She is brave
She is simple girl and bravely shown
It is not a tale of fairy but real one
Capturing my heart at one stroke
I remain simply half awake
What did she have in real?
We had no such deal
She came all off sudden
Brilliantly outwitted me even
Not a figured carved out of marble
But simple earthly figure with smile
I lost control magnificently over nerve
She was to stay with me as friend and serve
“hello” came her sweet voice
It was loud and clear as nearby no noise
I could pick her melodious gesture
It was enough for me not to endure
It is not less than any miracle
I was capable enough to solver any problem and capable
But lost to simple desert flower
As rain had offer mild shower
What would you consider this as?
Was it turning or crucial phase?
Where was I heading for in direction?
Surely long awaited and dreamed for such action
In first meeting all doors opened up for breeze to enter
Making all cool in room and freezing at the centre
Was that a real charisma to loose out to unknown figure?
I struggled hard to find an answer for sure
She had cool moon light on face
And slowly turning stars around for race
Making some expressions go off and suddenly re-emerge
I was on loosing spree and something like to collapse on verge
Her eyes expressed everything without a world being told
My heart and soul were completely out in open and sold
I laid no terms but conceded on all points and waited for no answer
She had nothing to offer but only smiles as if for the fewer
“I know nothing about color, cast creed or age” she murmured
I am for the real love and do not want to feel in cage
When it is open and blank page to be written anything?
I shall inscribe with my own hand for something
I was dreaming in day light n wanted some one to pinch
I stood there motionless and did not move an inch
She was taking my chariot in correct direction
I was not averse to such an idea and full throttled action
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't Garland Me
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No to boquet
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Real Cool World
So far this love is delightful
The face of seduction was you
But I listened for each and every footstep
In this real cool world
Questioning saintlike and fantastic heroes
Feeling like lost little children in fabled lands
So I listen for each and every friendship
In this real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Starry-eyed life but somehow believing in nothing
You whisper sweet nothing but reading between your lines
I listen color me doubtful
In this real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
You came from nowhere
You came from nowhere
You held me you shook me
Hey
Its a cool world
Its a cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Mmmm
Real cool world
song performed by by David Bowie
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It's not the stuff......
I offer to help
organize your world,
a simple offer....
your response...
To buy! !
To let you know,
a gift,
is not a payment....
nor an obligation....
a simple smile is enough.
You see,
for me,
it's not the stuff.
I've had everything I've ever needed.
Even more so that I've ever wanted.
Lost, borrowed, and even stolen....
in the grand scheme of life...
always could it be replaced.
What I seek,
what I want.......
if for someone...
with a soul...
not to haunt.
Real,
real,
real,
show me a sunset,
or a star that falls,
declare a love.....
that's all! ! !
Who Can Be Real Friend?
Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Kindness we offer
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be blessings or simple murmur?
Words may not simply fall or flow?
If it is with affection face will always glow
May it be in form of kiss?
Special offer and gesture from miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be real bliss
I shall prefer to live alone
Even if no help from some one
I must accept it with full joy
Even if that is offered with face decoy
Why so much noise is created?
Is there not real love recreated?
Do we sing when some one dear is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not look so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead
Love and true affection as if spread
All sentiments can simply be read
Fragrance smells all over and spread
Lovers may take as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and awesome
Wife to husband as emerging gesture
Happy moments with glittering future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Simple Friend
A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
A simple friend doesn't know your parents first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.
A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why it took you so long to call.
A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.
A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.
A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens the refrigerator and helps himself.
A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had fight
poem by lil island Gal
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Love Is Real
Love is real
it is not just in novels
or the movies
it is fact and it is standing here
right in front of you
So if you just open your eyes
oh what a sweet discovery
there is hope and there is joy
and there is exceptance
so now let all the light collect that collects on your plants
keep your wamr make you smile
and i iwll be there with this pen in my hand
to record all the while you'll be laughing so loud
that the house would shake with sound
and everything will be as new as the day
it was found
Love is real
it is not just in long distance commercials
or something that you thought you
felt back in highschool
so i will turn black and white
become that horoscope your readin'
it predicts that something good is on its way
oh and ill send you all the world green and blue
in a box through the mail
you can open it up hold it right in your hand
and be glad that it's there
and be glad that you're there
now you can feel all the knotts in ur stomach
they start to untie
and suddenly it's not so hard to say your alright
oh..love is real
it is not just in poetry and stories
it is truth and it will follow u
everywhere you go from now on
so if you just cast off your doubts
then your lips would answer for you
oh my darling when you smile it is like a song
and I can heart it now
I can hear it now
I can hear it now
I can hear it now...can hear it now
and I can hear it now
I can hear it now
I can hear it now...
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Simple Friends & Real Friends
A simple friend has never seen you cry before a real friends shoulder is soggy from your tears A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party a real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean A simple friend hates it when you call after they have gone to bed a real friend asks why you took so long to call them A simple friend wonders about your romantic history a real friend could blackmail you with it! A simple friend thinks your friendship is over when you have a argument a real friend calls after you have had a fight.
never frown even when your sad because you dont know who is falling in love with your smile
By kimberley elwell :)
poem by Kimberley Elwell
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A need for noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and in opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes for yes
Every criticism she/he may face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears, hide the face or weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good fiend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The One For You And I
some people often wonder if they have found that
one true person that is the other part of them
the one true person that makes them complete they wonder thru their days and nights longing for the answer
the answer is right there they just don't know how to look for there answer to
have I found the other part of me
can you say with out a doubt the person you are with makes you feel whole
can you say that the other person you are with
when you are apart you feel like something of you is missing
if you can answer yes to these two simple questions
then you have found the other part of you
your soul mate
honey you are the one that makes me whole
you are the one that has defined me
you are the light within my soul
behold the stars that burn like beacons in the night
surrounds the breath of wind and fire
upon the evening of my twilight
for as I look upon the stars shall I hold you
in my heart upon the sea an endless ocean
beacons with the essence of your name
longing to be the candle I am like the wave of the endless ocean
that travels out upon the wind for I am the light of heaven
that beats within the window of my soul
you are the one that makes me whole
you are the one that has defined me
you are the light within my soul
honey you are my world, my love, my heart and my soul.
you live in my dreams for now I see you when I sleep
I see your face in my dreams and I speak your name.
my heart beats faster and a smile sweeps across my face
like sand blowing across the desert in a windstorm.
I call your name and I sleep only to hear you answer me.
I feel your breath on my neck and in my ear,
it drives me insane I just want to be with you someday as close as skin
and its as real as the real thing...someday
I plan on making the dream a reality but for now I continue to sleep....
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Real Love
How to say love?
How to see love?
or to seize love?
saying love u out of your lips
not the way to say love
say i love u in your heart
whom u love then they can hear
with their hearts
if u sees in your eyes
u still never see the real love
but with open heart
and open mind
if u accept the real light
then u can see the beauty
the beauty of be love
and to be in a real love
in every where
in every time
u can seize the real love
when u let the devotee to fly
and to shine
like the sun of the noon
like the moon
fade the darks of night
like the birds of the north
coming back to their home
from south
u can say in every word
the real love
u can see in every where
the real love
and reveal
the real love
in your soul
the real love
the
real
love
at the end
is a dream
of real woman
and the deeds
of real man.
poem by Sallam Yassin
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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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Who says love is........
Who says love is not pure and blind?
It has its features and is of special kind
History is witness that many sacrificed
Remained unwed for year only to be died
Love can’t be so cheap, easy to get or ordinary
Only true heart lover or can be felt by visionary
It has its dynamics that leave tale behind
No parallel in history or anywhere you find
Kings have let pass the kingdoms for return
Nothing could move them from position or concern
Many examples can be sighted for kind noble gesture
They have shed the blood for securing the future
Why one is drawn completely towards nothing?
Is there special effect which makes us something?
No satisfactory answer can be found in this regard
Only personal sacrifice, unhappiness and no reward
You may know fully well what is in store?
Try to reach closer and find many ways or explore
Is it not the God’s gift that makes us to feel?
Stranger may enter the life and try to steal
It is not hypnotism or gravitational pull
You may get lost and suddenly become cool
Act in a manner not generally people will do
It happens in a way and almost nearly true
Love has suffered in a way never before thought
Resistance is overcome and achieved as sought
It has been painful and not without trouble
Now prevails calm as seen in water after bubble
It is not very easy to find simple berth
Battle is long drawn and real in worth
It is unique way of dealing with unknown fears
Still largely overcome without shedding tears
It has got its importance if easily got
Love may loose charm and nearly lost
It has to be preserved with utmost care
One has to be on guard and simply be aware
It has remained fact that centuries have passed
Love has not been recognized and people harassed
All type of tortures and brutalities committed
Love in open has been cause of concern and not permitted
It was there in their times too and will remain so
Nothing can wipe out or at one stroke make it go
It shall strengthen the bonds so deep and sound
Sand may fly off but imprints may be found
What we should respect is love in human being?
Two hearts long for each other for meeting
If we can’t help them to unite and express
It will be human error but try to redress
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A difficult separation
First time in life I came to know what is separation
I had read enough about it in books with simple narration
I took it lightly with single meaning of staying away
Only for few days or months to be free from her sway
Many husbands may be wanting complete freedom form her yoke
They may enter into cheap comments about her and cut rude jokes
They may feel her association with them as real curse
They simply forget that she is the only person who can heal or nurse
In reality it is altogether different from what we think or profess
In private they may come out with all difficulties and openly confess
The whole home turns into shambles and things get scattered
On her arrival she may find it altogether in new form and altered
The feeling for complete freedom form her becomes complete illusions
Things go completely out of hand to make it as mere compulsion
It is altogether a show of desperado wanting to enjoy in absence
Wife was always providing all comforts in her presence
Well I could find so much difference when she was not here
I had all the options to go and make marry making anywhere
At the same time it occurred to the mind that it may be totally unfair
Why to create ugly scene in her absence and later on split the hair
I felt some thing was snatched away to make me feel lonely
I preferred to stay at home and feel everything homely
It was her presence that made surrounding lively
Nobody can take her place even if it is done nicely
Opening of the day and bright sun had nothing special to offer
Many times I used quarrel with her and on most of the points differed
She may come smilingly at me and make the thing so smooth
She knew the essence of relation and realized the truth
I could feel her absence in every corner
It looked as if it had no owner
Garden too started turning into desolations
This truth was emerging in isolation
I still hear her sweet voice in kitchen
Honey bees come and make sound in garden
Cool breeze too spread fragrance with open sky
I continuously wonder and ask the questions, why?
I was dreaming in day light when heard some sweet voice
She was getting down with some kids making heavy noise
I didn’t believe my eyes as to what made her come back soon?
Why had she made p her min d to reach here in hot afternoon?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A kindness with gesture
A person will be know by his own behavior
He will be his own destructor and savior
His turn about may speak well about personality
It may also prove his ability and capability
He can’t become well-known for his fortune
No one may buy his arguments or fall to his tune
There may be many like him in this world
They may enjoy their life but their approach may be very cold
We can give advice to others ob the basis of expertise
People may offer all support and at the same criticize
It is state of art that comes to the person’s rescue
He may have all the fame and name which is due
What do people expect from you as gentleman?
Few kind words and treatment very human
It may raise your status to the highest position
It will also be known as rare combination
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be in form of blessings or simple murmur?
Words should not simply fall or flow?
If they are spoken with affection then face must also glow
May it be from elders in the form of kiss?
It may also be special offer and gesture from Miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be or prove real bliss?
I shall prefer to remain unknown and live alone
Even if no help comes from any one
I must accept it with full joy from inception
Even if that is offered with some deception
Why then so much noise is created?
Is there not real love which is recreated?
Do we ever sing when some one is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if it is lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not looks so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead?
Love and true affection takes place and spread
All sentiments can be expressed and simply read
Fragrance comes out of it and coolness is felt in head
Lovers may take it as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and feel awesome
Wife to husband may seem as emerging gesture
Happy moments may appear with beautiful nature
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end?
Who never puts you to shame and always offer?
All helps to come in time and never differ
Not to agree yes for yes
Every criticism she or he may face
Pays sometimes heavy price for friendship
Never sheds tears, hide the face or weep
Considers problem as of his own
Friend's problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintains
Danger, if any, keeps off and contains
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Declines the lucrative offer but walks along
Thwarts any move which leads to fall
Shows the correct path with timely call
Many friends may suggest to go to bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend remains very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life's part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good friend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Now quiet
I know you rarely speak
But make me completely weak
When I rise to stick the stand
You refuse me and fail to understand
I fall like mango fruit
It fails to appeal me or suit
How could I blink at those eyes?
Which were once open to my simple try?
No doubts you were like ivory idol
Carved out from glass as doll
I used to rejoice at simple appearance
Now I have lost it to as rare chance
Nothing to exchange now in form of words
Nothing to look behind as an action afterward
I am lying on ground with clopped wings
A bird alright but no melody in praise to sing
She promised me to be mine
It all appeared pleasing and fine
I was prepared to go for an extra mile
Something unusual took in between for a while
What was charm in her simple look?
Like good smell coming out from food as cooked
Where to start and where to end
She was like angel and heavenly sent
I was simple man in race
Completely lost in glamorous and innocent face
I asked for hand to be permanent
She had something else to comment
"No, dear I can't side with you"
This is correct and only true
What was fun then in any try to woo?
My all energy got lost and forbidden me to flew
I now look at no other charm
If not help but certainly they may harm
I wished warmth and long spell
But here was different story to tell
I am dying of literally death
Some one may come and offer floral wreath
"Here lived an simple soul as poet"
No more words now as he is now quiet"
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Love Is Simple
Love is simple thing to understand
Whether you sit down quietly or stand
It will emerge and always come on surface
There will be sign and all over traces
It has blessings form divine spirit
There is hope even from dimly lit
It may be high or powerful light
It has to reveal only its might
You have desire to go His fold when you pray
You may be unknown for what the future course may
Still you have full faith in his future guidance and way
Love has to succeed and permanently come to stay
Why has it been permanently equated with God?
Is there anything wrong with it or involves any fraud
It is simple way of longing for true love with feelings
Meeting of two souls getting together and willing
Whether it is raining, earthquake or flood in rivers
In freezing cold where complete body shivers
Under hot sun where head try to break in pieces
Get simple joy of meeting with complete peace
Even prayers offered to God are not sincere
Some thing is hidden in heart with complete fear
Love drives them with force to reveal everything
Clearly to speak and open up to gain something
Air and cool breeze even doesn’t disturb for moment
Passers go by gently without passing any comments
They are deeply involved with the lovely life to be spent
Consider the chance as holy one and heavenly sent
It is mystery and yet to be solved with reasons
What makes a person to fall in love in any seasons?
What is that magnetic pull principle or behind the pull?
What makes their life so entertaining with happiness in full?
Love has no eyes to see cast, creed, color or religion
It has nothing to do with nation, country or any region
It may cross any barrier to over come the hurdle
No worry for rough weather dangerous sea or ships to turtle
Looking at vast sky for simple approval
Wish for blessings without any removal
Let God shower his mercy with kind eyes
Love to reign supreme devoid of any cries
Love to live with complete faith is real love
Complete system goes round and revolves
It has its own way to come up with challenge
It has deeps roots and nothing to arrange
Love is no less or more than prayers
It has relevancy in its own spheres
It has strong bond of intimacy
Love in all forms establish supremacy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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World Start Turning
I was born in the southern land
Yeah, a million miles from america
And whatever we wanted was just a matter of choosing
And I was raised in the great white way
Just like all those kids in america
And the t.v. taught us to win with no thought of losing (then I woke up)
This is the real world, the real town without pity
This is the real world, in the shadow of the city
This is the real wheel,
You dont get too many spins
This is the real deal, not everybody wins
Just another soul lost in america
I was so frustrated and I got so lonely
It almost took a miracle to open my eyes
World start turning (turn into the wind)
World start turning (some things were never meant to be)
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
We were taught if man believes in
What he wants in america
Its only a matter of time, just a matter of seasons
But I walk through the houses of dreams that died
I see the ones still trapped there the ones that tried
But spent the rest of their lives wondering why
And searching for reasons (and they never wake up)
This is the real world, youve got to know just when to bend
Here in the world, precious little matters in the end
This is the real world, the real town without pity
This is the real world, in the shadow of the city
Just another soul lost in america
I was so frustrated and I got so lonely
It almost took a miracle to open up my eyes
World start turning (turn into the wind)
World start turning (some things were never meant to be)
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
You cant stop the world, cant stop the world
Never could settle for where I was
Too many places I was trying to be
The times I succeeded and the times I failed
You know that no one will remember but me
World start turning, world start turning
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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