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She didn't come

I waited but she did not come
Eyes stared in one direction to welcome
No trace of her and generating heat
Heart almost missed and skipped a beat

I saw in her a very good friend
It seemed relation will never end
We may walk for miles hand to hand
We developed relation with positive trend

I slipped into memory and saw her smile
Agony and anxiety vanished for a while
Ears were not used to listen to sweet voice
I sank deeper as had no other choice

She remained with me at every turn
Aroused the passion with nothing to burn
She aired the surrounding with melodious song
flown with clipped wing as something went wrong

Wind blew in haste almost touching her curly hair
Sweet fragrance spread across mildly in air
Red cheeks shined on face with colour fair
I couldn’t believe eyes ………………….

Was this sign of betrayal?
Should I not wait for her arrival?
May there be some special reason?
I feared a rain out of season

I did not cry and tried to weep
Sought the reason to remain calm and keep
Not to seek anything in return
Brave front for making “U” turn

I consoled self and heaved a sigh
Emotions emerged and ran very high
She may have some reasons to hide
Not necessary for all moves to disclose and confide

I thought of putting self aside
She may not be by my side
Her memory may last and suffice
Can’t I make little sacrifice

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At last she came

It is terribly upsetting the mind with long wait
“Love makes man imperfect” it is said
Nothing goes well with in the initial period
The seems full of vacuum and filled with void

It takes enough time to adjust and understand each other
So many things come on surface and make us to bother
It is apparently the state of mind that works a lot
Sometimes it blows cold and sometimes hot

Tension and worry grip the mind and take the control
You are somewhere in another world while making the stroll
Fear is always in command and leads us to some doubts
You go impatient to meet the girl friend and know her where about

You may leave the message for urgent meet at sultry place
She too may be passing through same phase and in race
What may happen if things go differently in case?
This may exactly be the case they may be unprepared to face

The night may not be passing off with ease
Serious thoughts may occupy front seat and release
The series of arguments that may follow or surface
What will be the ultimate outcome to accept and face

Morning day light may bring quiet hope for good
You may not be in position to choose right food
It is time right to go in and clear the uncertainty
Less damage to relation and to explore the possibility

Both might have promised to reach at an appointed hour
The clock may not be rushing to reach the time of four
How long will it take to tick for ending obsession?
What will happen when she relents and come under his possession?

Such is delicate stage and what happens when she doesn’t come?
The bouquet may loose its charm if it can’t welcome
It may generate lots of impatience and heat
Heart may be pumping more and nearly missing the beats

I was watching aimlessly in all the direction
Everything depended on her timely action
I was beat nervous if she offered any reaction
there was enough room for more confusion

I suffered great dilemma when she did not turn up for meet
I was very eager to clear doubts and warmly greet
I saw in her a good companion and trusted friend
There was not doubt that friendship may succeed and will not end

I slipped into old memory when she had greeted me with mile
Whole world had belonged to me and came to feet for a while
Ears always longed to hear her cuckoo type sweet voice
I sank still deeper as had no other choice

She blew in with broad smile and lovely hello
Drew my attention but did not allow
Encircled neck with tight grip and murmured for a while
All my agony and fear disappeared wither beautiful smile

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As An Insult

I took it as an insult
It is was terrible and difficult
How can an earnest offer be declined?
Why does she not see reason and defined?

Well all those seasons were for me to analyze
She had pushed me in corner and generalized
I deserved her hand for life time stay
She gave me shock and preferred to be away

I gave thought from another angle
May there be some reasons with a love triangle
She has every right to be master of her destiny
I gave all the reasons fair try and left it to the almighty

Love was not that kind I understood
Neither was it tonic nor a food
But a strong bond to take one out of wood
If not then it was better to stay out for good

Love is not an isolated affair
That can’t be termed as fair
What you feel may not be good for her
Rather love her more but don’t force her to bother

You look at the sky and its vastness
Complete blue but no shine on face
No one may judge what is hidden in belt
This is the way how love is felt

It demands sacrifice and not words
Prepare for readiness and always look forward
No relation can be on rock unless strengthened
Some plants may come up if earth is dug or softened

Now I have every reason to be satisfied
At no stage she had compromised or lied
It was one sided feeling and deserved to be left
There was no let up in relation or complete shift

I consoled self and came to the terms
It was good to take decision and make turn
Who knows what can be good for future?
I left it to future course that may take place and assure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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Extreme corner

She held my hand firmly
No expressions but remained calmly
She was deep in thought and looked sadly
She wanted to say something but feared badly

Generally speaking, it is always one sided affair
Ladies suffer more and this one is totally unfair
Pain and agony kill them from inside
They have no means to retain or easily confide

I had spent very memorable moments
I flowed with her but remained silent
She wore deserted look and looked barren
I was experiencing hell in heaven

I tried to read her face between lines
She was unable to keep herself on sideline
She was about to weep with almost broken stage
I tried to console her as understood and correctly guessed

It was not all about my desertion
That was never feared and remained out of question
I am of opinion that relation must remain open and frank
But her cal composure made me to think and I slowly sank

She had never thought of illogical bond
Even though she remained firm and fond
I was from different cast and little inferior
More in age and looked more of senior

She feared backlash and reprisal
The dark clouds indicated their arrival
She sensed of some unforeseen consequences
Even though she was of strong mind with presence

Tears rolled out endlessly in mere silence
I allowed her to deplete sorrows at once
“We ere meant for each other and remain so”
I assured her with firm resolve to forget and forgo

Sometimes sentiments drive us to the extreme corner
Any good or bad things come in life later or sooner
But some lucky people get them as they wanted
And some suffer as they were meant to be suffocated

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A run away

You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared

Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?

Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn

I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?

There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger

It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case

You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase

You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen

I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact

A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A beautiful Gul

Gul, Gul, Gul
You are so beautiful
Gul is flower in garden
I noticed it all of sudden

I found her up in the morning
Her rosy face simply shining
Bright eyes stared as if inviting
Was it for passion igniting?

It was magnetic pull
There prevailed natural lull
Still moon remained in circle and full
I was not worried about attack from bull

I was totally mesmerized
The things were not to be summarized
It did make magic and surprise
This was something new and very good prize

How could she be in my domain?
She should not be away and remain
Totally indifferent and only in dream
How to bring her in pure love stream?

How many thoughts just crossed the mind?
How all of sudden I was able to find
She must be elegant and very kind
I was brought in sense by flow of wind

It made me to think in another direction
What will be her move and next action?
Will she be angry as hostile reaction?
As she was hailing from wealthy section

I could still read lines on her face
I was definitely for her in race
I want her to be on my side in any case
She must fall in line and not make memory to erase

This is what I consider as cherished dream
I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream
She may not opt for simple person
She may be compelled by any reason

I never knew morning breezes are so cool
They can’t push you to look like fool
It is freshness of flowers that is brought
One understands it and it is never taught

Soon her reddish face was about to disappear
There was so much pain to bear
I could see her murmur but couldn’t hear
She must be thanking me as dear

She engulfed me through the day
I had dreamed of very good way
Alas! I could offer her rose flower
My gesture would have been the best answer

the mind does develop reactive feeling
it is natural to go for it without thought killing
What will happen even if we get total failure?
It will enrich you and make the way very sure

She was almost there with hands on her eyes
I could only stare at her and could not ask why?
She utter few words in my ears for acknowledgement
It was now my turn to make positive movement

Gul……flower

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Drowning In My Memory

I wanna hear your voice
I wanna see your face
But my memory
My memory is fading

I just wanna be there
To see your suffering
To hold your hand
And know how to say sorry

I would cherish your tears
To me they’d be gold
But my eyes are failing
But my heart is starting to beat

I’ll reach out to you
To you through this fog
But then your sweet smile frowns
And in my memory you begin to drown

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Always miss me

You will always miss
My tender love and kiss
The story turned with the twist
It has remained only a mist

I had dreamed of a Little but
It was shrouded by mystery and but
You never came with good proposal
I only waited for your arrival

The dark clouds used to make me awake
The life and everything was at stake
The situation was about to make
It seems unrealistic and now will break

You were self centered
You had deviated and altered
Your original course and back tracked
Your promises proved hollow and faked

I know you might not missed me at all
As you had not responded to call
I had slipped and preferred down fall
You were still a mystery and proved wall

You were clever and very smart
You smashed and broken my heart
I have no reason still to feel being cheated
I have eagerly watched and waited

Will you come and make me happy?
Or will you deceive me like many?
I had full faith and strong desire
You had all the way preferred to admire

I clearly failed to pick
You were hell bent with to beat with stick
It was invisible blow to mind
I was unable to sense and find

Am I not at all so weak?
I feel bad but do not speak
I retain and do not reveal
With heavy heart I prefer to conceal

I wish it to be temporary phase
The fear and agony I want to erase
It is not allowing me to feel at ease
I wait for new energy to release

Let there prevail some change
Let him come straight and manage
I shall welcome him for various reasons
He is so close to my heart as person

I have never tried to find any fault
It was close secret and held in vault
It will not be spoken at any cost
You have remained close to heart and in mind uppermost

I shall not complain or shed the tears
I will simply watch and truthfully bear
The wounds inflicted by you as reward
I shall be anxious and look forward

You are not less than anybody
Still you hold special position as somebody
I found it quite amusing and pleasant
If would be doubled if you had remained present

I shall never be a dejected person
I have understood and followed every season
I know the tide will turn one day
I will feel happy in special way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Uncertain Death

I have seen no uncertain death
It was first time when I went to lay a wreath
My grand mother had recently passed away
I had spent considerable time with full stay

I go back to my childhood memory
She may take all steps to make me merry
I was her beloved and very dear child
She was never annoyed and remained mild

She may spread her hand on my head
In sound sleep I may feel touch and quietly read
She has the magic in hand and is quite apparent
I would forget everything even past and current

All the mothers of world are like that
This was reveled by grand and several times stated
Nobody can compare her with any object
She is known by her graceful act

Such lovely figure is not among us
My mother had so much love and trust
She may shed tears in little away place
So we should not see her pale face

She confided me how last days were so painful
Grandma was so critical but remained cheerful
She remembered me even to her last breath
I was the only one not present at the time of death

Everybody at that time was choked with emotions
We had to pray for her peaceful departure without any options
It was Almighty’s wish and we had to only pray
We could only weep and could not see her going away

She had so much deep affection
We could see in her eyes that reaction
She wanted to speak but could do nothing
We waited for her to speak something

Mother confided me something more
Grandma at the end was very sorry and sore
She never wanted me to be away from home
She waited for me to see her and welcome

She had her last remembrance
She had opted for this relation happily at once
She had worked day and night for our well being
She did everything for happiness to bring

I would go for her feeling
She did it for us happily and willing
How could we be that ungrateful?
She had done exceedingly well and remained resourceful

Every household has one old character
They may remain main figure and anchor
The family ship has to be towed safely to shore
It always requires something more and more

I look at her shining eyes and face
I find everything in her and there is nothing more to trace
She is doyen of all mothers with smiling personality
May be this is only one remaining quality

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A not very far

I had no courage to ask for any change
It was assuming with some thought with your age
I dreamed of having some sort of alliance
I had really wanted dependence and reliance

You had very long association with me from childhood
We had spent happy moments in the neighborhood
It had no bearing of our future relationship
Though we were attached loosely in friendship

I never tried to know or probe your mind
You were there at stone throw’s distance to find
I never thought of making you as permanent partner
Thought it was to happen sooner or later

It remained not as illusion but distant possibility
I had not thought of its probability
It did flicker in mind on several occasions
It only helped in strengthening the relation

I had no close shave off or sweet fight
You were through friend and always right
I wished not to loose you from my sight
Same thought troubled me too in night

As I was unaware of another side
The area of perception remained very wide
We had no time to converse seriously
Even though it harped on me continuously

It did occur to me sometimes
That same may be the case all the times
Possibly she may be thinking on same lines
Though I could notice only one side shine

Some possible forecast I could make
It seemed to me it would be easy cake walk
I preferred less and less acquaintance
It assumed significance with importance

I had to wait for right moment
I could see uneasiness and some movement
She would not concentrate and look around
I was sure something new may be found

It was her turn now
I had waited for it any how
I did not know how would she come forward?
But really waited for sweet and nice words

She managed finally and came closer
It was long wait but I was not looser
She whispered in ears and ran away
I was quite amused to find the way

It rang like bell in the ears
As it was recent not bye gone years
I wanted it for long time to hear
I could not guess how much happiness I bore?

Did you say it really?
Are you aware of it fully?
I may sink and not recover
You are with me however.. I pondered over it

I shall prove its worth
As you have come forth
Stay the same as you are
We are as close as were never far

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An end to solitude

“You can’t hold the powerful wind
I shall easily slip off and you can’t find
I shall regret it and would definitely mind
Why have you made me so much attached and blind?

I move around and make you cool
You loose your smartness and act as fool
I still preferred to be in isolation and solitude
I can lament only about unpredictable attitude

I would love not to be intolerant and impatient
You drove me toward it and remained silent
I am feeble, weak and unstable in mind
How would I last long if you don’t bind?

Stay with me like strong and master
Make your movements known and faster
I shall have no apprehensions to fear
You try to reason out and completely bear

You feel there is no strong commitment
There is no foul play, treachery or abetment
I may cling to thoughts and different views
Still my love lasts for you and is very due

You may not give due weight and understand
You may too unilaterally not offer it and stand
I still considered you as closest friend
I have seen clear path with future trend

You are a visionary and foresighted man
Anybody would consider it luck especially woman
I am no exception and would love to fall in
You clear your self and emerge in clear win

Is there any use to express in words?
Will the complete things change in entire world?
Will our relation entirely turn in to cold?
Should I not expect your action very bold?

Let wind move with its direction
You think wise and put it in action
I shall redirect all attention on you
Let us see it gets on and moves through

I was moving with so much anxiety
You were there for me to stand in civilized society
I was going down with nervous thinking
I stared at sky and eyes started blinking

Come o, savior and take me away
You lift me in air and have your way
Why don’t you bath me in your warm breath?
What is still lying unknown and beneath?

You are still clear winner in my race
I am ready to stand brave and face
Even if I am not in vicinity to be traced
Your every action will be watched and graced

Darkness may not remain for ever
Light may shine and definitely appear
It shall make ever lasting impression
You may dip in water only to feel fresh after emersion

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lonely Tear

I close my eyes and you are there
As you stand in front of me
I reach out my hand to hold you
As you have set my soul and mind free
You then give me a smile and then a kiss
And now my heart and soul is on fire
I tremble and shake with thoughts only of you
My heart is full of want and your desire.
You then close your eyes and walk towards me
We then kiss with both passion and need
You gave me what I want I gave you what you have
To each other our passions we will feed.
You then step away to show me who you are
I ravish you with my hands and eyes
I then caress your breasts and touch your lips
Once again I am a man deep inside.
You turn around just one more time
To prove to me that your the woman for me
I take a deep breath it explodes in my soul
My soul and mind of all other women is free.
You take me by the hand and lead me to our bed
We lay down together with you at my side
Your head is on my chest and my hands in your hair
My passion for you for this night I will not hide.
You then make me a man I can barely stand
I look at you as you are covered with silk and lace
We then kiss again you’re my lover and friend
As I can see the pleasure upon your face.
I open my eyes and now you are gone
And sadly it was a dream you are no longer here
I now forget the passion and the words I had spoke
Now I walk away alone, with one lonely tear.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Hand On Heart

All eyes were staring you floated through the room
Aarmed with your razor smile cutting to the bone
My voice fell useless you flashed a quick hello
Feeling the fool, could you tell it showed?
But that was sometime ago
A memory vague and fading slow, of somewhere Id been
Hand on heart
A promise, a word, and a voice
Hand on heart
A rhythm of hope and choice will keep us together
I dont know if I can reach that high
Its a long way to fall
Hauntingly holding my fate with a gaze
Like a child mesmerized by the candles flame
Oh what lies behind those eyes
I could only guess
That certain way you stood apart frome rest
Now where is sotime ago?
Whene everything moved in slow-mo-tion
Caught by my watering eye
Hand on heart
A promise, a word and a voice
Hand on heart
Promising Ill never go
Hand on heart
For reasons youll never know, together through thick and thin,
Lose or win, Ill be there for you
Strange how the mind changes time and time again
Thins once important now pale in comparison
Hand on heart
A promise, a word, and a voice
Hand on heart
A rhythm of hope, and a vision of choice
Hand on heart
Promising Ill never go
Hand on heart for reasons youll never know
I promise girl, hand on heart

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My passion n views

When you meet old friends, tears may rush in
Heart becomes heavy with lovely scene
You find no words to express and speak
It used to have been for days and weeks

For sweet memory and talks, not only days
but nights with long hours will be less
years may pass by and there will not be any trace
but at the end you may the worries on the face

Nothing will appeal not even sea side or public places
Neither big gardens with flowers nor big palace,
Not even the country side with green fields any more
No hill top with white snow or no sea beaches or shore,

You go into deep memory and feel so sad,
when news reaching to you are really bad
Your beloved is on death bed and very sick,
Not able to talk and walk even with stick,

As the rose is considered king among flowers
Natural bathe under fountain fall is best in shower;
Best friends are counted on fingers and may be fewer,
like good shows may draw less viewers

'Thoughts' were between us most so in common
Before I could pen them she wrote it down
Expression in thoughts and most in action
still remained calm and offered no reaction

will she be true to her promises and same again?
I am sure time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run out,
something should be done and read about

will I be put to shame and face it again?
She uses words of respect often and often,
I smell rat in game and find loss and no gain
force me to think and to find out way to regain,

Should she talk to me and show the face often?
Eyes may not to be same to sparkle again
Face may not reveal composure any more,
had I insisted upon and ask more this before?

She argues' on face that stands veiled'
eyes are always closed and happiness can’t be hailed
Face can’t bear smile and lips are sealed
Deep wounds are there but can’t be healed

Can my age be given to her and added?
Will his beloved be back in her fold again?
Fortunes should smile and offering no pain,
what do I expect? Efforts should not go in vain,

I have to cross seven high seas and reach
How to come closer to shore or beach?
Should I rush to her with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I held her hand

I held her hand and requested
Tried to molly her and stand contested
It was never a betrayal that she feared
I beg her pardon and some what it was cleared

Lots of call per day at home puzzled her
Why so many females ring and bother
What makes them to make call at odd hour?
When he is away sometimes or on tour

This had made her to be suspicious
This remained for many days as continuous
This is quite natural for any female
As many husbands never try and fail

It warrants some love and true action
People don’t care much to the reaction
It brings to the stage on no return
Then whole scene is change in turn

It is not good to have hostile reception
The relation must remain cordial from inception
Husband and wife must act as one pair
There should be enough time to repair

It is natural to develop some misgivings
We are all made of one substance and called human beings
We react to some of the disliking
The end result is never striking

If some good sense prevails
Then any attempt to vitiate fails
It turns back to same relation
Room for any doubt goes out of question

Wife needs enough of care and attention
Some sweet words, praise and nice mention
She will have no room to complaint anytime
We must seize such opportunities sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This Is Love

Love.
Rises above
Colour, religion and creed.
It is unconditional.
It is pain.
Brings some rain.
And we all will bleed.
You cannot trap it.
Do not clap it.
It plays no encore.
It smiles in moonbeams.
Shines in the stars.
Lives in sweet dreams
Or seedy downtown bars.
It moves like the ocean
You will sink beneath its wave.
Your heart a music box,
That fate always locks
And only sweet eyes can save.
Its brightest smile
Left everywhere.
In coolest style.
It scents the evening air.
It is immeasurable
Pleasureable.
It scars
And heals.
It wounds and steals.
But to have loved
Is more than a reason to live.
It may leave
You will grieve.
Yet may return
In lonely night
Like flickering candlelight.
It is patient.
It never dies.
Comes for an instant
With orange sunrise.
When you have lost.
Count the cost.
A heart that's torn.
And a reason to be born.
It is everything.
And all else is nothing.
All is forgotten
But love.
It soothes it cuts.
The music is eternal.
The heartbreak is infernal.
It teaches us to feel.
And steals our hearts
As we reel.
Before it flies.
It keeps no time.
When two hearts rhyme.
It smites
Yet delights.
So, hold her while you can.
Kiss softly her cheek.
- Be a man,
And never seek where passion ran.
Keep your dreams.
And when you sigh
They'll fly your kite
In bluest sky.
If you wait at the gate
Of lonliness
Love may visit with sweet caress.
Or never return.
Life is brief, but love is long.
How long will that candle burn.

poem by Kevin East
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Turn Up The Night

A rumble of thunder, Im suddenly under your spell
No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well
The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul
You know what to cover, I think for another its a story told
So get a good hold, yeah
Regiment fooled you, you thought that you knew who you are
A simple equation, thats the relation, but thats gone too far
A time of suspicion, a special condition that we all know
So let it all go!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night, it feels so right!
Nighttitme sorrow, taken like a pain
Black will not become a white, its all the same
Evil lurks in twilight, dances in the dark
Makes you need the movement, like a fire needs a spark to burn!
A rumble of thunder, Im suddenly under your spell
No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well
The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul
So get a good hold, yeah
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night, it feels so right!
Turn up the night!
Turn up the night!
If it feels right
Turn off the light!
Turn up the night!

song performed by by Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Broken glass

Let us not take the love as outer attraction
Good figure with beautiful smile and affection
With springs arrival even flowers bloom with fragrance
Here we are human being and have the chance only once

"Unlike charges attract each other and like charges repel"
The science theory rushed to mind for something to tell
Man and woman are meant for carrying on generation
Some kind of permanent bond is must in form of relation

As has been observed many times from the sad tales
Many hearts are broken simply to turn the face pale
The reason attributed to is not big reason but suspicion
Breaking all kind of links and return to pavilion

I thought and rethought over complete things
There was no such reason which warranted something
I was stunned at his behavior to pull me down
As we were so close and popularly known

He did not understand my compulsion for not falling outright
This had resulted in to minor scuffle and little fight
He was outrageous and in anger broke of the relation
I was not prepared for it but had given already indication

I am simple girl and believed in maintaining the harmony
As I believed and had reason to believed that it had failed with so many
I took cautious approach and tried for reconciliation
There was no result as it lacked perfect oscillation

Love kind of thing is not that easy as people put
Heart is filled with grief and doors are permanently shut
Mirror reflects thousand of reflection
Which is of no use to very good relation?

I am broken completely and my faith is shaken
It will take time to heal and can not be retaken
I am for good relation and never shut it fir future
Yet I got to be careful and make it doubly sure

Love is not for fun and be taken as game
No one may be bold enough to share the blame
Girl may be subjected to all kinds of pressure
Where as love is divine affair and can be called sacred treasure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Word from friend

Word from friend

I heard sobbing voice from friend
She was almost crying from far end
“He has ditched me for nothing”
I thought somewhere gone wrong for something

She is caring and nice woman
So many times cheated by selfish men
But she was meant for some ideals
So there was difficulty in fining real

She had given up the chase
Life for her had become just race
To struggle always for gaining ground
But alas! It was elluding and not found

She would confide in me and explain
Her tears may fall as of that rain
Every time she may be in agony and in pain
As it happens with all and may also remain

“What should I do if someone refuses?
Imposes conditions and confuses”
I stood motionless and thought for a while
I could not convince her for it meanwhile

At certain age you not only need partner
But guardian for your kids as gardener
Some aspects can just be neglected
As relation at later stage is always respected

She admitted she was in love
They had met and happily drove
But there was reluctance on his part
She was confused as to stop or start

It was sensitive issue and needed consideration
As it required careful thinking of solid relation
No one knew what real turn will be out
So she was not at confident about

She was loosing her nerve
As she feared it won’t serve
Her purpose of remaining so noble
As he was not in position to spell out and able

I did explain about dangers involved
It might aggravate rather than problem solved
It may be better she her self weighted the situation
And discontinue if that was harmful for continuation

I prayed for her success and went for sleep
I was so much moved by her plight that I tried to weep
Head became so much heavy with struggling thoughts
No such situation was ever faced or thought

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sweet Child O Mine

Hes got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see his face
He takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
Id probably break down and cry
Sweet child o mine
Sweet love of mine
Hes got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
His hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child Id hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o mine

song performed by by Sheryl Crow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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