Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
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Turn to His fold
Why do we ultimate think of and turn to His fold?
Why such is state when we develop fear and cold?
Why do we develop first belonging of the world?
To feel discouraged when reality is bluntly told
Where else individual can finally go for solace?
Who will offer him solace, a big buildings or palaces?
Enormous wealth will add to tension and worry
You won’t know what else you need to carry?
You are left with no option but to try other means
Turning to friends means to invite betrayal and lean
Turning to relatives means another big no
These all will turn you to search for and ready to go
This is how we turn our head towards mythological belief
We shall go in for many orthodox means to avail relief
It won’t be coming to you even after following blind way
You are left with no future and no hope of bright ray
I think turning to God has been taken as final refuge
You try to believe in for what you continuously refused
You thought of reaching highest peak and scaled
Still you felt of being cheated and failed
If we are following what has been going on for years
It will never fail us even if unkind words fall on ears
Slight deviation from our faith may bring little misfortune
As we prefer to sing songs which are really out of tunes
If good words were to prove miracle we could have resorted to
If lip services were to be of great importance we could have sorted out
Alas! Such option was open and meant to be used for alleviation
We could have volunteered for it and preferred deviation
Prayer is biggest strength and source
It has tremendous appeal and force
Nothing wrong if you murmur your verses
When bowing down to any God including Jesus
It is taken as finals countdown for surrender
You are all out for regret as having been offender
Now you want to repent for all your sins
No material gain is important for you now as loss or win
It may travel to Him without concern
It may now be for Him to make raport in turn
The message will heal not only heart burns
But heart itself with mercy and yield great returns
Prayers are nothing but a will power to acknowledge
Surrender to thee with clean heart when difficult to manage
Prayers can be in group, by individual or as an ordinary man
It matters more if that is performed purely as human
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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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Enough for us
God has given enough for us to enjoy
As a boy we did it willingly with toys
As the time move on we surrendered in safe hands
Belief you can call it for hoping peaceful end
Not all may find it comfortable in life
Some may find it pinching from sharp edge of knife
Yet it is not forcing you to end the span
It can be never your idea with any plan
I believe He should be always in our find
Whether you offer it through prayers or through mind
The message will surely be responded
As we are at his mercy and wholly depended
“My dear friend, I am victimized”
“I have been discriminated and marginalized”
“I am loosing faith and living ground”
I was listening to words from friend which were totally unsound
Dear, He is the only strength to provide you corrective strength
No matter what God you pray or align with wave length
You remember him in your spare time and see the result
You will be spared from all pains and possibly worst insult
She was unconvinced but lending ears
She had been in close contact for years
I could convince her for some peace of mind
She was very good at heart and little mild
She will grudgingly argue and try to convince
Her ailing mind will not relent for all sorts of failure since
I was all sympathetic for her bad plight
But I poured some positive strength to fight
She first time acknowledged to have felt very good
Even though she was near starvation for the want of food
She had gained tremendous will power to stand fast
She was not going to surrender till the last
I heaved a sigh of relief
Not that I had instilled confidence and belief
But she had gained what was not with her
Now she was in control and need not bother
How many of us may be hiding from reality?
How many may be cheating conscious with ability?
What result they may be expecting from poor front?
I just bowed my head in recognition with upbeat front
It has no special attachment with religious favor
We are true sons and really live on with flavor
As human birth is next to impossible for many
Yet it is inevitability to fight the path and tyranny
*I would love the spirit and will power to fight*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The grave yard
You walk along for a yard
There may lie barren graveyard
It is not easy but to feel very hard
You will be there for sure once off the guard
You have remained afraid for fear of death
You remained cool with least fear of anybody’s wrath
It was self proclaimed isolation
It has nothing to do with such things or got any relation
You always think of getting peaceful end
No pain, to heart burning and always among friends
Who wants foes or enemies when there is no such need?
You got to be liberated from such views or freed
You try to be kind and you will be blessed with kindness
You pretend to be unreasonable and you will be rewarded with sadness
Everything action has double the reaction and with equal magnitude
You need to have reasonable approach with correct attitude
Not a word may be forgotten if spoken with ire
No one may take it lightly and admire
It may have less impact even if done well to anybody
Let it go unnoticed if well intended for somebody
Think not of a gesture that has gone for common good
Take no note of bad acts if you have done no bad
Think of those things which have been left undone
The satisfaction grown from fruitful work will not be forgotten
Do you need to go to any religious place to offer prayers?
Do you ever feel He is there to serve for you as face savers?
Is it sufficient to chant few hymns and ask favor in return?
Will that save you from all sins committed intentionally in turn?
You are going with some intentions to offer prayer in church
You have hidden wish and urge for honest search
We have neared to the dead end and so desirous to reach
No lessons may do any good even if it is meant to preach
There may be faced many diversions on the road
You may be misguided too while carrying the load
It may be your social responsibility or some compulsion
Even with all the nobility at your disposal you will have confusion
The church, temples or mosques are just unique symbols
They are place for atonement with all worldly desires to keep under control
The environment inside may be holy to alter your views to offer some relief
It will be you only to come out of it with great message and firm belief
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I feel guilty
I feel guilty when enter the holy place
For asking favor with fake face
Bring pity on face and fold the hands
Close the eyes and wish with prayers
Nothing bad has taken place so far
Only some draw backs have taken place temporarily
I could face it in any case bravely
But there was hidden fear that bothered me intensely
"Go to Him with prayers" many friends used to advise
The result may come in your favor and sometimes surprise
Even though I am firm believer and worked for good deeds
The success was the only thing of an hour and required indeed
From deep feelings, it made me foolish
Why I needed to go for such thing and wish?
I could try honestly and then leave it to his mercy
He is aware of all that but did not labor hard as duty
It is always good to approach him and seek blessings
Sometimes you are guilty and feel punch with teasing
Yet that provides you some form of solace
As you expect respite from divine store in such cases
Person feels secure after having made an appeal
At least on that score it seems from all the angles very real
When we are thrust upon this world as special entity
We need all types of grace and helping hand from almighty
It is felt and realized that nothing comes on as success
If we are totally blind and care for no blessings or an access
His wish is supreme and helps till the end of the journey
We ask nothing more from his divinity
Think about your self as luckiest most if life is spent smoothly
We might not have been provided enough to last happily
That is biggest achievement if you feel internally as contentment
Life as such is illusion and hence there is no room for discontentment
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
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We near to God
This is how we near to God
Pray and memorize as His words
Not in helplessness but as embodiment
The heart feels the pulse as right moment
What in turn we get is so precious
All ideas in purest form without being vicious
You try the feeling of being pious
The life goes on and remains continuous
Prayers are meant to provide relief
It has been remained our general belief
It may be bore out of some frustration
Yet it transforms the person with good indication
You develop kind feeling when find at holy place
A place to find refuge without to be in mad race
Complete peace with no rushing of any evil intent
These are the feelings you receive as heavenly sent
It is real reflection of mind
You feel very generous and kind
As the heavenly spirit is just entering
Your whole concentration is centering
It is worth try to feel in vicinity
As He is not near by but in infinity
You still worship him in good mood
That is your life and it serves as tonic or food
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Come out
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to recover
Not to suffer
You may differ
Still I offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
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I want to sing a song
I want to sing a song
Path is difficult and very long
How to praise you in words?
Guide and lead me O, lord
Life may have ups and down
Prayers always on but not for crown
Worldly desires there but heartily denounce
to clear the attachment I sincerely announce,
My life boat is in mid way journey
Shaken by crisis and for want of money
Difficult to pull on but stay put in race,
Nowhere to go but to hide the face
I am firm believer so seek your blessings
Not aware of in what form you may appear,
Bow to Poor’s feet with earnest kissing,
With all agony, hardship and pain I bear
Nobody can shake faith and influence my view,
Sometimes all may withdraw and accompanied by few
I go ahead with full faith and humbly pray
Submit to thy wish and accept the sway
I am happy and contended with whatever I have
Leading normal life and honestly behave
Sometimes will not obey spirit of holy book
Childish act in your eyes and to be looked crook
Morning starts with recitation and I humbly pray,
No words to utter in disbelief but simply say,
”O, lord lead me to your kindly way”
Accept my short comings and shoe me the ray
No ill thought to enter in mind,
Only noble ideas to occupy and find,
No more cruelty and behavior of such kind,
All with clear vision so can be noticed by even blind
You have created beautiful earth to live with peace
You did hurt yourself so we can be at ease
How much you suffered for human beings to usher?
Not a single word of pain or curse you whispered
My heart bleeds when that scene comes before eyes
There were many options open with side byes
They perpetrated so many cruelties on your head
You stayed alive in pain without falling dead
I want to weep but can’t shed the tears
How much agony and pain it bears?
How you could bear those critical moments?
I lay motionless without any movements
I can chant slogans and recite prayers or whatever I can
I am firm believer of faith and can’t be called simple fan
I must lead the way you had exactly desired and expected
What else is left with me other than to lead or to be lead?
I have no words to praise or sing in your honor
I shall commit some time mistakes very minor
At heart I may have earnest desire to correctly follow
Accept my simple gesture in your praise and allow
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Why and when prayers can't be of help!
If prayers can't develop person,
and purify oneself,
If prayers can't modify the
person,
If prayers can't erase inherent
fear and prejudice, if prayers are unable to transcend
mundane self,
If prayers can't take one to the
oneness of self and God,
If not prayers show the light,
It is not the prayers that are handicapped,
But the mind without love of
eternal is handicapped,
mind that can't walk
straight, how can it leap,
Without longing for beloved, How can the heartless robot can
see the light,
Can a record player get
deliverance,
chanting mantra billion times
mechanically? The failure is in his own mind,
It is his own mind that is opaque,
darkness felt not due to absence
of light,
But due to thickness of dust on
the mirror, When intense longing
promotes, prayer blooming into
absorption,
Meditation becomes every
breath,
Breath felt heavy without feeling beloved,
Then only one finds it,
and feel always independant
eternal,
Unity of all creation,
As creator himself breathing in all creatures!
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Where I'm In FAITH!
Within a place that creates completeness in oneself,
a place that needs no obstacles,
a place that needs positive reaction,
negative resolution, and stressful elimination:
powers within oneself to have faith
in the faith G-d has for me.
Seeking a miracle is a waste of my time
for the miracles that come to my life
are truly the miracles of creation,
creation of a strong black woman
who can make all things happen,
who can provide for her family,
who can live without the idea of dying
due to destruction seen before her.
I am a miracle in itself as are you,
our faith in ourselves will benefit us
more than the faith we have in what can be done by prayer;
having faith in what we can do to make our prayers reality,
many of our questions have answers,
having faith, and the courage to know the answers are a given,
we are from the breath of the almighty,
we are the world, we are what he has faith in.
Looking for an easy fix is the thought of an addict,
for I am not an addict for life, I am a solution for living.
Look within my eyes and see the miracle of creation,
copyrighted by God himself,
the creation of perfection in his eyes;
Life was given to us as a gift, as a lesson,
a learning experience
with that gift
we were given the ability to survive,
some survive some just live;
I am a survivor, a creation that makes me full,
full of complete joy for I am a gift to this world,
to myself, to nature, as the world,
and nature is a gift to me;
I am a child of God
with that I know my prayers have answers,
before I ask he gives,
he gives me the ability to be the strength
that you seek,
the power that you need,
the fullness of the empty glass,
the waters that flow, the air that blows,
the rain that pours, the heat that warms
I am a miracle, as are you,
see within your reflection
as your creator seen when he gave you life,
be strong, don’t blame, don’t worry,
do all that you can to make your life the best you can
for the faith that he has in you
can never be measured by numbers
the faith he has is you is much greater
than the faith you have in him,
for he is the almighty,
you are simply the creation!
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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
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May Smile On Arrival
Not only conch but hymns too
That is the only means to listen to as true
Hear or listen sacred names in the morning
Rest of the day may pass nice till the evening
Those things awaken the life
Otherwise it is like knife
It may cut man through both edges
Only faith and trust boosts him to manage
Why prayers are offered in the early hours?
Whole of the universe is fast asleep with fears
No one knows what can happen next day
So certainly the guidance is asked through prayers
If you are living near by church or mosques
You may hear it loudly when people are in queue
To offer their worship in wee hours
Some of the people may still be fast asleep on floors
Churches bell ring with clear sign
Mosques offering loudly regain
The presence of almighty is felt and aired
People may know it is time for prayers to be offered
The poem is not to speak about what you do
How you do and in which way you feel true?
It is just an indication of lovely signal
That fortune may smile on its arrival
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Prayers Have Wings You Know
prayers have wings you know
it takes its time and moves slow
but each and every prayer is heard
though you may not hear a word.
the prayers are taken by our guardian angels
to the lord up above
who reads each one with caring and love.
he then puts it in the order received
and then satisfies every ones needs.
so when you say your prayers, day or night
it never leaves gods hearing or sight.
he is there to satisfy our needs
as long as we don't get that greed.
prayers (do) have wings you know
they do not stay in that place called limbo
where they can't be reached.
they are sometimes put in a box
that says incoming mail.
on this the angels do not fail.
so with this thought in mind
i'll leave you untill next time
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Morning Prayer Words
I hear Morning Prayer words
I think it is prevalent all over world
Somebody may call it 'Azan'*
Some one may call them 'Bhajan'*
It has definitely some meaning
A divine call from heart for winning
Love the fellow brethrens and pardon
For whatever they have unknowingly done
Why such places give us mental peace?
Why do we feel that we are at complete ease?
Is there no hidden message from our creator?
I bow my head whenever hear some prayer words in air
Our Muslim brethrens may be fasting this month
Holiest of holy month as it is called Ramadan
To purify the soul and pray for peace all over
'Allah -O-Akabar', almighty to provide the safe cover
Prayers have tremendous strength and hidden power
People offer it with sincere wishes and in rainy shower
Nothing moves them from commitment and resolve
With only request to grant confidence for it to solve
Whole religious places seem to be emitting lights
Each person dreams to have blessings right
Bow head in silence and seek for pardon
If all committed something wrong on someone
I know for sure that on one is perfect
But can not improve upon our acts?
Can we not become tolerant to mankind?
As has been seen recently that we have gone blind
'Shower on us peace and strength to withstand '
Any burden or trouble that we may be unable to stand
Provide the correct path with respect to each religion
Let some fresh air with fragrance blow in any region!
I visit holy Kaba* stone in my prayer
It provides me peace and acts as sooth sawyer
Likewise my heart bleeds when I find tears
When poor people in street painfully bear
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Sonnet XI: Tears, Vows, and Prayers
Tears, vows, and prayers win the hardest heart:
Tears, vows, and prayers have I spent in vain;
Tears cannot soften flint, nor vows convert;
Prayers prevail not with a quaint disdain.
I lose my tears where I have lost my love;
I vow my faith where faith is not regarded;
I pray in vain a merciless to move;
So rare a faith ought better be rewarded.
Yet though I cannot win her will with tears,
Though my soul's idol scorneth all my vows,
Though all my prayers be to so deaf ears,
No favor though the cruel Fair allows.
Yet will I weep, vow, pray to cruel she;
Flint, frost, disdain wears, melts, and yields we see.
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A mind dosn't rest
Why it happens all the time that mind doesn't rest?
Why all the time you try to come out as best?
Why you are on move and under going severe test?
Is life is made adventurous and differ from the rest?
Yes, it has to offer many explanations
There may not be startling revelations
It may have direct bearing on our relation
It puzzles everybody and posing a big question
We are human beings and attached with the sentiments
We get infuriated even with slight adverse comments
We settle it as quickly as possible and align with movement
We surprise them with our action and score at right moment
This is how we react angrily at our adversary
We go on planning for days and waste time unnecessary
We try to sooth it out but ill feelings still carry
This adds to tension and worry
We have revengeful attitude go for reprisal
We don’t wait satisfactory answer's arrival
We make hunt and go for immediate revenge
The defeat is taken as humiliation and wants to avenge
Good people may not opt for “tit for tat” attitude
This speaks of his sick mental status which some magnitude
Something forces him to act in haste
Life totally becomes different in taste
The bad company makes lot of impression
That is clearly seen and observed in your expression
You may cling to your ideas and suffer with obsession
You may not feel happiness even with nice possession
You may go in for quick retaliation on adversary
You may also not think it is necessary
Mind will remain occupied most of the time with rage
Body will be shaking in disbelief and unable to manage
We need complete balance of mind to live with peace
If we can succeed then it may help to reduce the tension and miss
It may take off our mind to another direction and rest
It may give momentary relief in mind at least
Revenge is not best form to show the strength
You can win adversary with friendly wave length
You can take personal ego one side and show some gesture
It may help to reduce tension in future
Let us not build trust on hatred
Never try to make other to believe in that or lead
Life can’t be compared with any body or injected into dead
It may definitely prove and rest all can be finely read
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Thank You
Thank you for everything,
May I dare to say something?
Not kind or unkind like thing,
Love is only kind we find in living being,
I was no where near sanity,
Neither thirsty nor felt guilty,
It was misconception to feel pity,
Kind heart with face so pretty,
Love can never be silly,
Can rose be ever being Lilly?
Rose is king of flowers,
No equal, parallel or answer,
Love is not kind to forget,
Always in mind and heart so set,
Nothing will matter or appeal,
Even offer marriage or idea I repeal,
May not be her true intention?
To prepare for initial prevention,
Never did she said or mention,
Her plan for permanent desertion,
Nothing goes as per scheme and plan,
Nor any body can put temporary ban,
Once it is not in our hands or luck,
How can we lament for loss or work?
I have firm faith and belief,
HE may grant me solace and relief,
I must stand and face,
No question of loosing the race,
I must refrain from accusing,
Stop on thoughts and arguing,
Pray for her comforts and stay,
Living far and far away,
Nothing can take away or demolish,
I may live and not perish,
Memory in mind always to cherish,
Task not easy and yet to finish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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First of all
First of all you should never cry
You must explore all possible means and try
There is something wrong in it if you feel shy?
You should not repeatedly ask for it and if at all why?
Who wants to stand by your side and share the grief?
Who wants to act as friend and precisely to be brief?
Why not give one trial for someone to rectify mistake?
Why not breathe peace at ease as possible energy intake?
It must remain deep rooted inside with complete calm
It may give strength all the time and do no harm
It will always remind you to come out of its shock
What else can we do except hearing sound in the clock?
It is of no use to guard it in walls of heart and mind
It may block the way of thinking for any solutions to find
It is better to avoid unpleasant matters to gain control
You must walk freely in the streets with easy mind and stroll
These things are essential for those who doesn’t want to fight
Meekly submit to unhealthy things and surrender the rights
Who prevents them to regain and restore the lost pride?
Is it necessary to live in shame and not to confide?
Whenever you prefer to cry for a moment and lessen the burden?
It will give you some relief as plant is watered in the garden
You may come out of shock and adjust to routine as usual
This is incorrect approach and need not be taken as casual
You must love to live with crisis
There is no logic behind or any thesis
How life can be different from any angle?
After all we are human beings and not animals from the jungle
We must have enough alternatives to reach the shore
Violence must be met with violence and not to abhor
It will be considered as giving away the rightful place
So we must stick to it and prepare for any eventuality to face
Tears should fall only when happiness is returned
It shouldn’t happen when faced with problem or offer is spurned
Tears can move cruel or strong hearted person
You should shed it only when you have enough reason
You may have good nature and tendency to forget
Don’t prove vulnerable to any of designs as weak target
You may have stand of your own and face the music
Events may turn in your favor or result as tragic
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Bitter words
Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling
It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before
Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer
It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say
We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press
Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive
It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain
Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense
Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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