Small World
The world has become small
Has come to my door and speak it all
Anything is available within no time
Deep sea is opened with all knowledge for all the times to come
How many friends on line to see?
Different ideas with different approach
You need no one to coach on certain matters
You know everything to act as trend setter
You compact world in your pocket
All latest updat with the speed like rocket
All news flash on your desk for quick glance
Nice to view it and apprise at once
Many claim it has caused epidemic
Children now addicted to it like maniac
I wonder to certain uncharitable remarks
As it deserves kudos with full marks
So many people for guidance
Some weep with their woes and ask for ways at once
It is easy to disclose and get some relief
Even thought agony and pain can be explained in only brief
Yet it is medium to feel and express
Lot more can be relieved by having exact trace
Normal friend may suggest actual remedy
You have guide in friend for everything to make ready
I feel social net working is new arena
Where all can have access like television with antenna
It demands lots of patience with high respect
So many people spoil relation and badly act
I, for one, take it as simple blessings
Where you find everything and nothing goes as missing
You have strong bond with international understanding
Where relation mushrooms with process unending
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Not What You See
Love is not what you see
Love is bond and makes you feel free
Enjoy and be part of dreamy world
Always nice to be together in lovely fold
Don’t feel alone as we are one
We can make it nice one by one
You have your own way
But stay near and don't go away
Make it easy to take free air
No foul play and treatment very fair
This is strongest desire from female partner
As you will be her protector and Gardner
It doesn’t matter what you try and seek
It always matters that you remain strong and not turn weak
Love demands sacrifice at every turn
It is both the ways and mandatory to return
Why expect that only females may surrender?
They will have no say and merely fall under
For what has been unsaid and agreed for
So utmost care to be taken not to turn the relation sour
I have heard it number of times
The promises are forgotten sometimes
It may happen when tide turns in disfavor
Yet it should not be at the cost of personal honor
Leave it besides if it costs your relation
No bad emotions should be given any indication
Effort should be on to improve upon
The bond will not be lost but certainly won
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A nice to hold
It is always nice to hold somebody with high regard
It is sign of looking positive and straight forward
It may ultimately pay you in the long run
Certain people laugh it out and take as fun
It is best way and very good principle if we adopt
It makes people to act nicely and be little prompt
It is necessary to make more friends than foes
Otherwise life can be full of miseries and woes
I was overwhelmed by a good gesture from a friend
I thought of world coming to the near end
Why was it so that there can be tremendous change?
Was there any sea change in my attitude or age?
“Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise?
Make me to feel great with status highly raised
I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture
As you always wished me for bright future” I parried at friend
I was no where near respectable mark or level
You encouraged me to work hard and excel
Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm
I am Inspired to rise beyond certain level and “ism” friend replied
I was confined to zero energy and confined
You infused me with optimism and refined
How to express my gratitude and acknowledge?
I am novice and have no such knowledge
Will you pardon me for being so negative?
Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive
I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige
I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide.. I was overwhelmed
Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive?
No return of thanks when applauses received
We might have scaled new height and glory
Still we may forget the past as simple story
If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude
People will learn to respect with different attitude
This is what is expected from new generation
They should rise above all without any expectation
It may look as simple form of advice
It should not be considered as mechanical device
Time may change but not the essence and spirit
You may all the time need oil for lamps to lit
We shall not last to see it either
Storm may come and soon to wither
Life has to stabilize and prove its best
it must stand firm to the rigid test
I find no other reason to withdraw or not to follow
Very sensible person must adhere to and allow
It may pave the way for cordial relation
It is the time for motivation and elation
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Correct definition
"Your imagination is scaling new height"
Touching hearts of many and sets
New trend with some reasonable approach
We are in position to think without any coach
Some of the friends may shower with praise
Some may comment badly and unsuccessfully chase
Down grade the moral and discourage to write more
I think of it reasonably and apply break therefore
Not all the poets criticize the new concept
Comments reveal that after reading poem many have wept
It is not easy to make people feel the pulse of the character
Put them in the position and feel as an actor
Poems are just medium to air the views
Paint them in optimistic way to be picked by few
I consider it as fine gesture on the part of readers
Many of them are quite young and bulk of it as elders
Thoughts do not emerge from any type of concentration
It requires no special effort or some kind of mediation
The main thrust is aimed at building delicate relation
Where poet and reader is perfectly aligned with the related question
Modern or old theory of gathering theme is around us
We must believe our eyes and watch it with trust
Simple question is to be asked about why all these happens?
Why are we so blind to the reality despite higher education even?
I trust my pen and air freely whatever penetrates in mind
All doors are open to receive it and suitably find
Agree to imagery set up in mind and relay it further
Ready to feed child with natural feed as mother
It is nice to develop intimate relation
That helps to bridge and receive indication
Frank debate over where we have erred in composition
Adjust if possible or take care in its correct definition
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Simple imagination
It is simple imagination and lovely try
Nice to feel even if no means to fly
Weak wings yet motives so high
That is the beauty in it with sadness to cry
In practical life it is impossible to attain
Whatever ideas we have and capacity to retain
It may not find favor with close circle
Annoy them and create more trouble
Poetry is only means to express in words
Touch the nerves and look inward
Give simple try for feelings to come out
Tell the world what you are thinking about
It may not only satisfy you
But air the views which you may think very true
Cut across the hard lines and get through
Assuage the feelings and simply woe
You have no restriction to travel and come back
No loss or gain yet so much is at stake
People may know what can be best alternative
If they are really fed up and wanted to be subjective
Wars have been averted in the past
The peace and stability had come at last
People have come closer through the easy medium
The impact will be so large with efforts bare minimum
The artists and performers use fancy and imagination
That is how they build a bond with closer relation
Leave behind a trail of long live friendship
As if the sea is facilitating flotilla of the ships
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Your Views
I am supportive of your views
But that does not give proper dues
Standing out in thunderstorms
Yet remains unaffected and warm
Struck many times by lightening
Yet his talks are heartening
He dies several times
But come out alive every times
As an imaginative personality
He has to live by all the qualities
Weep along with lovers to express inabilities
And laugh with children along with activities
Always deep in thoughts and away from world
No love from family and relation almost cold
Only camping at dream land and on vast sea
Looking at fruits coming up on the tree
Finds love in and around at every object
Finds god’s creation in every season with act
Lies low with no profile and ventures in unknown land
Where no foes live but all gentleman and friends
God has given him beautiful heart
To see and describe heavenly art
Make it known to others and feel inseparable part
If not done earlier then have a bold and fresh start
Such a beautiful soul still exist on this earth
He sees complete harmony and love in death
It is divine process that goes on as per schedule
There is no need to add agony, pain and fuel
It is lovely link and can be seen in his creation
Where only beautiful existence is relation
Makes us to feel about next world in general
Why not do something unique before making farewell
Simply hats off to his living and ideal thoughts
Something to come over after bitterly fought
To look towards a beautiful world to live
Make others comfortable and inspire to believe
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A silence can keep
silence can keep the volcano alive
it is very dangerous to believe
the love has brought the world to brink
it has deep water to sink
silence purchases time to execute
it has dangerous trend to persecute
the evil mind may not read the love message
it will finally obstruct the fine passage
to console is to muster the medicine
ti weep the tears is to feel fine
it is noble act to help the poor
like inviting guest by opening door
if love was the only key
then there is fine example of tree
it may guide the people not to flee
but look around, help and see
world needs two words of consolation
it may not have direct relation
it has bridged many gulf across the bank
this is free end opinion and very frank
we are the key to success
we need to give full access
there is no suppose or any logic
love can spell very fine magic
To silence the voice is dangerous weapon
no one has given serious thought upon
love may pave the way
only little attention we got to pay
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What Makes A True Friend?
What are the qualities that a friend should
have – that which would make a true friend so true?
A friend is one whom you like to be with
while a true friend insists on being with you.
A friend likes you when you have so much in
common. True friends like you who for who you are.
True friends make you feel as though they are at
all times near, although they are very far.
A true friend is one whom you can always
talk to, even at night when it is late -
when loved ones are asleep, a true friend is
always there to hear what you have to say.
Friends like to share, but a true friend always
gives you – not what you want, but what you need.
The feelings you hide, as well as your thoughts,
and your dreams, a true friend can always read.
A friend may forgive you or they may not
forgive, for something wrong you've done to them.
A true friend forgives even when you don't
ask. True friends forgive - again and again.
Friends are close when you are close to them. A
true friend wants your friendship to be closer.
A true friend does what is best for you, and
hates that you would end up with the losers.
A true friend teaches you lessons to help
you grow – lessons that are hard and easy.
A true friend is always there - having a
true friend can never make you feel lonely.
Friends may sometimes make mistakes, but a true
friend is always careful not to hurt you.
A true friend is a guide and a teacher.
A true friend knows everything you go through.
The true friend I mention is our God,
who kept you company before you were born.
The friendship of God, if you truly keep
and cherish, you will never feel forlorn.
The true friend we all need is God (Allah) –
the One who guides and can teach us lessons,
the One who hears our calls and understands,
the One always near – in every season –
Allah, as a Friend, never judges us
by the way we look and how we appear.
Allah, as a Guide, if we ask Him for
guidance, He guides us and makes our paths clear.
Allah is with us – each day and each night –
He is always there when all are asleep.
Allah always listens when others don't.
He gives you comfort when He sees you weep.
Fortunate are those who have Allah as
a Friend. Friendship with God is friendship true.
May Allah bless me with His Friendship and
May Allah's Friendship be shared with you too.
Ameen.
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An Honest Man
Neither do I claim my self to be an honest man
Nor I do give any guarantee to my woman
I have tried to remain loyal as far as possible
But life has remain problem and full of troubles
I know for sure that she was one of the best
Did all whatever she could and proved true to test
Yet something was troubling and keeping her away
Her behavior was coming definitely on the way
It is sweet tug of war between couples
It is so when they get into doubles
Children change their way of living
It is now question of faith and believing
Some of the interests are forgotten for cordiality
Some of the couples show it as their best quality
Despites lots of difference they try patch up
Keep relation in tact and nicely cover up
There is no need to express regret or feel sorry
Some of the fears keep surfacing and add to worry
Life is another name for on going struggle
Compared to that of timely appearance of water bubble
How come that ship can sail smooth?
People may try very hard in their youth
Yet some of the tricky ways dishearten
The patience runs out of it all of sudden
It takes years of time to adjust
It is almost known and must
As it demands greater degree of understanding
It gives enough of time to correct image and standing
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Personal wish
I was taught by parents not to hate or make any mention
They were right in their thinking with full assertion
Since then it has remained as my personal wish
I wanted the life to pass on easily and finish
So many times I had rough time with friends
There were altercation and scuffle at the end
It was making me bad as not good companion
Even though we advocated cause and were champion
We all decided to bury the differences
We had drawn lesson and inference
It was always good to think positive
Even though one can always remain subjective
When fire rages from within
It does not let any thing in
The anger and hatred can be visibly seen
No one would love to see your face or very keen
It is not going to serve any good
This fact must be clearly understood
Even your comments may worsen it further
It will add to tension and force you to bother
The stage is arrived with failure or frustration
It may always hunt you with big question
It may not only spoil the relation
But break the existing bond in excitation
You will loose the support from close relatives
Friends too may desert you in time of needs
You will left in isolation and avoided
They will boycott you in case decided
The relation will not be restored that easily
It may leave you in dejection and make wearily
No one has benefited from the continuous rage
It will be difficult to sustain and manage
Sometimes irrational statements make things worse
It can not improved upon even you express remorse
It will push you to the backward seat
There will not be cordial relation when you will greet
The river looses its reputation of being mother when in spate
Even though people pray her and consider as simple fate
Such is the case with anger and hate when take place
No good amount of efforts can remedy it or replace
What is good in keeping the temper cool?
It prevents you from acting as fool
Since it is performed in stage of not having brakes
It will vitiate the cordial relation and break
We must learn to live with balanced approach
Many a times we may have to pass through as such
It will be nice if we are able to stave off the situation
Rest all can be brought under control without further aggravation
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Wish For Good Friend
What do you wish for a good friend or close associate?
He or she should be with us and rush immediate
This is more or less necessary at the time of need
When relation is free from any angle or greed
Near vicinity friends are almost welcome
Far away places stall the friends to come
Yet friendship remains in tact and dear
Even if they stay far but are felt very near
One such friend I have from hilly area
I care for her and made several plea
To come often on line and converse
But every time she comes with god spirit and leaves with tears
This drives me to the nuts
It is shrouded with ifs and buts
It is human bond that brings us together
Else it is not necessary to meet or gather
Some of the friends leave deep impact
They are close to heart by their simple act
They are not desired in actual journey
Yet they are felt as if they are near and not away
She would often express drizzling rain
All waters flowing in dirty drain
Yet what a joy to get wet in monsoon
As if the dream to be realized very soon
“Rain is our life” I smilingly added
As everything else was simply welded
No rain means any life and movement
It won’t be nice to swell and comment
It is nice to feel attachment
But how to stop momentum
Once it starts no one can stop
It is divine and speaks loud and at top
So love to live for friends and its value
Don’t be afraid if that comes on the way or due
Accept the feelings and react for what is reasonable
Human being are susceptive to feelings and are capable
I utter some words and wish to retire
It may sometimes lead to satire
As many times age, cast, creed and many things may enter
That may be made ugly when made epic centre
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No fights over
Some of the friends don’t want any fight
They openly admit and say they are for their rights
May be they are right in their own way
They will find and adjust their way
I was bluntly asked “are there some in your circle of friends? ”
“I respect gay people and their rights” I admitted at the end
Some of them are very descent and openly admit
I some how dislike the admission but not oppose it
My friend reminded me of my being open to all
Why then all of sudden hatred and reversal of call?
She stood for respect regardless of sex
But of course the question was complicated and wax
Any how such talks created irritation
Sexual abuse on their part was out of question
I was doing right thing and getting them away
I preferred to maintain silence and encouraged no more say
Knowingly or unintentionally hey may approach on line
Express desire to have good relation and find it fine
I had no way out but to express regret and leave
It was nothing new but difficult to believe
‘How would you react if you find groom in bride?
I almost ran with anger and could not hide
I soon became protective and defensive
Their remark and utterances were nearly offensive
My female friend was quick to pick up and challenge
How quickly she countered my arguments and managed
She had almost earthed me in her first meeting
I was so much thrilled and could not offer any greetings
She came on me like hurricane would
I offered in best as much as I could
She had her straight forward way
I had nothing to offer but in simple way
She told me not to believer in pessimism
There is other side also known as optimism
One should look forward and build opinion
Ay relation can end in tragedy or happy union
Now I was loosing ground and felt amused
Someone blinded me and I stood as refused
I had to retrace the stand and ask for pardon
Even though I had strong reservation but had to abandon
I decided to offer it poetically,
Things were turning dramatically
It was their legitimate right to practice
I had no business for them to entice
I decided to shut all the doors
No one should impose or force
It may be hard way for them to live
I have to adjust and try to believe
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Frozen to Death
I wanted not to be frozen to death
As it was life time wish to remain with
Fear was just gripping me from inside
Chances were there and differences very wide
I can afford no more isolation
As I have developed sound relation
It is fine tuning with you on sound footing
No more trouble ideas are shooting
I can have no peace with disturbed news
My relation with you can’t have any more reviews
It is firm and never getting strained
Little upset thought makes me completely drained
I would prefer death in your hand
This may prove to be real companion and friend
Life can be meaningless if there is no aim
I would love to be very near and earnestly claim
I have placed my existence at your door
I shall be nothing and look very poor
It is you who has made me priceless
I can move among people with bright face
Each day brings me message of love
I remain calm and peacefully drove
You are at heart and very much in centre
No other man can simply occupy the position or enter
Some unknown factors trouble
I loose the patience and fumble
I shiver with some cold in spine
There something more to make me feel fine
I would want that you stay always near
Make me comfortable without any fear
I shall be worry free in your presence
This I feel is true and real essence
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A Poem
A poem
Not concerning them
Yet they feel part
As an inseparable art
A poem to express hidden sentiment
Life's movement with no comments
Surrendering to the helplessness side
Nothing to complain about or to decide
Nice contentment with soul
No complaint about rise and fall
To function in normal parameter
Not to say word as trend setter
It has magical side of untold misery
Keep it to self and cry out on adversary
Giving vent to all that has affected
On melodious form without being reacted
Poetical thoughts with expression
Builds dramatic relation
A bond totally non existent
But very much apparent
Life flows in poem style
Sadness, happiness and in joyous mood meanwhile
Some may express it poetic way
Others may enjoy its contents and have the sway
Either you cry out or retain
But pain is after all pain
It may reflect on face and come out through vocal cord
It is not to be kept within but in a style to put forward
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Dreamy Land
I live on dreamy land
Where you can't find any friend
Love don't mature and end
There leaves behind nothing much to amend
People leave behind pain and agony
This has been experienced by many
So many commit suicides in love race
As they have no courage to hold the face
It is lovely age that demands union
You always go in for best companion
But fail as it does not meet true standard
You look more to backward than forward
You are engulfed with doubts
What will happen and talked about?
It results in the confusion state
You go for more stories to relate
Either of the part feels insecure
As they are not pretty sure
What is the goal before them?
You will be praised and compared to gem
Suddenly you find world doesn't belong to you
Whatever you tried was not meant to be true
You were running after illusory things
You needed more time o try for something
Their beautiful dreamland may turn barren soon
You may feel hot sun in the afternoon
It may burn your skin with lots of problems
The relief may not reach to you without troubles
The moment you feel insecurity
The love evaporates with its quality
What leaves behind is deep shock!
That shall only drain tears from the stock
You are loved for flash and bones
You will be hated when it is gone
Nice romance and love is undone
The last and foremost conclusion is forgone
So have patience in selection
Don't haste in any of the action
If you can endure trauma, shocks and pain
Well, it is left to the individual to think about loss or gain
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Some uncharitable remarks
The richness brings some uncharitable remarks
It creates unnecessary controversy and sparks
All assumed accusations with mean comments
They are spoken as it is without obtaining consent
We can understand some logic behind
They may have some ire and always search to find
Some excuses to invite well thought over scuffle
The simple man may loose nerve and stand baffled
It is just a psychology that works behind
I have worked very hard to know the behavior of such kind
What actually works behind such logic?
Is it the jealousy or with some calculated basic?
They want retaliation of same nature
They want upper hand for sure
Not thinking seriously that it may affect relationship
It may also jeopardize the bond and run aground the ship
For them the world is real fun
They want to kill a person without using gun
The insult and mental torture is medium for their assault
Their whole idea or theory is just commonly built
They think world is real and may last long
They can do whatever they like without going wrong
One day may throw them away and forbid to remain among
Nothing may be heard or cheaply purchased as song
It is better to assess self before hurting anyone
It is not going to help any cause or someone
It may only add to bitterness and spoil relation
Let us not give any kind of such indication
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A Friend Is Most Important!
Confidence, courage and guidance friend gives to one;
To a friend only one can confide anything in the world;
Such a friend only can be with one till the end of life!
If there is no friend who can be a friend to one here?
Father or mother can be a friend to a friendless person;
Otherwise Nature is the best friend for one in the world.
Without them only conscience can be a friend to one;
Knowledge from books is a best friend to one anywhere!
If anything is of no use then only God is the sure friend!
Shakespeare, Dickens, Homer and Vyasa have said all
About friends, their activities in life for heroes in stories!
Love and friendship are most important in life for anyone.
Knowledge and ideas of great books and friends are ever
Indeed of great help in life and hope, virtue and power!
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Breathed slowly
“Dad, be comfortable and breathe slowly
Remember Him and thee words you think holy
Pray for all happiness worry for none
This is only way and certain for every one
My dad was breathing his last
His palpitation was very fast
He had all satisfaction on his face
There was not a single worry line to trace
He has lived his full inning
Now he is approaching beautiful evening
Soon night may take over in his dark lap
Nothing to be seen in life as gap
This is what may be called as death
The stoppage of all movements with breathe
No use of lying body to be kept at home
New home waited for permanent welcome
He was fully contended with whatever he did
He never tried to cheat any one or hid
He did it for welfare of the other people
As he was honest and very capable
Many people approach our home in late hours
He may be most of the time on tours
He will listen to the people and render the service
As he was social work many may now rush to us over his demise
He has full smile on his face
He wanted to confined in me in any case
Everybody would depart in same way as dad
There was no point in becoming sad
Many a times he used to say
Never try to find new way
See the reasonability behind
Be reasonable every time and kind
I was too small to advice
He was all along very wise
His word had weight and respected
It was weighed and often corrected
I had observed him from close distance
I was now his future and he liked my presence
I was his trusted friend and lieutenant
He knew me well from time I was infant
I knew now he will be no more
He will be thing of past like vapor
He may be air borne to unite in heaven
Little thing of today and permanently gone
I watched him sinking deep
I wanted to feel badly and weep
I controlled it for the fear of being noticed
As I had loved dad and secretly promised
I inhaled with big thrust
It was all the more important and must
I had full regard, faith and trust
He did everything possible to entrust
I watched him go to distance land
He may find new berth and friends
The completely strange world and totally unknown
A permanent refuge for ordinary and well-known
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Give me call
You give me simple call
You will not face any wall
I shall stand fast and save you from possible fall
Take it granted from me as gesture small
You have found world so much infested
Thoughts and ides not worth invested
It may prove as ground for testing
Seeding in deep but not worth harvesting
You may face problem at every corner
World may seem cruel to you as beginner
Still it has to be countered and faced bravely
Such opportunities you find very rarely
It is general call and must be responded
It is test of time and should not be avoided
One should care and respect the sentiments
It is not simple call but firm commitment
Strom may pass off and ease the situation
It may limp back to normal with continuation
Timely help may not be forgotten at all
It will be considered noble but not small
It is how relationship develops and grows
You may have to gear up to face the blows
Luck may not favour as time may run out
Victory may be turned into defeat with complete rout
Never leave friends in high and dry state
Don’t show discomfort and little sign of hate
It may impair and sour the relation
It may turn sordid with sign of negation
It is better to treat each relation at par
It should be maintained not stretched far
It may supplement and strengthen the bond
Friendship in life may look calm as water in pond
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Bono Rezak
'She is mom's special friend'
'I have read their conversation with nice end'
My reader friend disclosed me about you
As I was discussing 'Bono' with her and felt so true
'Are you early riser' she was on line
It was all quick with surprise
I was thrilled to see her talk
It was as if cuckoo's voice heard while on stroll or walk
'The mind is fresh and ideas creep' she went on
Mind is steady and thoughts just keep
Perfect flow is maintained
That is how thoughts are composed and sustained
She seemed to me as an icon
Well behaved and mannered to be won
She was excellent in her oratory
As I visited and saw her work in poetry
She was in praise for all poets
At least that was keeping them occupied and quiet
I learned a lot from her conversation
As it was nice to go head and build relation
I felt her warm and as good human being
Nice with humor and good in chatting
But poems are all addressed to her hubby
As it seems to make her all the way happy
It is nice to visit and feel about good soul
More of it when she responds to the call
I feel it as beautiful chance to have little chat
May turn it into solid bond when we make further start
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Grandmama at 89
Grandmamma so healthy and at eighty nine
It was so nice and seemed to be very fine
I was not under the influence of wine
Struck to mind that it was out of line
It was happy news to find elderly woman
I did not feel amused but elated as true man
“Can address you as grandmamma” I parried
“Certainly not “looked as if she was worried
Don’t take away my honour of addressing
I am still not sure of and assessing
I may prefer to be your honest admirer
She relented to request as good listener
I learnt little later that it was simple craze
Good women considered I as delicate phase
Concealment of age made it little easy
No disturbance when they were busy
It is easy to make joke or laugh it out
Dignity and personal honour is all about
One should be cautious and guard it at any cost
After all it is pride that is counted most
We tend to cause embarrassment one line
Spoil the relation as if blasting the mine
Why not support women’s cause in general?
Simply not rendering lip service or words oral
Many women prefer to be anonymous
Though their work may be so famous
They continue to suffer the male domination
Face discrimination even for nomination
I couldn’t stop laughing at age factor
Women are at helms in every sector
Work hand to hand and rise to the occasion
Must resist or thwart any privacy invasion
I loved the adoption of cautious approach
To win the race not necessarily you need a coach
First thing you need is simple protection
Matters less what will be action or reaction
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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