Stick bravely
I have yet to reach dead end
Some of the signals are sent
That may make you to come to the sense
Wise man will never get perturbed or feel tense
When that thought creeps in mind
You are in hurry for something to find
You try to get detached and wind up the show
As if the last warrant is issued for you to go
Some of the features are very silent
They are sensed and quietly felt
To some it may be rude shock
The sign of withdrawal after running out of stock
Everything is linked to live material
No one can come forward for any kind of denial
It is universal truth and must be feared
So far no one has challenged or dared
It is positive indication if you stick bravely
Otherwise it has been taken as very gravely
It is simply a stop indication for another world
But you may be alarmed a lot with developing cold
If you can assess on the past involvement
You may have no choice left than to lament
It past was so glorious and worthwhile
You may breathe your last with broad smile
Once you come out from fear syndrome
You will feel relieved and welcome
That the end is merely a ritual
It may come to any one as casual
Any living thing has to end one day
There is no alternative or way
Even the messiahs and prophets have gone after their mission
We are here to admit lapses and depart smilingly with admissions
It may give you no respite if you cry
It may also not give any relief if you feel shy
It may worsen the situation if you go simply blank
It will push you further if not already sunk
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A far end
I visualize the far end
It had always remained my trend
To thinks of foes and friends
To support and ready for good wishes to send
I have sensed the futility of such hunt
Life had remained difficult and bore the burnt
It has taught me to be tolerant and submissive
There lies humbleness in not to take but to give
Why is that I have been hunted all along?
I find it alright and absolutely nothing wrong
Why people offer me brickbats for simple song?
I am always with them finding nicely among
It may be nice way of repaying in their opinion
It may be best way to offer the opposition
I still find it right and best composition
It pays me well with my position
God has given me everything to feel happy with
I never have to express anger with closing the teeth
I go silently and meet the people with open smile
It gives me course and stand to walk for an extra mile
I might have not fared well with inner conscience
It might have been out of tune with its presence
Sometimes it proves deterrent if behaved in nice way
It is landing in trouble and dragging us away
It was sill long way to go and sustain
I did all possible to remain calm and maintain
It proved not to the extent possible
I always found it difficult and impossible
I lie with satisfaction on the bed
I find everything in flames and red
I know it will be just matter of time
I may be punished by some one for my crime
I breathe happily in peace with satisfaction
It is definitely a good sign and indication
You fear it most when reach to the dead end
It does not spare either foes or friends
There is no use to lament and cry
You should not back and ask why?
Neither there is any necessarily to feel bad
Nor is there any use to feel guilty and sad
It is universal truth that one has to depart
You try to retain nothing but impart
It will always give you inner happiness
It will grant you honor and closeness
I may look towards apostles with immense trust
It makes me feel good and it is really must
It will save me from possible embarrassment
I have prepared to leave the stage at any moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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History may be past
History may be past
Embedded in memory and may not last
It is glorious past with memorable events
Preserved with honor as unforgettable counts
As the things can be clearly seen in mirror
History will site you mistakes and errors
It may not repeat in near future or for times to come
We take pride for being a part and welcome
How many bloody wars have been fought?
Was peace not explored or sought?
Why so much bitterness about past?
Why still not coming to terms very fast?
How can I forget that number of times country was invaded?
How can that easily it be wiped out that in problem we were landed?
The poverty, helplessness and backwardness come before like picture?
Making me restless with burning rage at heart for future
I am for sure and everybody will share
You can not equate past with future
The present is in between to balance
It must be thought over and given chance
We can’t carry bitterness all along
History may not pardon us for pursuing wrong
If we had rich tradition in forgiving the evil and past
We must surely feel elated with very good start
We have witnessed hostility running in for decades
It has no reasons to be continued for indefinite days
Each passing day is proving costly and very deadly
We must learn lesson from it and end it immediately
It is invaluable treasure to have it as glorious history
New generation can take pride in not feel sorry
It is freedom and free environment that we intended to give
For our lapses they may surely understand forgive
History can be considered as past milestones
The present can not ignore it and consider as bye gone
We have come to stay here as inseparable part
Even thought it may be unworthy or glorious past
What does this indicate in particular?
Do we want to create the situation like similar?
It is thing of past and must be buried sincerely
We have to pick positive threads and weave it neatly
It will be great tribute to our elderly statesman
They left behind for us a rich and healthy tradition
It is for us to judge the past and shape the destiny
Time may force us to explain our conduct to many
It is our duty to preserve
Assess the situation and observe
Freedom and past must be close to our mind
Yet another similar situation always too find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, Knock
Oh knocks, knocks and knocks
Some signals come and certainly strike
Oh! I get perturbed and try to decode
It looks unusual and simply odd
I am hale and hearty
Everything runs smoothly with the blessings from almighty
But what is this reminding me all of sudden?
I fail to understand but it remains even then
I have everything with nothing to worry
Life, children and everything assures me not to feel sorry
But that thought again reminds me of departure
Oh God! What this message reminds me for sure
Is it the indication of reminder?
That I must use path finder
Take note of its uncertain nature
Then think of forcible feature
Yes, yes it has slipped out of my mind
The fortune has smiled at me and seems to be very kind
Why I think of its permanent presence?
When it is about to be temporary in its essence?
I got slight hint from the message
It must have been felt along with the age
Is it not the life compared to that of cage?
When one has to leave everything behind for others to manage?
I got the answer and wondered about its knock
It was timely signal to wake up before it was running short of stock
I was not to remain fully involved with attachment
Time had come to remain fully alive to enjoy the moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Past memory
How long person can live with past memory
To feel sad whole day and night with so much sorry
Adding tension, causing concern and worry
This is something one must avoid to carry
I come across many people with strong attachment
They cry whole day and pass pessimistic statements
It is nothing but creation of confused mind
No one can really go forward for solution to find
Smile is such thing and can be had for no cost
It is missing in most of the cases with real face lost
They find end of world with slight setback
Relation is soared with development of cracks
The face bears great sense of satisfaction
The smile is very good parameter for such action
It is reflected as very good sign
One must accept the fate and silently resign
The is loosing its flavor when detached from plant
No one can restore its charm the way it is wanted
Once broken from its link with no more hope
Everything goes wrong and it flops
The face remains swollen and complete barren
This does not take place or happen all of sudden
It has its roots from the emancipation of mistrust
Then there is left little scope for any kind of trust
Only true friends may have little time to listen to your woes
The sad tale may go unheeded or unheard even if it flows
It looses its relevance if you are not sure of what is in mind?
No one may give credence to your tale even if you are so kind
You must make choice for past and present
You can’t remain attached to past and remain physically absent
That state is not acceptable in its any form
You need complete change with attitudinal reform
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost and forgotten
Why are we so helpless and fear death?
It scares me even with idea of laying wreath?
What sort of sad scene to send tears down!
Person may be altogether lost and forgotten
God decided to introduce it as final resort
He did not think of any steps for person to deport
It was left to be decided by individual concern
Everybody was expected to come back or return
If it was left to person’s choice
Then he would never have preferred death or demise
He should have gone for all the remedies
Even would have created wall of children and ladies
God feared some thing of this nature may come up
The human being will not yield to any set up
Death could create permanent fear in the mind
So this was the easiest way of deterrence to find
Some day he may develop the sense of going closer
Pray for reprieve, donate generously and not act as miser
The wealth may create the sense of insecurity and force to seek
The blessings from the God before he may start falling sick
Not all the wealthy, influential or powerful men fear death
There is no discrimination mentioned in any of the faith
Names are given with different indication but meaning same
They will be shocked to find it when finally come
Those who surrender and wish to lead happy life
May matter less to them if caused by nature, sickness or edge of knife
This is only cycle that has been made for all
Even Prophets, Messiahs and even lord had to respond to the call
This is formidable weapon and most dangerous
It sways, stays and plays havoc continuous
No one can dare to take extreme steps in anticipation
Either it has full commitment or enough participation
Think for a moment the unruly scene in the absence of death
No one will be afraid of any consequences including wrath
The human will kill human and keep under domination
As he will have no fear of answering any question
The death of near one makes him to wonder little
For a moment he will be shocked and feel unsettled
This will make him feel the futility of life as such
He may get wind out of it and involve not much
The person can be purified with little admission
Guilty feeling may push him toward confusion
If can surrender or feel so towards the end
There may be enough of scope to feel sad and mend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ppl will only want to hear what they want to hear
why do i feel like,
there something wrong with me,
i don't feel normal,
i take it out on myself,
thinking,
there must be something i can do,
but i fail to find an answer,
i had opened up to ppl,
some pretend to not care,
but still ask what's wrong,
it becomes so much,
i just stop explaining,
why explain,
when you know it isn't what,
they want to hear,
you are only wasting breathe,
some ppl listen,
but try to fix me by telling,
there nothing you can do,
stop living in the past it won't not help you,
how do you tell somebody,
who have been running from there past,
to not return and learn from it?
it makes no sense,
to not deal with a problem,
that changed my life,
in more ways than i can say,
is just the last thing,
you would want to tell a person.
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Children Need A Helping Hand
(featuring various artists)
Children need a helping hand
Children need a promise land
Let the children feel again
That love is alive
Children need a helping hand
Children are so innocent
Make this world a wonderland
So give us a sign
So give us a sign
Children have a heart of gold
Sometimes they feel alone and sold
They need someone to be around
Reach out
A helping hand
So many children dont know what to do
cause no ones there to guide em through
Were living in a world so cold
Dont make them sad and sold
They need a helping hand
Children need a helping hand
Children need a promised land
Let the children feel again
That love is alive
That love is alive
Children need a helping hand
Day by day
Children are so innocent
Show them the way
Make this world a wonderland
Join us and stay
So give us a sign
So give us a sign
Children, need a helping hand
We are all called to change
Into a world of hope
Without war, without pain
Children do have fantasies
The thoughts of far away and free
Dreamin of a wonderland
They live
In a childrens world
We could live in perfect harmony
Wonderland could be reality
Without war and without pain
And no one dies in vain
Thats the promised land
Children need a helping hand
Children need a promise land
Let the children feel again
That love is alive
That love is alive
Children need a helping hand
Day by day
Children are so innocent
Show them the way
Make this world a wonderland
Join us and stay
So give us a sign
So give us a sign
Children wanna find their own way
Gettin stronger day by day
Children have a heart and soul
Dont let them live without a goal
Children, make the world go round
Dont destroy what they have found
Set an example be consequent
Be confident with a helping hand
Children need a helping hand
Children need a promise land
Let the children feel again
That love is alive
Children need a helping hand
Children are so innocent
Make this world a wonderland
So give us a sign
So give us a sign
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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I may miss her
It left a deep scar on mind
I was in pain to feel and find
The naked truth about reality
The very much essence of life and quality
In young age if someone deserts
It does have little effect of flirts
You are not matured enough to feel pulse
You always want new and something else
I was pushed in corner at sudden departure
She was no more with me to endure
All my pains and agony to be shared
We both had challenged and dared
I would ask her jokingly about death
“Who will lay the floral wreath?
What would you do in such situation?
She would feel pain urge for discontinuation
No one is immune from death or immortal
It may be natural, simple one or fatal
This fact is known to all and almost dreaded
Any advice in this regard is silently heeded
It was ample proof of our happy stay
She was in good state of health and never went away
Not a day would have passed that she not beside
I felt so much elated to find her on my side
It was pleasant to say good bye daily
It was done in a good faith to find her happily
She would glance at all the members of the family
I too would smile at her and acknowledge it gladly
I never thought end may come soon
I used to walk miles in the burning noon
With the only hope that I will have to rush
As I had seen her last in morning with brush
She will keep everything ready for next day
Ad I had forgetful nature all the way
It was her routine to make it doubly sure
I was careless about next day or future
Such happy days won’t be back again
She is not likely to come back and regain
As she was laid there motionless and dead
I could still see worry on her face and read
I felt as if she would speak something
Though she was nowhere to miss anything
I was left behind to take care of everything
She was heavenly abode for nothing
I know it is inevitable part
Every living thing has to depart
It is destiny and ruled for all
No one can escape divine call
I will not cry over her death
As I have full trust and faith
Even though she has left early
I may miss her very dearly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Enough
If I woke up late
Couldn't get out of bed
If I bought you a café latte instead
If I lied when I said 32 inches was the size of my waist
And if I admit every once in a while
Even though I dig alternative style
Occasionally I can be caught dancin' to Brittany
And can I confess
That art house doesn't turn me on
But I like every single thing that Speilberg's done (Except A.I.)
Could I be good enough
Could I be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell that could be good enough
Where I grew up
The rent was cheap
But we always had enough to eat Didn't have fancy clothes
I never really cared coz there were shoes on my toes
And motherly love
I knew it like the back of my hand
She always had a way to make me understand
I could be good enough
I could be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell me that could be good enough
Coz I don't know which way this road is gonna turn
But I know it's gonna be fine
But there are some days no matter how much I've learned
That the road gets tough
And I don't feel good enough
But if you're giving me some of that loving
Could you pass some over
Let me cry on your shoulder and tell me baby
I could be good enough
If I lost my job
And my hair fell out
If I made no sense
And I scream and shout
Would you laugh at me?
Never take a word I say seriously And if I'm out in the cold
Waiting in the back of the line
Too afraid to drop my name for fear of decline
Could you tell me I'm good enough? Could I be good enough?
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I've got
Baby tell me that could be good enough
I need to know that I could be good enough
Because everybody wants to feel good enough
Show me baby
Tell me
Come on a prove it baby
Give it to me
song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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Electric
(john farrar)
From the beginning I was on to you
But like a magnet I was drawn to you
Dont leave me waiting here in the dark
Switch off the static of a broken heart
Were holding a live wire,dont let it go
Not before you know-
You make me feel electric
You turn everthing on
You make me feel electric
Your connection is strong
You make me feel electric
I dont want it to stop
You make me feel electric
Im still in shock
Its not your look thats getting through to me
Its what your human hands can do to me
You have a power to shake me up
Your touch is all it takes to wake me up
Were holding a live wire,dont let it go
Not before you know-
You make me feel electric
You turn everthing on
You make me feel electric
Your connection is strong
You make me feel electric
I dont want it to stop
You make me feel electric
Im still in shock
I never thought Id want this kind of affection
You are the exception-oh no
Ah,you make me feel electric
You turn everthing on
You make me feel electric
Your connection is strong
You make me feel electric
I dont want it to stop
You make me feel electric
Im still in shock
You make me feel electric
You make me feel electric
Your connection is strong
You make me feel electric
Im still in shock
You make me feel electric
You make me feel electri-i-i-i-i-c
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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A cuckoo in morning
I failed to notice the cuckoo in morning
The cool breeze simply sent me warning
It never happened in the past
I failed to recollect when it was last
I was desperate to find lovely bird
She was all the time heard
It was making pleasant sound
There was good or nice to be found
Cuckoo had made great impact in my mind
I was all out for her to find
She entered quietly in life as very kind
I was almost sunk and gone blind
Well, that was her way to remain defiant
The weather was cool but she was absent
There was no melody or sweet voice to be heard
She had gone for ever as I had feared
Some people are missed and they strike often
The memory may emerge and make sad sudden
It is natural to miss certain golden moments
It has its relevance with some movements
Nothing remains standstill or creates vacuum
We only feel bad and simply assume
The saddest part may often emerge and unseat
You often feel guilty and express desire to meet
Love is desired but not deserved
It is to be distantly seen and observed
It can’t be kept in cage or reserved
It is to be felt from within for the purpose to be served
It may not resurface even if you go for
There may be constant struggle or war
It is pitiable condition that you miss
We always hope to realize the wish
Something can’t happen over night
You may not assume it very right
It has bearing on your mind and heart
It had definitely made a good start
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love and hate
I failed to understand your love and hate game
Neither should I try to follow it nor to blame
Since you have not said it openly or put me to shame
I shall give you no chance for another charge to frame
I clearly see no visible lines
There is hardly appearance of happy smiles
You try to show nothing on your face
I feel threatened and surely out of race
I over heard you saying to some of the friends
You were cautious but not unimaginative with trends
It was not your style to give up so easily
As you had dreamed of to pass it of happily
This all proved to me very much puzzling
I was not happy even with slow rain and dazzling
It appealed me nothing but added concern and worry
I thought something unusual may happen to feel worry
You may have your own reservations
But I was unaware of any such indication
I could go up to certain level but not to desired depth
It was driving me nuts and uneasy to take even breathe
I could hardly dare to venture into shining eyes
It was very bright as if showing colorful butterflies
I could find no rain or any kind of rainbows
But yes it had so much magnetic pull to show
You stood there restless with full of pain
You were sure of emptiness in my brain
She gathered the strength and sent me smile
I did not waste a second to walk for mile
We were hand in hand and moved ahead
Some one was sure to provide the lead
Even thought I had failed to grasp or read
She was fully alive to the situation and not dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Position
I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention
How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart
It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry
Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles
Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition
What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find
Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences
It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess
You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find
Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over
I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind
This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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So U Think U Can
Break the ice, break the silence
Keep the spirit, keep the word.
U ‘ll leave behind the signs
Know no man by birth is lord
So if u think u can
Give the thought a positive turn
Thy shall then stand tall of all men.
The way u see things
Is the way u try doing
Now give ur views the wings
And air, ur way should be moving
So if u think u can
Give ur views different flight
Thy shall then fly above all men.
Break the cloud of fear
Always that stops u to start
Know everything can happen here
& a silly fear cannot stop pulling cart
So if u think u can't
Give ur fear a thought
That it can never stop a start.
Stop right away those tears
Know they don't wash any fear
Before u see ur life wears
Build up hope and freeze those tears
So if u think u cant
Give ur tear that kind of feel
That comes when u had happy meal.
Know a thought of CAN is hindered
When u r silent and visioned
Know a thought of CAN'T is killing
When u r in a tear or in fear,
That hides the way u can hear…
the job u think u CAN………………
poem by BhanuPrakash Singh
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In Past Years
Go back to your some of the best events in past years
Think of the past incidences where you had not landed ears
What would have happened if you had acted wise at that time?
The situation might have turned different sometimes
What is tempting you to go blind?
Why do you not see it reasonable and find?
That it had been told you to be careful
As precondition to emerge as successful
Not only this, you might have got rebuff
As you had failed to prove it as bluff
You had no reason to feel ashamed
As it was thought over and planned
Past definitely gives us some clue
To face bravely and come out of blue
Some of things might have been true
But short cut was needed to go through
Wealthy and successful people can afford to analyze
They have enough time and sources to summarize
They can evaluate, put aside or simply categorize
The work is done with efficient ways without reason to antagonize
Even though the cloak can not be reversed
Yet the time lost can be recovered and fully assessed
The loop holes can be filled with accurate input
Many sideways can be eliminated or simply cut
It is possible now for you to come with bold strategy
It may prove full proof system against any bogey
It will stand fast against any onslaught
As changes are positively thought over and brought
Sit in night to some reserved position
Look back with positive thoughts for future composition
Nothing can go wrong if thought over in advance
The success may elude you not even once
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Life Through His Eyes
The world we live in.
Is so full of lies.
The bad things we do.
We rationalize.
It's all condemnation.
Instead of conviction.
The truths of the world.
Become our contradictions.
We embrace the bad.
Push away what is good.
We do what we want.
Rather than what we should.
Two wrongs make a right.
Revenge served up cold.
The devil grabs tight.
We can't break his hold.
So we do what seems easy.
Not what is right.
It's a steep uphill battle.
So we give up the fight.
Don't look up for help.
Keep your eyes down below.
The devil reminds us.
To make us feel low.
I challenge my brothers,
And my sisters too.
To turn your old life.
Into something brand new.
For He will convict us.
And make us complete.
His glorious victory.
Is Satan's defeat.
He'll show us the truth.
Turn what's dark into light.
What once made us blind.
Will give us new sight.
The things that seemed hopeless.
Will be within reach.
The cloth that was soiled.
Now whitened with bleach.
So what's there to lose?
A life filled with pain?
He'll show you you never.
Have to feel it again.
I speak from experience.
I walked down the path.
My life of my sins.
Was my life of His wrath.
So I asked Him to help me.
And that's just what He did.
The lies that I lived in.
Became the truths of His bid.
He's made my life easy.
Even when things are tough.
The greatest of sailors.
Learn on seas that are rough.
For my father knows best.
He's the author of life.
He will give abundance.
To a world full of strife.
Don't live in denial.
His truths are not lies.
But you'll never know this.
Until you see through His eyes.
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May surely cease
It pinched me internally to tease
I feared heart may surely cease
It was not behaving as usual
I tried to look normal and take it as casual
No it was not normal type unrest
I forced me to think as far as best
It did not help me either way
I was drawn in some game and pushed away
I tried to brush it aside
The concept was agreeable but very wide
I had remained aloof from such feeling
This one had come unexpected and willing
Each part of the body worked in normal fashion
Though whole body preferred relaxation on cushion
This was happening in cool and peaceful night
The heart may not allow having rest without her sight
I feared something may happen at odd hours
The eyes had exchanged greetings at doors
It was coming like fresh scene in the mind
Where was peace to sleep and next day to find?
The arms were ticking away silently in clock
It was assumed correctly what will be in stock?
It was not speeding to get rid of silent night
The good man in me was simply lost without any fight
I shall definitely ask about the dark magic
I could not find anything behind as logic
It was simply a surrender to open invitation
I could well guess and judge the indication
I was briefed by senior friends about down fall
They cautioned me to go slow before responding the call
I knew it was impossible to respond in such a way
I was drawn closer and nearer without any say
It compelled me to thinks about great world wars
They could have been averted and pushed very far
Had this merchant of deaths smelt a peaceful rose in varieties?
The fragrance might have traveled across and beyond boundaries
I felt certain divine force behind such feeling
Though inwardly it was weakening and killing
No one can deny the tremendous thrust behind
It was felt bodily even with gentle push from wind
I was forewarned of dire consequences if went ahead
The fear was not totally miscounted but certainly read
It was not easy or simple cake walk
There was meaningful and serious talk
I am totally swept away in flood
Heart has wept and affected the flow of blood
May be that I have come across with full knowledge
It is need of an hour to have been experienced by young age
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Breaking The Chain
To find my spirit, is to free my mind.
My mind tells me what I want.
My spirit tells me what I already have.
What is pleasing to the eyes,
Is poison to the spirit.
Love things and use people.
Give the power to a thought,
Leaves me powerless.
My mind wants control of all.
My spirit says I must control myself.
For it is all I have the power to do.
If I fear I am sick,
I can will myself to feel sick.
Even though I am really well.
I live according to my fears.
My life is surrounded by my giant.
I cannot breathe.
I am suffocated, by what I imagine.
I think what once was, still is.
I fear for my future, based on my past.
I cannot move forward,
If I am constantly held back.
By the chains of my mind that bind me,
I can only be at one place at one time.
My past or my present.
If I hold on to both,
One hand on my past, one on my future,
They each pull me in opposite directions,
Leaving me torn.
Let go of the past.
Grab a hold of the future with both hands.
It's will to be a wild ride!
With my mind, all things are probable.
With my spirit, all things are possible.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Jonas & Ezekial
I left my anger in a river running highway 5
New hampshire, vermont, bordered by
College farms, hubcaps, and falling rocks
Voices in the woods and the mountaintops
I used to search for reservations and native lands
Before I realized everywhere I stand
There have tribal feet running wild as fire
Some past life sister of my desire
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
Steady now and dont come out
Im not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose turn is it anyway?
Anyway?
Now when I was young my people taught me well
Give back what you take or youll go to hell
Its not the devils land, you know its not that kind
Every devil I meet becomes a friend of mine
Every devil I meet is an angel in disguise
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
Steady now and dont come out
Im not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose angel are you anyway?
White - chain - rope - fear
(hush my darling)
Be still my dear
A bullet in the head, now hes dead
A friend of a friend, someone said
He was an activist with a very short life
I think theres a lesson here - he died without a fight
In the war over land where the world began
Prophecies say its where the world will end
But theres a tremor growing in our backyard
Fear in our heads, fear in our hearts
Prophets in the graveyard
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
Steady now and dont come out
Im not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose turn is it anyway?
Jonas and ezekial hear me now
Steady now I feel your ghost about
Im not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose angel are you anyway?
I said theres prophets in the graveyard
(now I walk in beauty)
Prophets in the graveyard
(beauty is before me)
Prophets in the graveyard
(beauty is behind me)
(above and below me)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Breathe
Twenty-seven times I paint the city in lights
Now I changed my mind
I was living fast now I'm running on empty
And I feel yeah I feel
You're gonna go, let me go
Breathe, and I breathe
It's bitter without you I can't live without you
And I'm in love with you
Stood the test of time
Though I treated you rough you were always kind
I let my head rule my heart now I'm feeling so lonely
And I feel it's the deal
You're letting me go gonna go
Breathe and I breathe
Hollow without you I can't live without you
And I'm in love with you
Breathe I believe
Empty without you I can't live without you
And I'm in love with you
Breathe, and I breathe
It's bitter without you I can't live without you
And I'm in love with you
Breathe I believe
Empty without you I can't live without you
And I'm in love with you
Breathe I believe
I can't live without you I can't live with you
And I'm in love with you
song performed by by Erasure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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