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Something In Mind

entered the worship place with something in mind
I was restless at heart and wanted more to find
It was not for any favor, wealth or material gain
But something was really hurting me with pain

I found myself at the distant shore
Where I felt nobody had tried to explore
I had too not thought about it before
Was I really in quest for asking more?

No, the world had me totally disillusioned
Everywhere I was hunted and needlessly questioned
I wanted an answer for it and to be mentioned
Was it my fault to be here on this lovely earth to be stationed?

I found nothing wrong with mother earth
Ample opportunity provided for meeting with death
Body to rest with ceremony of laying wreath
That was totally in conformity with faith

How many souls visit earth with beautiful body?
Breathe freely and roll on as if business of nobody
No one bothers to know what for we are!
Watch the entire scene by sitting very far

I found no answer despite putting lots of prayers
I planned to visit and take advice of sooth Sayers
As I was passing through different type of confusion layers
I had feeling of lone identity thrust upon as player

I could see labors toiling in hot sun
Playing their part with no unpleasant run
They knew it is do or die game in life
What is use of putting neck on the edge of knife?

I had enough of everything to spend with pleasure
After all there is no yardstick to apply and measure
If little thing can grant you happiness and satisfaction
Life must be shining with example and indication

We have nothing on hand after arrival
It is mere show of existence with rehearsal
Either we develop self contentment and enjoy
Or lead the life with deception and decoy

I wondered at the regular function of divine objects
They were never faltering or delaying in their acts
Sun and moon appeared at their destined time
Why we normal people with uncertainty think more sometimes?

I thought over it several times and retuned
The table was now on me to be turned
All other places are not for providing the solution
We are the master and can be in control with resolutions

Why worry about things not known to us?
Why not leave it to fate and simply trust?
Work hard for return of no favor or outcome?
Just think of good and whole heartedly welcome

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All of sudden

All of sudden whole sky got illuminated
It was wonder and no one new how it got originated
It has got relevance with the happening on earth
It was definitely a good sign to be linked with divine birth

Whenever this phenomenon occurred something was bound to happen
It was not to be just coincidence but new chapter was going to open
May be it was arrival of pure soul to take the refuge on lovely land
For the help of those depressed and deprived to strengthen the hands

All religion books are full of tales and speak of large volumes
It is totally unbelievable to have taken place in vacuum
Only pure soul with divine power might have witnessed such scene
It was to be rarest of rare that might have been observed and seen

“I shall visit the disciples when they are in need” verses read
You may find me among them at suitable time and lead
It is holy belief that hangs on very thin thread
You need to put trust, have faith and plead

It is how we have come to link the divine phenomena
It is totally unbelievable and unknown arena
It is reality and got to be believed with complete faith
Why do we remember almighty at the time of only death?

Just flash of lights in the sky for a moment is indication of bad omen too
Some bad may happen and believed by many is also equally true
It may so happen that some one might have been taken to heaven
Such miracles don’t happen often or witnessed even

It is generally believed to be rare occasion
The things to be laughed out simply is out of question
Such things happen once in a blue moon
All of sudden dark clouds rush in the sky in day light or noon

Whenever evil forces has taken over the helm of affairs or exceeded
The God has taken birth to hear the prayers from devotees and acceded
It may not be altogether true but it has happened at several places
The sufferings have been removed and brought the happiness on faces

Let us not undo the teachings of the divine power
It may cool your body as is felt in rainy shower
It has all the qualities to make you feel happy and grant the peace
Life is so lovely and to be spent completely at ease

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Live without him

I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure

I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just

We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/

I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult

I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed

We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?

I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something

We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered

I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife

We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage

There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought

It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think

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A day dreamer

I am real illusory and day dreamer
Throw ball to player in the form of beamer
Act always opposite though things appear very clear
Think of impossible things to take place and come near

It is human tendency to wish for unknown wealth
To think of something to happen and play havoc with health
How can things take shape without putting on hard struggle?
How life can be injected in a person if he is totally incapacitated or unable?

Mind moves on in a direction where it has no limits
It will travel to and fro to occupy and inhibit
It has nothing to do with reality or facts
It has definitely no bearing on acts

I suggest people to be tolerant and patient
I come across youngsters and advise then to be obedient
I go out of way and try to be very lenient
I have found such easy way very convenient

It makes me a laughing stock
I continuously stare at ticking clock
Why time doesn’t stop and turn in my favor?
Why people, does not follow me with fervor?

I give my presence at every occasion
At religious congregation I am first for submission
At any sad incidence, I am there to offer condolences
I am at pain to learn later and witness such scenes

Such type of people don’t find favor
They may be disliked and never be called for
I stills remain ignorant and try to mix as usual
Such insults and bars doesn’t seem to be unusual

Are we not responsible for creating such scenes?
The displeasure and boycott is apparently seen
It is not appreciated at all levels and spoken of face
You may be termed half mad and pushed out of race

It is good to think in isolation for mental peace
It may provide some solace and make you to feel at ease
It may also provide good opportunity to search for some solution
You may develop insight before going for any revolution

Days for long struggle and sacrifices are over
You need protection and to run for cover
No one can you help you if you only dream
They may like only when it may lead to fulfilling their dream

There is nothing to dream of nice things for betterment
It may afford you time to strike at right moment
You have worked nicely and planned for its success
You may need rest and stretch your self for recess

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Share and fall

It reminds me of healthy poetry
Where fragrance of spirit is flown by almighty
Each words speaks of divinity
When words are meaningful to the extent of infinity

I was never in doubt when found you in desert
It was as if I was performing a concert
Noticed one desert flower in full boom
Where was the time to think of providing any room?

I had dropped in to see natural flavor
Everything was weighing in my favor
Soul to soul contact was destined to take place
I was clearly seen in visible move with race

It was time to share and fall in love
May be nature favored and I believed
I lost no moment to look at and seize
You happened to loose your identity and ceased

It was the time you fell for me
I was wondering star and felt free
It was not eye to eye or "touch me not"
The struggle was over without being fought

Anybody might have wanted easy sail
Not in lovely venture at any time to fail
It was you and me alone to keep hand in hand
Never to separate in life as lover and friend

Sea shore was never meant for us
But river provided ample trust
Reminded us of rise and fall
It was clearly seen as beautiful call

How much elevation I found?
When I gathered on fresh ground
It was you only to feel it true
After lone battle passed through

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No plan to live

I have no plan to live good life
It may be for others like an edge of knife
I am comfortable with it and happy
Everything is going on very easy

Father has left good fortune
Nothing more is required to be done
Rest of the days may also be gone
Life is to be at ease and carefully I have chosen

So there may be many more lucky people like me
Careless, unconcerned an totally free
I shall take nothing into consideration
Enjoy the empire without any question

Father had worked hard to build
There was tremendous growth and enough of yield
I saw him working late nights
I have inherited fortune by right

I shall not work that hard as he did
I have no clue now how to lead
I am afraid to swim in rough sea
Let me think over it and finally see

He had advised me not to spend recklessly
Not a coin should be used excessively
I have kept that advice in mind
I shall seek nothing more to find

He took nothing along with him
Everything is left behind for family team
We all were given full comfort and fine stay
Now he has left us and gone away

I have learnt nothing to expand business
Now I f eel uneasiness on the face
Worry lines sometimes rush and bother
I shall have to depend now on others

It is good to have enough of wealth
To have an expertise enhances the health
Health and wealth combine gives confidence
Life is providing one more opportunity or chance

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An Idea Of Heaven

The idea of heaven has always fascinated me
Even though everybody on this earth has thoughts for free
This occurs to us only when some has departed from our home
We wish their soul to rest in peace and get welcome

Even if person has done nothing good on this earth
We wish his/her soul should find place in heaven after death
Only good words are said on the back of departed soul
It is customary and traditional wishes to give such calls

It has baffled me over the fate of soul after departure
The religious books mention of only two places for sure
Heaven and hell are destined in everybody’s fate
Death is certain for all and may come soon or late

I, as child, had cried over mother’s death in accident
It was shock and almost broke me with sad moment
I was unable to come out from shock and thought over
Where and what she may be doing there?

I can’t think much about another world
It sends me shiver in spine and cold
I can’t imagine some one’s departure from fold
Only few can bear the loss and face as bold

As child, I used to dream about that beautiful place
All people may be residing at one place in peace
They might have their place and enjoying
Yet it sent me some times in tears with crying

Of late it has been made clear and we have concluded
Our own performance on earth is absolutely included
Not only for the self satisfaction but journey abroad
Else one may definitely die with remorse and heavy load

We may be compelled some of the bad acts
But the basic things doesn’t alter with facts
Life as such has been taken as temporary phase
Our quest for material gain is considered as mad chase

In short, we have the vision to assure our place
We may know in advance where we will be in that case
We also can reassure happiness on face
As everything is fulfilled happily in limited space

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Secret behind

What is secret behind seeking some favor?
Are we not capable of enforcing it for?
Anything can be made possible with hard labor
To feel real happiness then it must start with neighbor

If neighbor is well looked after or properly understood
There won’t be any chance left for being misunderstood
If you have hostile neighbor and things are unfavorable
Nothing can be dreamed off or make it attainable

Despite these entire handicap we look toward to divine blessings
When we pray to God with clear heart nothing goes missing
We expect almighty to steer our course in midst of crisis
It is total communication with Him and is full of emphasis

Prayers are neither meant for seeking wealth
Nor for asking immunity from bad health
It is for granting love and peace to avoid death
To grant poor some means of living for not inviting wrath

If poor are hungry and staved
No homes will be free and saved
There is enough of strength in prayers
It has served as tonic and offer different form off layers

It is human weakness that we look towards Him in distress
We find it totally unmanageable to come out of mess
When we have nothing or no ways out for any kind of rescue
We whole heartedly go in for seeking blessing and ask for review

We know it from the beginning that we are absolutely nothing
We must adhere to some true norms to achieve something
If our life is ordinary and true to the divine allegiance
Life may be passed of easily even thought might have faced some variance

But if we totally deny the existence of any divine power
No one may buy any argument or even followed by fewer
Bulk of people have already decided in going for
It is to be decided what we are waiting for to be sure

Normally it is considered our secret strength
We have belief in divine powers with religious length
We know for sure that we may have any type of solution
Once we decide to go in for it with commitment and resolution

Some people are blind to the realities
They have their own logic for failures and uncertainties
They will not seek any remedial blessings in prayers
Even though they have repeat setbacks and failures

The life is carried on with strong belief
It may not provide any immediate relief
But certain some sort of mental peace will be there
Nothing more as miracle can be expected here

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Honorable inclusion

Until you are cemented with bond
You will have no thought as first or second
You won’t know what is called separation
It has no special lamp for indication

Some of the separations are observed by all
Since it is established fact and permanent call
Life and death can’t be separated
One is linked to other and nicely corroborated

No one can separate the soul from body
This can’t be done by anybody
It is divine need and felt necessarily
When that takes place it is accepted happily

Some of the separations are body concerns
It gets sour when spoiled in turn
Where you can’t pull on any more
The separation is wanted therefore

It can be self inflicted or imposed
In both the cases trust is never reposed
The urgency of separations is felt
It is severing of relation and hitting below belt

Sometimes you need isolation from growing discontentment
You need peace and live in secluded place devoid of any comments
It can be detachment or separation from existing world
Where you develop tendency to remain in control and look very cold

If you are inclined to positive thinking
None of the concern may lead to any type of sinking
You may take it as part of life and reach to conclusion
That this is your fate and must find honorable inclusion

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Full doze of satisfaction

What comes first in soul as full doze of satisfaction?
What is the criterion for feeling it with any indication?
It has direct bearing with what is happening outside
You may bring happiness when everything is set aside

When you develop some sort of alienation?
Think of some change that is taking amidst suffocation
You were burdened with all sorts of discontentment
Something has come to you all of sudden at right moment

You were more and more attached with certain kind of things
It was mere lust and hidden desire to attain something
It had no relevance or any need for practical purpose
It was going to be mere accumulation for future use

There was going to be no end to worldly desire
You had appetite for wrong praise and did not tolerate satire
People too used to fool you as they had known your weakness
You too were falling prey to such things on flat face

For number of times you had decided to shed away such things
You had realized its futility for thrusting after something
It was consuming good part of your time and making vulnerable
You were exposed to connivance for which you were totally incapable

You sought mental peace by deciding to remain aloof
There was emergence of good thinking and it was clear proof
You were likely to head for some different type of fulfillment
It was really very good and felt as desirous movement

When such thing struck at heart and mind with lots of trust
Something was taking shape at inner depth with full thrust
It was compelling to choose between evil and good
You were on right track and found firmly stood

It was first time that you had inner fulfillment
It required no praise or any adverse comment
It was for the self to feel elevated for the truth
The soul and heart had synchronized for such

When it has been made known the real purpose
No one may force it or compel you to suppose
The real power behind such things is now known to all
It has become now easy to respond with the clear call

It may still not augur well with the entire world
People have lost faith and their belief is sold
They are easily carried away with all sorts of dirty games
The propaganda has played major role and is rightly to be blamed

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Confusion

I wanted to go right but went left
I wanted to go up but went down
I wanted to cry but I laughed.
I wanted in my life a displacement
But I found myself in the circus circle.

I wanted to sleep well but found awake
I did not want to think but found myself thinking.
I wanted them to understand me
but they forced me to understand them
To increase my knowledge I wanted to distribute
but they forced me to conceal.

I wanted to be straight but they taught me how to crook
smile with a hidden dagger behind.
I wanted to give them food but they threw them out closing the doors of mind.

They talk but words fall like yellow foliage dry
They love but this love is a bug sucks the blood, none can deny.

Lie and truth, life and death, good and bad, right and wrong
All mixed up with time, place and people, a total confusion.

When truth is not beauty and it is confined in
When falsehood is not ugly and it is spread out like perfume
Then your brain burn the fuse and you are totally confused.

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A love for papa

Do you know papa?
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness in life,
Not looked so beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life was not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too know it papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran as continuous,

You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,

You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide

You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,

Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,

Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,

Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,

I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,

I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,

What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,

Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,

Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way

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Papa do you know?

Do you know papa? '
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness of life,
Not looked beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran continuous,