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Spell Bound Magic

I was put on fire
The moment you left to admire
Taken me to task and she peeped into eyes
I lost the firm ground when she really tried

This was not at all new
As I had little idea about it and knew
I had no time to look at her
But this gesture on her part made me to bother

Was it clear attempt or trial to woo?
But whatever the case may be, it was true?
I started to have soft feeling
As she had shown inclination and was willing

She was preferring to be my woman
I was taken by surprise as his man
She might have thought it number of times
But it never crossed my mind at any time

I was sweating under cool moon
As if standing under the hot sun of noon
May be it was first experience to have come across
But any how it was somebody's gain and somebody's loss

'What are you thinking dear' she gently uttered
She was firm in her stand and offered
All that she tried to make me understand
Beginning of new relation and end as friend

As it generally happens in everybody's life
She was entering life as an ideal wife
I too had cherished the dream of having her
But had no courage to admit and offer

I took it as natural invitation
It was aimed at building new relation
I concurred and conceded to her desire
As it was now my turn for her to admire

It is like magnetic pull
Passion runs high and becomes full
The beginning is very dramatic
As eyes do all wonders with spell bound magic

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A beautiful Gul

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gul……flower

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A primitive desire

What is it that finds me in comfort?
Gives me joy without being hurt
I am lost in existing world
Feeling so much warmth without being turning cold

Was it ultimate goal to meet?
What pleasant exchanges when we greet?
It is like river rushing to see
Mad venture to merge with sea

Is it concealed desire to come on fore?
Did I not experience this before?
He was there all the time for me
I was feeling safe under tree

I could see something special in his eye
It was inviting all the time and not saying bye
I was getting mad at his invitation
It was developing very good relation

I shall surrender to his wish
I shall wait till he finishes
It shall be fulfillment of life’s desire
I still wait for him to come and admire

As he rolled into me with breathless zeal
There was nothing to stop or conceal
I was laid there as beautiful female
I felt it as if he was dominating male

I didn’t find it difficult to inhale
Breathless act did it all to excel
I was there to express it silently
It was natural to feel it gently

Life may be devoid of any pleasure
If it is not voluntarily and for sure
It is most sacred act to have been performed
It must be well intended and informed

As lifecycle goes on
All the way must be clearly shown
It is not pleasure for the second
it is considered as dip in holy pond

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful end

It was all not for me for free
There was hidden cause for me
I had very trimmed and attractive body
It might have drawn anybody

I gently made entry in club
All eyes were upon me as if trying to rub
It as not unknown to me but a fact
I was damn lucky to know and act

“Hello, I am here, how are you”?
I just roamed eyes and looked through
It was not all that sincere invitation
But of course an open offer for relation

“You can be my life or possibly a partner”
Even though I am new to this and beginner
Can that become reality very soon?
I replied that it can be done even this noon

He was damn happy and expressed gratitude
I like his behavior and attitude
It was open invitation and offer
I had no reason to go against and differ

I do not which way the ship may turn around
I have tried and very lately found
He may prove sometimes a reliable friend
The search has come to now at beautiful end

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone

One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free

You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out

The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead

One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck

You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped

You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase

You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way

It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anywhere you like

You suggested to me let us meet anywhere,

A place Where HE is not there,

We then will have enough freedom,

With close quarter and ruling the wisdom,

We exchanged so many pleasantries,

Life was to level with your words and commentaries,

No distance seemed between ocean and countries,

Neither mountains, hills nor any boundaries,

We had feelings for each other,

Relation still didn't grow any further,

Eyes met and said to one another,

Let us not forget this moment and bother

I prayed HIM sincerely for your hand,

He smiled and blessings lend,

I looked at you for further acceptance,

You okayed it without any insistence

Now I have enough courage and bold strength,

I could go and meet you at any length,

Is it not necessary to see each other before we marry?

Life' as challenge was to be understood and carry,

He was hesitant for slight moment,

I too did not allow him for single movement,

Slight delay was causing me some concern,

I was not prepared for sudden and any 'U' turn,

I offered my self for holy deal,

I was there for his wounds to heal,

With only condition for him to be real,

Waited for his approval for the final seal

What word was I expecting from his mouth?

I did not care whether he was from north or south,

I wanted firm commitment and promise,

Relation was to be permanent..................

I was not here for simple game,

He was not here for charge or fame,

it was an earnest attempt to do with sincerity,

What was at stake//////////? Nothing but simple clarity

I didn't know what all I did,

conscious very clear and didn't hide,

talks very clear and nothing to confide,

sincere desire with best offer to provide

I am not sure of what others might say
I want to have perfect guy in my way
He will come and grab me for ever
I want to rest on his solder forever

He must know what I am and what does it mean?
I can offer my complete conscience and lean
I want to know definitely and precisely learn
Will there be any treachery or any ugly turn?

He can be whole and sole for me
I may consider him as holy gift from thee
Since I know he is meant for my existence
I simply don’t worry for his continued absence

See to it that it is done with all good show
Allow me the freedom to mushroom and grow
I will stand all the taste of cruel wind
I stand there alone and you may find

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As the wind color our dream.....

waking is not the beginning of time, it’s the start of a
day; the end has just started another point, to a start, an
end to a new beginning of a wondeful and beautiful
moment of time

open up my eyes and waste no time to close, the day
has just started, and a glow of every memories never
return the passing moment of what was gone now, as it
has wondered each solitudes of time in the midst of
yesterday’s goodbye

such a dream, captured my past, dreaming to the
presence of my heart, pushing me to leave no cause to
surrender my day of what was yesterday’s gone,
happiness brought me to hold, to mirror of what was
the end, an end to scant and resolute the meaning of
you in my life

recollect my soul of the dream that i have to go, beneath
those vine of memories; cable my joy to reunite my joy
to the beginning of another moment to live in this
wonderful days of my existence, humble my dear heart to
rejuvenate the most exciting adventure of my moment
with you in my dream

passion as you takes the ruins of yesterday and brings
my beginning to stand with your wings of what the future
brings, the day of yesterday, is just a beginning of today
and the passing scene is what is to come for another day,
it’s today my dear

come take me to your rest and paint with your golden
brush the beginning of my life, always color as you’ll be
to sweeten the tomorrow's of today................

poem by Antonio Liao
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About magical spell

I was struck by magical spell
How snake could pull its victims so well?
Though it was an act of finding food
It looked spell bound and very good

The God has gifted us with strong urge
At an appropriate time it is shaped with surge
It is body attraction and plays its part
There is no special thigns to be taught or impart

It is coming with the passing of an age
It becomes imposible to manage
It is like suppressing and storing the needs in cage
It is critical but definitely delicate phase

The seduction is not all about irritation
It is often initiated by an invitation
When two young souls meet in isolation?
There is growing need for cementing the relation

It needs no provocation
There is always a desire and indication
The act is performed wih joy and without any suffocation
Still there exists a hatred and big question

It is not at all luring or drawiang some one in spell
It is sincere desire and person takes it as very well
Though it might have been magnetic pull with snake’s charm
It is natural and does in long run no harm

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Our First Time

We were young kids just learning about life.
But we found we had deep rooted feelings for one another
As we met to get together for the very first time
we gave each other a pecked kiss (our first)
We pulled each other close, and our hands held each others arms.
As we looked into each others eyes, there was a passion
Beginning to rise.
Our mouths joined together and we started experimenting
Our very first French kiss.
We felt our blood boiling to a high crescendo, and then
Crashing down like the waves against the shores.
Our mouths searching hungrily for more.
The kiss lasting for a few minutes, and the passion
And excitement taking control.
Finally I pulled away from her warm, soft, sensuous lips
And we stared into each others eyes again.
She slowly took her hands from my arms and started
To unbutton my shirt while looking me in the eyes.
My heart was pounding even faster now, as she took
Off my shirt, dropping it to the ground.
I in turn did the same thing to her blouse, removing it from her body.
She then removed my t- shirt leaving me bare chested.
I took off her bra, and we pulled each other closer
Where our chests were touching, and the heat and passion
Made us become as one.
I then unbuttoned her slacks, and let them dropp to her ankles
And started to remove them slowly.
She in turn did the same to me.
We looked at each other in our under wears and pulled
Each other close again.
Feelings and emotions that we never experienced before
Started to fill every part of our beings.
The blood pulsating thru our veins felt as if it was on fire.
Our hand caressing each other, exploring ever so gently.
Our lips joined together again in a kiss of passion and delight.
It was becoming harder to control our desires, and
The need for fulfillment.
I put my thumbs on the sides of her under wear and slowly lowered them to her feet, and removed them.
She did the same to me, slowly removing mine and taking them off.
Again! We embraced as our bodies became as one, moving
In unison in a slow moving rhythm.
Our loins on fire, burning with desire.
I lowered her to the ground as I continued looking into her eyes
And then I positioned myself above her in anticipation
Of entering her body and soul.
My blood to a boiling point, and my head feeling like
It was about to burst. I felt my legs and arms trembling
As I started to lower myself down and as I *****I *****

I woke up from this dream. A DREAM!

Ha-ha -life can be bad.

poem by Louis Rams
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Simple from distance

Simple from distance

We are happy and married couple
Held hand with trust to face all the troubles
Never to leave bond under any circumstances
As life had made us one by God and not by chance

Life seemed simple from distance
We hoped to sail through at once
Vowed not to mind and look at lapses
There may be many errors with full of misses

I looked at iron ups and down image of grill and understood the message
Life was meant to be a struggle with no smooth passage
Husband and wife was to face formidable challenges
Despite known ups and own in coming age

I held his hand tight and measured length
It was to be long and long horizon of earth
Quite illusive with deceptive appearance
We got to face and live with its presence

We smiled at each other and got on with good started
Life is definitely a big task with beautiful art
Even though heard about it from friends and relatives
We were firm in our stand and very selective

I reassured him from my side and promised
Life was knows to us and never surprised
Some of the things were bound to happen
Whether accepted with smile or pain even

I look forward towards sky and its family
How do they spend their time happily?
If they have romantic life with magic pull
Why can't we make life lovely and beautiful?

We are new to such magnificent start
Now I have become somebody's inseparable part
It must be my Endeavour to be faithful
As is the guiding stone to make it successful

I smile with full satisfaction
As it has added new dimension to the relation
We are only emissary of almighty to prove
That life is given to us to remain steady and move

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Time To Kill

Well, I was born on a dead end street
I'm cold blooded but I always felt the heat.
All my friend are dead and gone
If there's a hell, I'm one step closer to it
Somewhere I crossed the line
Somewhere I'm lost in time
I lost my soul and now I'm losing my mind
Time to kill I've had enough of all your lies
I've only got time to kill
I've seen the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
I spend my days counting bricks on the wall
And every night I hear those sirens call
I sink deeper into a convict's sleep
And dream about the day I'm gonna hit the streets
One time I cursed the man
He laughed and broke my hand
I'm gonna take that fist and make him understand
I'll make him understand
I've had enough of long goodbyes
I've only got time to kill
I feel the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
Y'know I always thought there was time enough
To win the game
But now I know times are rough
The seasons changed, times are strange
Somewhere I crossed the line
Somewhere I'm lost in time
I lost my soul and now I'm losing my mind
Time to kill I've had enough of all your lies
I've only got time to kill
I've seen the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
I've had enough of long goodbyes
I've only got time to kill
I feel the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill

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You want more

You want more and more
Where as I adore and explore
The time to spend with you alone
Even amidst strong wind and cyclone

It was your deep touch
Strong one and earnest as such
It had magnetic pull
Strong enough to make successful bid

It drove me crazy
Even though in life I was lazy
Never looked at your invite
Else it was strong enough to ignite

I prefer to go along
Even if proved many times completely wrong
But you were dug in firmly
An appeal that could be delivered sternly

It has gone in mind
Suitable place to find
Stay there permanently and reside
All matters gently to confide

You have mastered an art
With deliberate and careful start
You made me to sink and feel part
Stand taken by me to stand nullified and depart

I can't allow you to let go
As you have made smooth river water flow
It was from river flowing zigzag with nice blow
I swim deep and sink below

Now I feel what the love can create as an impact
It is watched with keen interest and kind act
To build permanent bond with firm relation
So nothing remains in doubt or question

Shall I hold you in my embrace?
Reassure you with promises on face
That we shall stand as one in future
Never to miss a single moment for sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A what n when

What language has to do?
When eyes speak through
what beauty has to do?
When eyes don’t see it in spirit true

what words have to do to comment?
When it lacks promise and commitment,
what appearance has to do?
When lacks understanding and inner beauty?

What are we here and meant for?
When don’t long for each other,
what do we care for and what aim in life?
When nothing to take care of except wife

what is use of promise if they prove hollow?
When said is undone and quickly forgotten to follow,
what we search and look for when life is moving very slow?
When nothing special in it then what is use of planting seeds to grow,

why all mystery is shrouded in it?
When there is eagerness to meet
No secret in it that I long for you
Would you mind it if it is made through?

You said once you don’t care for outer look
you need a partner and not very good cook
Yes, but certainly there is everything in it,
when you ask for it I shall bring everything to your feet

I believed in frankness and straight talk
It may prove easy and smooth while you walk
Life can’t be taken as simple journey with no commitment
It has to be there with aim and desire for fulfillment

You didn’t make it clear with your firm voice
I considered it as your willingness with choice’
I could read the message in your bright eyes
It was really inviting and no refusal or bye

I still awaited your oral admission
It was desire to go ahead with permission
Why couldn’t it be made smooth without any hitch?
It is after all key to success with hidden switch

It may miss true essence if not given fair trial
There may always be yes no or denial
It may still be worth exploring for final end
If not then whole life we can remain as true friend

Sometimes we are carried away by sentiments
We fail to exchange simple compliments
It lacks firm resolution and commitment
We let slip away the chance to regret or lament

I want it to happen in lovely and beautiful manner
The relation should be tightened with fine spanner
It is in our hands to make it worth and memorable
If it is done then it will be worth commendable

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A regret for love

I regret having loved you in life
I had considered you for the place as wife
I tried for you though time was not ripe
There were many proposals in pipe

You were in hurry to make holy deal
You in fact loved me in real
You wanted it to happen with official seal
I too desired or it and had urge to feel

It is nice feeling to have very good friend
Life seems at our feet and fast closing to an end
The final day has arrived and it is cherished dream
The sun has also blessed us with his direct beam

We lacked practical experience and went for it
We were mentally unprepared and unfit
It was not disastrous but just beginning
The day was coming to an end in the evening

We too started with bang
She revolved around me and sang
I did buy all her arguments and accommodated
She went in with complete zeal and adjusted

No joy mains permanent in life and there is show down
You may not like to see each other and very often frown
The love life is short lived and there comes many short falls
You are often irritated at guests and frequent unnecessary calls

You made it hell with narrow thinking
Everything was available and for asking
You made mess of everything and blew
You left me alone for nothing and flew

It was childish action and you considered it as play
It was altogether foolish man’s idea and way
It was hasty action and you waited for no longer
It is draining me down and I live as stranger

We had vowed to stay till the last
You lost your courage and stand very fast
You had doubted on very small things
I was loosing ground and feared for everything

I had all the passion for my lovely friend
I had kept on moving with fine trend
At no stage I tried to hurt your sentiments
You too had all pleasure with nice compliments

You had your way of dealing with the facts
I never went against it or badly reacted
You did not weighed its pros and cons
I still remain your lover and very fond

I tried to regret it very late
I did not buy the arguments that it was fate
How one can go in for it and relate?
I loved her so can’t go against or hate

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Reality With Desire

A reality with desire
No one else can admire
It may be subject to satire
Whole life can be on fire

But dream within ambit
The situation seems to be fit
Its elegance and joy
Full of excitement to enjoy

Have a desire
Try to make it real without putting life on fire
There is chance
You must try at once

Peace at heart
That can be called real art
It may give full indication
What can be the best relation?

Love to live with and enjoy
It can be enjoyed with lifeless toys even
We are human being and meant for all
Must see the reason and prevent the fall

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Natural flavor

You opened up like rose
Spread from all sides as you chose
I could sense your presence through nose
It smelt and spread because….

I wanted her along with natural flavor
As she was gifted with natural fervor
All qualities were with her nature
She was the one for which I was very much sure

She teased me by saying "no relation with you"
For a second I was taken back and believed it true
She had come so much close to me
Now I was in position to explain it free

I asked if she was ready to align with
She crushed her tongue in between the teeth
I got wind of it and accepted her answer
She was for it and acknowledged it as follower

It was not going from stated position
We were nice pair with good combination
Her beauty was like glittering gold with original shine
I felt my self very much lucky sailing in heaven

"Aisha" is my real name and stand for promise
You have not at all made sudden surprise
I was in need of gentleman who could take me along
Certainly I am confident and feel never to go wrong

For me relation is not for fun
I can't make everybody sing and run
I am faithful and wish the same
As man are not predictable worth the name

"I am prepared to join you in few days time"
She was bold enough to admit it any time
She needed my answer with firm commitment
I did not hesitate and consented within a moment

She may be relaxed now with my consent
She might have witnessed all the qualities present
I was sure to sail in her boat for life journey
Only needed one last blessings from the almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The End

The end of anything comes rather easy,
Time is not like a clock, time is freaky.
The sun does not come and go,
The moon does not come and go.
I doubt of the true shape of the sun,
Thinking about eternity is not fun,
And the moon and the earth are not round;
They are shapeless. We are bound
To fail exponentially and to succeed moderately.
Time never leaves, time is funny,
Unlike the clock, it follows a straight line,
Never stops, never breaks and is always fine.
Death is the end of the retirement,
It is the beginning of a new testament.
The end of something is the beginning of another,
Should we remember how many times
That the child has been a sophomore, a senior?
At birth, we were reminded by countless chimes
Of life, that there is an end to everything,
And there is always a new beginning.
The constant ending of matters sends the wrong message,
Always remember that life is a passage.
We move on from one state to another,
It is mind-boggling that we’re always thinking about the future.

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Full Moon Spell!

Today is full moon
So pretty she gaze
With beauty of her ray
Above the sky high
Oh my inner admire her so.....

Today is full moon
I caste my spell
Oh lady of Beauty
Full fill my entire wish
Come true and only true

Today is full moon
Please disregard my spell not......
Caste your beauty and light on me....
With all luxuriousness I need
For world to admire on the earthly thee

Today is full moon …..Everyone caste your desire spell 3times …….with sliver coin n water thee Oh lady of beauty, moon light fulfill my desire thee

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And more to yield

You did excel in every field
You had many trophies and shields
You did more and more to yield
Good place and reputation to build

You were very close to nature
I saw in you secured future
You showed me rainbow color
I have all reason to admire and adore

You offered me symbolic gesture
A rose to start with for surety to assure
I zoomed in your powerful hand
You were such a nice and natural friend

Nature too hinted me for very good spring
Cuckoo in garden sprang a surprise to sing
There was no need to offer ceremony for ring
I was flying high with powerful wings

Would we stay in same forever?
I wish you will try for it as permanent bond however
There existed no doubt this before
I am willing to go for it therefore

You make me to breathe fresh air
Let cool breeze blow and raise the hair
I shall hear no sound in the ears
I am natural bird and have absolutely no fears

I am blowing hot and cold
You were assertive and very bold
You whispered gently in ears and told
Grab me forcefully and firmly hold

I had almost everything to accept
Tears rushed in the eyes and I almost wept
I had found heaven in his bold move
He had thrown all cards for me to prove

I fainted for while and thought of an autumn
Spring may go off and it will follow in column
What was I to do to counter the fall out?
I brushed the idea as there was nothing to think about

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With A Kiss

Life begins with a smack on the ass
Followed by tears or a hardy laugh,
A celebration to a child entering into this world
Whether the recipient of this award be a boy or a girl.
As in this world when my child first arrived
I must admit, for his appearance I did cry,
But when he opened his eyes to this I must admit
I realized everything truly, begins with just a kiss.
And through my life as days did come
Sometimes so slow and many times on the run,
And in this life, be it that or be it this,
Everything truly, began with just a kiss.
There at the alter where I stood with my wife
Now my women she would be my life,
God made us one and that began it
Then everything for us, began with a kiss.
So as I entered and explored throughout my life
Entering with happiness and sometimes strife,
Sometimes my life, it is was either a hit or miss
But one thing again, everything began with just a kiss.

But then came along the sadden deaths
My heart was broken, and was full of regret,
I lost my father, and then my brother
And there left suffering, would be my mother.
And there where I stood I had only one reaction
Then to GOD and my soul, I made this one correction,
And around my bible I closed it with my fist
Everything I said, ends with just a kiss.
My reflection for life as it had changed
As washed away with the falling rain,
Hellos were farther, and goodbyes nearby
Less time for joy and yet more tears to cry.
Around my world It was a saddened place
Life was hurried and at a faster pace,
But one thing I understood, like a cheap magic trick
Everything in this life, ends with just a kiss.
As life comes at one, so fast and so furious
Some take it so easy and some do so serious,
Many take it simply and some take it with a risk
But one think for certain, everything ends with a kiss.

So as years will come and will past me by
I will look back with joy and wonders why,
As when a child is welcomed into this world
Or at a grave site, where a flag is unfurled.
In life's scheme there is either hellos or goodbyes
Along with the tears of joy, and or tears to cry,
And in this journey we understand the plan
We all try to grow to be the perfect woman or man.
But then comes sadness and then the sorrow
As we live for the day and never for tomorrow,
We welcome the plants in the summertime
As we say goodbye to the rain and hello to sunshine.
Life is though is always ending and or beginning
And souls of man are either rejecting or believing.
So when ones life is coming to the end
Will they remember in life where they have been.
But to myself I want to remember everyone in my life,
Whether they have came and or gone or still in my sight.
So now a solitary candle on my mantle I have lit,
As I have realize everything, either ends or begins with just a kiss.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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A need to afford

I can’t afford to remain off the guard with endless wait
I follow simple path and go straight
All worldly desires don’t appeals to me and fall on deaf ears
As if everything has been drained out with the passing of years

I remained on guard and thought to work on right
Considered rivals as friends and decided not to fight
Nothing went right as per plan and it failed to deliver
I still remained defiant in belief and firm believer

Let others try anything and go high and dry
I shall always look forward and try
May be that things may not turn to spring surprise
Surely it may not cripple the wings when sun rise

Life is really adventurous
It may prove hard and tortuous
All colors may not remain permanent and fade away
Darkness will be all over with the arrival of bright day

See the goal through clear vision
Expected the blasts through chain of fusion
Greatness may lie not with efforts to ignite but to defuse
Not to vitiate it further in a manner to confuse

Senseless thinking is worst enemy of human being
It may lead to misery and colossal damage to bring
Nothing can help is to retrieve it later on
Battle may be lost even if it is won

You stand firm in your approach
You may need no expertise or coach
You can clearly think of positive result
It may bring laurels and no more insult

Patience is mother of all success and main key
It is necessary to grow and water the tree
How can you expect tree to offer you the fruits
If you neglect the care remove the roots

One has to stand firmly on the ground
In search of new horizons to be found
It may lead to frustration and result in loss of the ground
You may find it later when finished with complete round

You must gather the strength and exploit it later
You may come to be known as statesman and baiter
It may grant you big name in the race
You may be able to assert it with pride and show the face

There is no need to show the laxity on our part
You may have to face shaky beginning from the start
Many may make attempt to stall your move or thwart
It will be glorious end if you integrate and not apart

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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