea
A much better idea
He made an angel like sweet perfume
A heavenly smile, someone who
Can light up a room with a heart so true
I thank God he created me
But when I look at you I see
He had a better idea
Thought Id have to face
This world alone
Just walk through life
Without a hand to hold
And I accepted that
I said in fact it might be nice
To live my way
Now thats paradise
Be he knew all along
I was wrong
Repeat chorus (2x)
He had a better idea
God had a better idea

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In her eyes

I did not look at in her eyes
She was full remorse with cries
She came with rage and pulled me down
I could not think of any lapses of my own

“You have ruined me for nothing”
I called day a night and morning for evening
Still you committed a treachery and deception
I had no idea about it from the inception

I could hear her raised voice with lots of concern
She was not offering me any chance in turn
I had loved her from bottom of my heart
We had lovely beginning with very good start

She came down heavily on me with full firing
She was almost shivering without tiring
I feared something unusual would happen
She was not taking proper breathe even

I had full responsibility to calm her down and satisfy
I caught her hand and tried to pacify
She gazed at ground and looked towards sky
What for I was making a desperate try?

I offered no explanation for her fears
I just consoled her and removed the tears
It was now my turn to look around
She was now comfortable and reasonably found

I was unmoved by her sudden burst
The trust in love is essential and must
She was totally carried away by some gossips
I was found alone without any keeps

I waited for her as usual
It was my daily routine and remained casual
There was nothing to hide from my side
She found in me a best person to confide

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No sleep

I struggled hard and made futile fight
It was flooding me with thoughts as light
Mind fully awakened to venture in unknown places
Friends, foes, relatives and others troubled with faces

I had done no quarreling with anybody and bothered
Yet they were coming in mind one after another
I became restless and decided to leave the bed
It was totally useless to think and to be fed

You become hero in all the actions
Solve all the problems without any reactions
You have all the options to think over leisurely
But in turn loose good amount of sleep surely

Once you start thinking then won't reach anywhere
It will push you from one end to another
You will be struggling very hard to come over
But there won't be any clue as how to find cover

You may come out of room and start looking at the sky
Stars may also not come to your help even after full try
I know one solution much to everybody's surprise
But you keep it to yourself and will have to promise

I started praying to get sound sleep or find
It is nice way to come out from restless mind
The time cloaked morning seven when I got up
Birds were singing and tea was ready in cup

I was not woken up by anyone as they knew
They might have seen me moving here and there with over view
I was not sore over last night's sleepless stage
But any how not failed completely but managed

Human mind is compared to the eruption of volcano
That may happen all of sudden and you won't know
Same way here with peaceful mind but loosing ground
No where near peace of mind and feeling sound

But I love the stage as many things happen in rage
You feel certainly big personality and try to manage
You are the lone character to think it with pleasure
As you are fully aware that there is no one to ask you for sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Storyteller's Word

In a decent book, I can lose myself,
For, at least, a good couple of hours.
A well told story, for young or old,
My mind will quite hungrily devour.

I’ve always loved a real page turner:
A story, which, is totally compelling.
Sometimes, there’s a story, true or invented,
Which, simply, deserves, and needs telling.

Sometimes, a person in a book,
To me, can feel like a true friend;
You share their life and adventures,
And feel rather sad, when it all ends.

A story can stir up a mixture of emotions:
I’ve cried tears, and gasped with surprise.
I’ve found myself completely captivated,
As a story unfolds before my very eyes.

A good story, has the ability to transport you,
To different places, and to different times.
You just never know where you may end up,
When you sit and read those immortal lines.

Stories should never be kept locked away:
With others, they should be readily shared.
There is no other past-time, known to man,
With which, reading a book, can quite compare.

Whether a story is based on a person’s life,
Or whether, it has been quite purely invented,
A story can make such an impact upon you,
That, forever, in your memory, it is cemented.

I’ve always adored a really well written story,
Regardless of, by whom, or when, it was written.
Snuggled up, with a book held in your hands,
It is so easy, to become completely smitten.

A story can make you lose all track of time,
When, in a book, you are totally immersed.
I love reading a story, and really drinking it in;
For reading books, I’ve developed a real thirst.

There are many stories, the world over,
Which, are still waiting to be heard.
Nothing on earth, is quite so powerful,
As the power of the storyteller’s word.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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A moon and shadow

I gazed at sky through window
It appeared as if moon had shadow
She was quite beautiful and lovely companion
Everybody appreciated our bond and union

She may come and lay by my side
I will look at her with eyes so wide
I still refuse to believe she is mine
She was taking me deep under the influence of wine

It is memorable day in life
When one surrenders to serve as wife
What a sacrifice for another unknown man?
Just on the basis to have kndown me as human

You looked like glass figure
Beautifully carved out of some fixture
How to find suitable words for sure?
You had my postion doubly surel

I still doubted your integrity
I am not sure why I wanted sureity?
I had no doubt at all for your purity
But still I longed for some clarity

As you were dreaming unconsciously
My thought puzzled me continously
At one side I was feeling on top of the world
On the other hand it was developing cold

It is totally absured and painful idea
It was out side of our preview or area
Why do we think on imaginery lines?
When they need to be pushed on side lines

I am awake and she is fast asleep
I am restless and can not even weep
I feel guilty for having such ill feeling
I may offer regret even if am unwilling

I should be careful not to utter a word
It may prove dissaterous with fine accord
It is total trust and blind faith
It must end with only death

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Each member does whatever they want with the song and it totally changes it from whatever idea I hear around it. It turns it into a Sonic Youth song and completely away from it being a solo song.

quote by Thurston Moore
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Not only right

You have not only right but a say
To shape the destiny and clear way
That might come on to face
Allow he opportunity to find and trace

It is holy bond and I respect
The sincerity in your act
The way in which you ask
That makes easy my task

It goes without saying
You were all along praying
There is no much denying
And absolutely no intention of defying

You are in top most of my mind
That nothing else you can find
All along you were considerate and kind
How can I be so rude and unkind?

As you surrendered
The clouds had thundered
The sky had wondered
Many thought over it and pondered

You did not think of any adultery
You never thought of any misery
You did not seem to have any worry
Less any idea of feeling slight sorry

I keep emotions very live
As you come in dream and make it alive
All these years I had striven very hard
That you may maintain and keep your word

I take your hands in hand and reassure
That our life is safe and fully secured
That we may never be separated
As the feeling and love and inter related

I wish the same as token gesture
You have convinced me and made it sure
There remains no cause to feel confused
As there is no make it refused

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hate to another person

No person can hate to another person
It is not the kind we must find it with reason
Hate generates hate and sometimes results in treason
Person is forced to against his will to follow on

It can not be in anybody’s blood
We eat and have same intake as food
When all are as good as same
How one can pursue different and blame?

Life is all about love and not the hate
It may not be allowed to develop even very late
The easy path must be followed with intense drive
As we all are sensible enough to lead and believe

The hatred burns you from within
It can never lead you to any kind of win
The peace can be totally compromised
If some ways are not taken and promised

Love wins love and hated to hate
We have no words to suitably state
It has colossal damage and loss
It must be observed with complete pause

It damages your personal image
It is not befitting your experience and age
Why animals are kept in cage?
We should be human and completely free from any rage

What are the bright chances for future?
Love leads you to happy and stable tenure
As you have nothing to afraid and feel free
It provides you enough of shed under the tree

No one has benefited from constant hostility
It has never offered you any kind of stability
The nations reel under cold war hysteria
Not enough attention is paid to sincere plea

What can we offer to a world at large?
Can we not have idea for relation to forge?
We can humble assert and urge
If need be enough can be done to purge

Love and hatred does not go together
If one is west then east is another
Like poles repel each other so do love and hatred
There is no road open us to lead

Generally it is growing out of frustration
It does not allow developing very good relation
It may burn you with rage for most of the duration
Complicating the entire scene with lots of questions

you may destroy the good foundation
like we witness the fury of flood after inundation
You may have reversals from all the directions
Any amount of goodwill later on may not correct the action

Life has its own way to reach the conclusion
It may shine with some of the finest inclusions
What are expected to perform and adhere to?
Life is to be lived with happiness and pass through

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Muito Obrigado My God

Muito obrigado my God
For the last days of summer
That were full of sunshine
They were enough to take my breath away
Muito obrigado my God
For giving me the time to be on my own
Muito obrigado my God
For keeping your eyes on me
Muito obrigado my God
For giving me back the energy that I needed
To live every summer
Muito obrigado my God
For the beautiful sky that you created
So that birds and men, like snow birds, can fly
In the air
Muito obrigado my God
For the bible that you wrote
Many years ago
Muito obrigado my God
For allowing me to be your poet
Muito obrigado my God
For the oceans that you created
So that boats could travel all over the world
To deliver food and other goods
Muito obrigado my God
For trusting me
Because you know by now
That I trust you
Muito obrigado my God
For allowing me to see a clear picture of the city
That I live in
And some areas that I walk on don't look that great
I had never seen so many homeless
Sleeping on the streets
- I understand that my case is different from them
Muito obrigado my God
For being there for me
When I am feeling down
And you give me a boost - right away
Just like lightning over my body
Then it takes time for me to realize that I am fine
And alive again
Muito obrigado my God
For the days that are coming
Because
I understand that I have to be prepared for them
Muito obrigado my God
For the singers that are available in the world
Because I know that without music
It would be impossibe to live
Also I feel that I need music to relieve my daily stress
Muito obrigado my God
For giving me the moon that shines every night in the sky
Muito obrigado my God
For understanding that I have fears
They scare me
And then I am panicked again
Also I wonder if it is normal for me to have fears
What do you think God?
Muito obrigado my God
For allowing me to walk free on the streets of downtown
In the city that I live in
Muito obrigado my God
For creating all the beautifull parks that are in my city full of trees and Flowers
That I can see with my eyes
Muito obrigado my God
For allowing me to see far away with my eyes
Also my eyes are like a digital camera
That paint a digital image inside of my mind
Muito obrigado my God
For loving me
And I love you also
Muito obrigado my God
For giving me that empty cup
So that I could fill it with things that bring me luck, each day
Muito obrigado my God
For keeping me warm during the winter that I hate so much
Why do I hate winter?
Because the winter is always hard and cold
Also I don't get to see the sun
Like in the summer months
Muito obrigado my God
Because if I need something tomorrow or any day
I can just give you a shout
I remember my promise to you
Muito obrigado my God
Because I know that tonight I will rest in peace
And I feel that right now all I need is peace
Muito obrigado my God
For allowing the church bells to ring loud and clear
I can hear them from far away
Those bells are amazing
It is almost like a symphony that is being played over and over again.

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success.

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Dear Love, Do You Remember?

Dearest one, do you remember,
As we sat side by side,
How you told me that you loved me,
Asked me to be your bride.
And you told me we'd be happy,
Through all the years to come,
If we ever would prove faithful,
As in the days when we were young.
Oh! how well do I remember,
The kind and loving words,
And now as I sat dreaming,
The thoughts my memory stirs.
But the days have passed before me,
And the scenes of long ago,
But I can never forget the
Days that have passed o'er.

Oh! how clearly I remember
The days when we were young,
How we would tell to each other
Of happy times to come,
And as we would sit together,
That dear loved one and I,
Oh, sat dreaming of the future,
And childhood days gone by.

Dearest love, do you remember
The first time that we met --
Our youthful days have gone, love,
I hope you love me yet,
Now we are growing old, love,
Our heads will soon be gray,
May we ever love each other
Till from earth we pass away.

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Dreamy mind

Had it not been the dreamy mind?
What could we search and find?
There would have been no fancy ideas
Hidden treasure would have remained under the seas

Even with sick body you build castle in air
You have unlimited ability to prove it as fair
Why person can not reach sky and come back?
Even if he has nothing to claim or stake

Even light speed is less than the thoughts
Imagery wars are prepared and fought
No matter who wins or looses
The person is at the helm of affairs to dispose

It keeps you all the time happy
This has been experienced by many
If mentally you remain strong and stable
You can prove yourself as being capable

The mind is full innovative things
It is constant try for new innovation and something
It might not pay immediately but pay in the long run
It is providing result along with the fun

Who can stop you from touching moon?
No would dare to question you in burning noon?
It is all confined to secret walls of memory
It may cause you anxiety but not the worry

It is good to think on positive lines
Rest all can be pushed to side lines
It is not one day labor that comes to realization
So many answers were found for the burning questions

It is tremendous work that has been waged in isolation
Some of it may not find the direct relation
Yet it proves to be of immense importance
Several examples can be quoted as an example

I would love to free the devilish mind to roam
Gather the ideas to work as not damaging storms
Full use of energy and harnessing it proper way
Then nothing can be snatched or taken away

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Future Is At Stake

What has happened to students?
What goes on in their mind as movement?
It has changed completely
The school campus is not calm comparatively

Children go to school but with burden
This change has not come all of sudden
The rage was suppressed from long time
It was expected to surface any time

We never took intolerance as indiscipline
We thought it was effect of bad company and line
That might have crept into their minds
But had not probed or cared to find

It may be due change in food habits
It has been largely without vitamins and unfit
All junk food and not energy provider
This has led them to be under stress and suffer

Teaches are easy targets
As they may not be allowing them or let
We have seen many shoot outs
Story appears same and invites attention to talk about

At home too they are not talkative
They remain calm and subjective
Full time they are before screen
As if unconcerned with anything that can happen

With slight pretext they enter into scuffle
Ask for costly things and never struggle
Study is secondary thing and dream about mobile
To talk with friends when heads are not deep with files

Any change is for good
With warm welcome and fully understood
Let that be used for progress and growth
As we are for it and may needed by both

Let us wish for harmonious relation
That must exist and seen visibly by an indications
It may destroy fine core of healthy society
Well read message from the prayer of almighty
But misunderstood completely upon becoming wealthy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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