Terrible days ahead
Think of terrible days ahead
Before eyes can believe or you are dead
You may go with jute bag full of money
Return with small bag items of essential commodity
Days are not far off when you will have no time
To think about past, present or future sometimes
You would love to cry in one corner of home
Which was built once by you but no one will be ready to welcome
Love is on decline and affection already in vapor
Old people are neglected and have lost honor
In their own home they live like alien
No affinity or attachment or clear lien
You will find man kills man
Woman hates woman and so human to human
Race may become extinct if it continues same
We are solely responsible for it and to be blamed
The prices are sky rocketing
It is impact is in lime light and daily debating
Poor may suffer and middlemen may vanish
For them nothing will be left for fight to finish
Bread will be snatched from your lovely hand
Such will be dreadful scene and visible in trend
As life then will be proved as burden
The change may call all of sudden
I am not pessimist but indication is clear
One must think positive but with coming of fear
The situation is so much alarming
For the whole of mankind surely harming
Floods and earth quakes take heavy toll
Now cyclone creates stir with threatening call
Most of the parts are flooded with water
I fear the scene of universe may suddenly alter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Well in advance
The destiny is decided well in advance
No one can alter or change it t once
It has to sooner or later surely to come
We have no option but to welcome
Since that has been and is understood by all
Why unnecessarily end the life without its call?
Why in despair we count each moment to come near?
Why has such things gripped our mind with fear?
Human life is not assured in another birth
Not even any body has knowledge of death
We have to breathe till the last as destined
It is clearly understood and well defined
No one may want to deliberate
No one has any insight to narrate
It is purely coincidence that we are human
It is by chance that we are called man or woman
The role is to be played by as willing soul
It may remain as full of error or foul
Yet one must try to act as honest as possible
You need not fear much and allow feet to crumble
You must carry whole burden
It has not come all of sudden
It is meant to be borne by an individual
As it is just routine and must remain casual
We are mere symbol bones and muscles
Yet life is full of wrangles and all tussles
It is just a Skelton and each part countable
Make it to stay in race as far as possible
It will have full identity till the death
People may pay homage with lying of wreath
The show is over and your are thing of past
The moment you have missed the bus and breathed last
It is compared to simple bubble
It can be at any time in trouble
Everything is synchronized with uncertain timing
You are there as long as you are in full tuning
You may carry only well wishes
So many human bodies daily perish
The life span is not at all taken into consideration
The aim is achieved with self motivation
It is hard to live with all sort of inconvenience
Others can be made comfortable with our little lenience
If we have problems then it should not be passed on to others
They have their own life to look after and bother
So let us take it as challenge
It is universal fact that it may end with age
Still we can make fine imprint on page
Love should rule and not the hate with rage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
We always pray
In critical days we always pray
Come together and search for the way
Think of an ordinary man very poor
When time nears to be pushed at the door
Hunger makes you sense the value
How a person can understand and review?
Search for inner instinct and respect others
How then it brings the ideas to come closer?
Love the way as we are all destined
Situation may alter as never imagined
In pain and distress we gather the strength
Think of lines which has same wave length
We feel the pulse and cry along
Render the help if something went wrong
Devastation and damage bring tears in eyes
We never go into question and ask any why
This is beauty of human being
Poor and rich rush to bring
All possible help to reach at the end
To avoid the curse, take vows to change the trend
Nature is kind so we have learnt
Houses to be built but not to be burnt
Bread to be provided and not snatched
Run to the rescue and not merely watched
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In Uncertain Times
With a heavy heart I’ve implored, help and direction from my Lord,
In this present time, very dark ahead, I look unto The Lord instead,
With so much present uncertainty, the future is not so clear to me,
So my God’s favor I will entreat, as His Love and Mercy is replete.
For me, it’s God who will provide, while in God’s Grace I do abide,
Grace sufficient for all His own, guiding believers from His Throne,
Always, our Lord, Christ Jesus, is the One, Who sustains all of us,
For God’s honor and His praise, as He leads us through our days.
These days, faith in Christ is a must, when in God I place my trust,
Who alone has the perfect plan, for each and every believing man;
His plan for me may not be clear, but as God’s child I needn’t fear,
As God’s plan is to prosper me, in ways, today that I may not see.
About those things I don’t know, to The Lord, my thoughts will go,
Reminding me of days gone by, when Christ led me from on High,
Through those times, dark as night, with God’s Word, as my Light,
Remembering times of the past, my present cares, to God I’ll cast.
And so with Him, Who changes not, God alone, Who casts my lot,
While on this path, I must take, I know, my God makes no mistake,
So I look not to man, but to Christ, Who is the Author of all my life,
And knowing Christ as my Lord, my heart, once again is reassured.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
Last advice
Papa was looking at the ceiling
As wanted to pass on something
I could guess something unusual
He was quiet and looked so casual
He had sensed his departure in advance
He may be surely debating his last chance
To see everybody standing by his bed side
The may be bide adieu with eyes wide
Normally relative gather when end nears
Secretly cry and shed the tears
It is normal human feeling with attachment
Sad feeling at heart and heavy moment
I did not miss his last advise
He had taken from me a promise
That I shall remain alert and act wise
"In this world there is no other choice" he had confided
I miss those moments and remember his face
There were visible fear lines with some traces
He had some unfilled task for me to complete
He took my hand with grief and tried to greet
This made my heart down with grief
Even though he spoke little and remained brief
We all were sure that this time he will be gone
I prayed almighty for his last breathe to be peacefully done
All parents are alike when their end approach
They may want all relatives near to bed as such
They would see it with all kind of satisfaction
Look all over places at home with recitation
We are poor human animal
There is so much celebration upon our arrival
When time comes at last for departure
They remember God and pray as creator
I slipped deep in the thought
As this was new situation and suddenly was brought
I was new to such tragic event
Unforgettable in whole life to resent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Woman Power
Youve heard of woman nation,
Well, thats coming, baby.
What we need is the power of trust,
That its coming.
Youve heard of the law of selection,
Well, thats how were gonna do it, baby.
We allow men who wanna join us
The rest can just stay by themselves.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
Two thousand years of male society,
Laying fear and tyranny.
Seeking grades and money,
Clinging to values vain and phony.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
Do you know that one day you lost your way, man?
Do you know that some day you have to pay, man?
Have you anything to say, man, except
Make no mistake about it, Im the president, you hear?
I wanna make one thing clear, Im the president, you hear?
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
You dont hear them singing songs,
You dont see them living life,
cause theyve got nothing to say, but
Make no mistake about it, Im the president, you hear?
I wanna make one thing clear, Im the president, you hear?
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
You may be the president now,
You may still be a man.
But you must also be a human,
So open up and join us in living.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
In the coming age of feminine society,
Well regain our human dignity.
Well lay some truth and clarity
And bring back natures beauty.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
Evry woman has a song to sing,
Evry woman has a story to tell.
Make no mistake about it, brothers,
We women have the power to move mountains.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
Did you have to cook the meals?
Did you have to knit?
Did you have to care for life instead of killing?
Theres no mistake about it, sisters,
We women have the power to change the world.
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power! (woman power!)
Woman power!
Woman power!
Woman power! (woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
(woman power!)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Ritual
Tantras: the ritual seven notes of freedom to learn and to know the ritual of
Life. life is a fight between sources of evil and pure love. alan and chris
Present and relay the struggle out of which comes a positive source. nous
Sommes du soleil. we are of the sun. we can see.
Nous sommes du soleil we love when we play
Nous sommes du soleil we love when we play
Open doors we find our way
We look we see we smile
Surely daybreaks cross our path
And stay maybe a while
Let them run, let them chase
Let them hide between
Constant doors will open eyes
As life seems like
Life seems like a
Fight, fight, fight
Maybe i'll just sing awhile
And then give you a call
Maybe i'll just say hello
And say maybe that's all
Hurry home as love is true
Will help us through the night
Till we're coming home again
Our life seems like
Life seems like a
Fight, fight, fight
Catch as we look and use the passions that flow
As we try to continue
We receive all we venture to give
Maybe we'll just stand awhile
And surely we can call
Dreams are said to blossom courage
Constant to the soul
Change we must as surely time does
Changes call the course
Held inside we enter daybreaks
Asking for asking four
The source
The source
The source
Sent as we sing our music's total retain
As we try and consider
We receive all we venture to give
All we sai is our
Soul constant sight listener
We won't tender our song clearer
Till we sail
Then i will be there
And i will be there
As clearer companions
Shall call to be near you
They move around tell me that
Move around surely sing
As they don't seem to matter at all
At all at all
Hold me my love, hold me today call me round
Travel we say, wander we chchoose love tune
Lay upon me, hold me around lasting hours
We love when we play
We hear a sound and alter our returning
We drift the shadows and course our way on home
Flying home
Going home
Look me my love sentences move dancing away
We join we receive
As our song memories long hope in a way
Nous sommes do soleil
Hold, me around, lsting ours
We love when we play
Nous sommes do soleil
Nous sommes du soleil
Nous sommes du soleil
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fragile
Life so fragile that one time
.... so long ago before i even had tasted a lime
when i thought i hated music and rhyme
i decided my whole future in one moment
i did not know that i did
but because of that moment i will suffer so much more then when i hid
now its here
no one to call my dear
its not the fear
that keeps me from shows affection now
holy cow
i cant share affection with anyone anymore
i know i will be something people will abhor
there has to be a way back affection and love
so far keep me down so i cant fly like a dove
but they keep the rope far away too
people like you
make me not want to do it
shoot whatever you say.... im still stuck in the pit
does love have to end
is my heart beyond the time i could mend
i dont know what love is.... not because
i have never been shown love.... but because i cant give it...
poem by David Knox
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Look back with
Look back with
Gone are not the days
But not the memory of un-parting ways
How were those days of prime importance?
We never missed them even at once
What were we doing in those golden moments?
Looking at sky as if made pair in heaven and sent?
Never to miss company even for a second
Swim likes fishes in transparent pond
Whole colorful world to enjoy and see
Hand in hand and roam very free
No fear and mistrust any time
Little sweet fight in evening sometimes
What may leave behind for our children?
A nice forecast of future all of sudden
Even this companionship is not realized yet!
We dream and decide the ultimate fate
Calm and cool nights help nothing
Yet transmit signals for something
See the days in life bright and sunny
Smile always and try to be funny
Take everything in challenging mood
Don’t be burdened with bread and food
Search for common but permanent roof
That may make days wonderful with full proof
When children may notice our departure?
It may remind them to make life secure
Our gray hairs may make them to feel
The shows are to be staged and not attempted to steal
Even if you try to be little human
Prove worthiness of man of woman
It shall be leaving behind a trail of significance
That may speak of volumes not attained by chance
What are past, present and future?
Until you make them live and assure
either you add rainbow colors or keep blank
No one may question but certainly not thank
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Search your own way
You have to search your own way
I am creator but stay far away
I have put mild heart to feel pulse
To create love and hatred to repulse
I am the one to take care of universe
To help in averse or condition of reverse
Yet the major onus is on human being
Whether he is very poor or king
I loved at small creation
It was meant for happiness and recreation
Are you sure you made it worth living?
With firm belief and really believing
The life has been really made hell
Nothing goes as per order or very well
We have made it as hunting ground
People are butchered and their bodies lay around
The life done away with slight pretext
The grudge is built without any context
Love has taken back seat and rules dark scene
Mistrust and anarchy is routine and daily scene
I had simply sought the lovely universe
Man and woman to live in with peace
Spread the message of love and harmony
This can be the only dream and must be realized by many
I am invisible but seen and claimed by hardly few
It is not that difficult to come near and have full view
I can be seen in smallest or in giant creatures
They all look towards me for secured future
I disappoint nobody and rush to rescue
Everybody gets what has been really due
I make no difference as I am part
Bring them to point when they try to cheat and depart
I have only regret and make it know or let
Let them remember the truth and not forget
What has been seen around is like mirage
That will disappear soon with passing of an age
You have no option but to fall in line
The real power is supreme and divine
It is the fact and must be borne in mind
So learn to live with peace and be very kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fear
Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive.
Fear of falling asleep at night.
Fear of not falling asleep.
Fear of the past rising up.
Fear of the present taking flight.
Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night.
Fear of electrical storms.
Fear of the cleaning woman who has a spot on her cheek!
Fear of dogs I've been told won't bite.
Fear of anxiety!
Fear of having to identify the body of a dead friend.
Fear of running out of money.
Fear of having too much, though people will not believe this.
Fear of psychological profiles.
Fear of being late and fear of arriving before anyone else.
Fear of my children's handwriting on envelopes.
Fear they'll die before I do, and I'll feel guilty.
Fear of having to live with my mother in her old age, and mine.
Fear of confusion.
Fear this day will end on an unhappy note.
Fear of waking up to find you gone.
Fear of not loving and fear of not loving enough.
Fear that what I love will prove lethal to those I love.
Fear of death.
Fear of living too long.
Fear of death.
I've said that.
poem by Raymond Clevie Carver
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Anything Can Happen
Time will come when we know what happened here
Change will come in time and make it clear
We learn one thing if we learn at all
In the secret wars we call our lives
Anything can happen
We watch the days, we make our plans
We change in ways a life demands
But what ever pleasure this life may allow
Ill give you the love I have for you now
Because anything can happen
In a world so full of fear
Dreams are whispered in the dead of night
And people disappear
But you hear my heart and you know Im still here
Although you know and I know you know
While I swear Ill never let you go
Anything can happen
Yeah, if this love can happen here
Anything can
We watch the days we make our plans
We change in ways a life demands
Ill always remember this time, this place
The hope in your voice, the light on your face
Because anything can happen
In a world so full of pain
People give their lives to making war
And we call those people sane
But I love you where your dreams remain
Though you never say it anymore
One day therell be an end to this war
And who knows
We may see what were here for
Anything can happen
Yeah, if this love has found us here
Anything can
Can happen
song performed by by Jackson Browne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Racial abuse
When dead night descends on earth,
It is for sure someone is picked from his berth,
To travel safely to heavenly abode and reside,
Seek permanent refuge with all worries to subside,
Night depict horror, terror in colour black,
No chance to recover and report back,
But when it largely looms over the big horizon,
Big dark forests may feel shame in Amazons,
Nature’s discrimination is well defined,
It has message and meaning well refined,
Never it has narrow aim and not confined,
Always kind to mankind and not fined,
If nature resorts to some kid of discrimination,
The place left is only ground cremation,
It needs no signal for confirmation,
Its impact is always yes in affirmation,
It is difficult to understand term racial,
Beauty may surface even without facial,
Survival may be the question crucial,
But why practice it private or official?
If you can challenge the power supreme?
Steps you take very outdated and extreme,
Only you think that race May extinct,
If you not resort to attack and inflict,
Many nations look so liberal and human,
Advocate the human rights for woman,
Message of love and peace sent across,
But at home they draw the sharp swords,
Who can prove which race is super?
Claim over all and try to keep hand upper,
Can this lead to harmony and avoid unrest,
What course is left then suitable and best?
My head bows in shame and protest,
Not succumb to pressure and contest,
It is not the time for attack and test,
The hard won battle may have more rest,
I continue to suffer agony and plight,
Many flee homes and leave by flight,
May not be the reason so convincing and right,
But dark may always rule over beautiful light,
Racial attacks on students serve no purpose,
In olden days kings were thrown and depose,
Does this not shock student community?
Who are symbol of progress and continuity?
Whether students, blacks, whites or creed,
All are essential and immediate need,
What most they expect is positive feed,
So when back home can certainly lead.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Inexplicable.
The night was cold but still and clear.
As I patrolled the riverside.
I felt a sudden twinge of fear.
Quite suddenly I was terrified.
It was a strange experience.
I saw no reason for my fear.
It went against my common sense
When I thought I saw appear.
Two figure from the distant past.
A sailor and his light of love.
Fear for the moment held me fast.
Although I tried I could not move.
The sailor struck her on the head
with some heavy implement.
To make quite sure that she was dead.
Another blow more violent.
Then he made off and left her there.
He had done what he intended to.
Whilst I was forced to stand and stare.
There was nothing I could do,
When I could move I went to where.
I had seen her body fall
Her battered body was not there.
There was no blood no sign at all.
When I regained my self control.
Of course I double checked the scene.
Then carried on with my patrol.
Convinced myself that I had been.
Confused by some trick of the light.
It's possible I might have been.
But I won't forget that night
nor what I thought that I had seen.
The memory still bothered me.
When I retired I found the time.
To study local history.
I found a record of the crime.
A woman's body had been found
Beside the waters of the Tyne.
Just left abandoned on the ground
She died in eighteen twenty nine.
Was I transported back in time?
On that cold evening long ago
.Was I a witness to that foul crime?
I cannot say I do not know.
Though I remember vividly.
The murder scene I thought I saw.
A trick of light most probably.
Though I shall wonder evermore.
Tuesday,07 February 2012
Http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Miss You Badly
I was selfish and erring human
She was exception and lovely woman
I call her my mother and best in world
How safe I was when went to her fold!
I cry to full extent and miss badly
I have no memory and spent day very sadly
O mom! Show me your face at least once
I have tried but have no more chance
I vividly remember being at orphanage
Somebody had wrapped me and dropped near drainage
I was taken to child home and brought up with care
World was so small for me to go somewhere
I understand you may be threatened by dark clouds
It may be puzzling you with lightening sound
How terrible it might have been to make night round!
dropp the child at wild place and never to be found
I can imagine about the inner cruse for life
You might have tried to be ideal and good wife
Alas! I could have been your beautiful baby
Just little blessing from almighty might have kept you steady
I have breathed safely in their hands
They all are like me and behave as friends
I look at stars and try to find you out
To know the meaning of 'mother' and think about
You may surely be innocent like moon
You may try to find me out soon
Mom, how will you find me from so many children?
You may have no faintest ideas even
I miss you today and feel shy to look at sun
Why had all divine forces made you to run?
What was the compelling situation for you to desert?
Does the situation not change it to revert?
Mom, wherever you are and whatever you are
You are my favorite and shining star
I see no fading light in you but twinkling shine
You always come in my dream and look fine
I will not cry as an orphan
I am daughter of pretty woman
I miss you in heart and silently weep
You remember me sometimes but happily sleep
I know how hard it may be to leave behind
A crying child to somebody's trust and never to find
You might have dashed your head against walls
With heavy heart you might have obeyed to calls
Today is the day to remember mothers all over
Let them find in comfortable position with shield or cover
Many more may be abandoned in coming days
Let god suggest and instill beautiful ways
I curse the luck and miss you
But not pass the blame as you have passed through
All agony and pain not suffered by any one
You are for me so special and sacred woman
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Days of Blues
Foggy days spreaded, with the frozen stream.
We lost the bread, and had no cream.
Empty store, dead plants neither was day clear.
Life at nightmare, nothing at all left to share.
Deer fled of fear, no fauna neither any creature near.
Pot full of tears, Mere chance of life here.
No help, do it ownself, no way out and clues.
Lost nowhere here, but in days of blues.
Lights off, frozen everywhere, we had no fire.
No life, traveled miles still no sign of tire.
Howling jackels, fearless hyena, its hard to run.
Summer time, beautiful shore, we had great fun.
Flying birds, wild woods, we saw witch huts.
We were tired, its surest we had no guts.
No help, do ownself, no way out and clues.
Lost nowhere here, but in days of blues
Later it was a day, that night we slept in hay.
No sunrise, no one else to advice, how to save our life.
Thirsty neck, all over ice, water in small pipe kept us alive.
Unrest mind, nature so unkind, on the day today.
No one could say, was that day surely my last day.
No help, do ownself, no way out and clues.
Lost nowhere but in days of blues
lost nowhere but in days of blues.
poem by Diplove gautam
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
All Hearts Into The Sun
Why it is the sun is burning?
Why it is that we are growing?
Each day towards the next,
Staring into the past as we gaze unto the skies
Wishing upon stars, long since lost unto the ether.
We are new here, yet still so rotten old,
Consciousness devouring,
Universal showering,
We grow and we are grown.
Upon the earth that we call home
All life and love depends,
We dimensions letters send.
Calling home lost spirits,
Come father, come mother,
Into the great wild wood unknown,
Stretch your hammock webbed amongst the branches.
Let us watch the spirits dance,
What shapes in lessons will we learn,
And call again home,
So many years from now
Still in asking why?
We forget for asking how?
How is it I’m here?
How is it I fear,
The land I knew when I was born?
Tell me,
Does the moon fear the rising dawn?
Does the sun fear the shadow of the night?
All is light,
All tight the energy embracing,
Heart beats set control to racing.
Keep your pace.
Know your face.
Find your time in time and space.
All love forever one,
All hearts into the sun,
And I shall see you there,
Feathers wrapped in beams of hair,
Phoenix from the ash,
Future from the past.
poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
How important it is
How important it is to remain attached?
Seek solace and goal always searched
Not to think of self and family alone
But of whole mankind and world before you are gone
It is necessary to think big
Not to find out faults and make constant dig
Not to root out evil in a big way
But cure it will smile and simplicity in coming days
The wars are won with little smile
The crisis are averted for a while
In olden days the princess were married
Peace was brought and noble life was carried
The days are same even now
We should know to use it how?
Nothing is more appealing than simple words
Looking with broad smile and marching forward
There are legendary tales about transformation
The dacoits are turned into saints with confirmation
There was change of hearts at sincere appeal
The evil thoughts can be removed or repealed
The world can wait any longer
The lies are spread by mongers
We must have to be vigilant for better future
It has to be strengthened and made very sure
Not the whole can be changed
The proper system has to be arranged
The people should be persuaded to believe in
The peace can only lead to avoid the war and win
We may perish for no fault of present tension
It must find end to hostility with mention
There has to be some reality with gravity of the situation
The humanity has to endure the test with direct relation
No one may be blamed later on as to how it started
Everybody may praise the cause how it was prevented
It is not the motherland alone where we live in
But globe as well we are closely we are concerned within
Not a day is passing off without disturbing news
It has been interacted narrowly with different views
We are risking precious lives at risk and at stake
It is alarming situation and is urgent to wake
We may be failing human birth as total flop
All orgies of violence and tension must come to stop
If we can not create congenial atmosphere
At least honest solution must be found for feeling no fear
We are ready to give a peace a worth try
We will not run away from it or feel very shy
It is humane to feel in human way
We can not remain aloof or stay away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Love All Of Me
Im a shy girl, my mother calls me flatchest,
Im a heavy boy, my father calls me a fathead,
Im a small guy, my friends call me an armrest,
Im a big girl, the boys call me a waterbed.
I love all of me, I love all of me,
I love all of me, I just wanna be.
Im a yellow girl, you choose to call me slanted eyes,
Im a white boy who fights for his roots and ties,
Im a red woman who cries over her childs hunger,
Im a black man whos come to terms with his anger.
I love all of me, I love all of me,
I love all of me, I just wanna be.
Im a nomad who writes his words in sand,
Im an aborigine who wishes to save his clan,
Im all people who cry for their land,
People of the world walking hand in hand.
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of us,
(I love all - love me)
We just wanna be.
Live and let live, live and let live,
Live and let live, live and let live
Phew, the cross we carry is so heavy.
I wanna sit down for a second. do you mind?
Not lie down, just sit down,
Not too long, just so long.
Hey! I got an I dare, cant we just burn the crosses instead of people?
I happen to think thats healthy, and its not blasphemy.
So brush your wings, shine your rings,
And we can sing.
Are you ready?
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of us,
(I love all - love me)
We just wanna be.
Once more!
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of me,
(I love all - love me)
I love all of us,
(I love all - love me)
We just wanna be.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Joint family
Joint family culture now days not found
It was ideal and was placed very sound
It has made long full circle and round
Now it has disappeared and lost ground
Is it losing its original charm and magic?
They used to provide good humor and comic
There is no immediate solution and remedy
Family remains in tension without any comedy
The economic burden is taking heavy toll
Old people find it very difficult to stroll
Limited space and mobility makes them venerable
They feel neglected and lead the life miserable
How much trouble parents face for bringing their children?
Without kids their life seems sultry and barren
Parents still go for all out efforts to over come
All difficulties they bear with happy face and welcome
The phase is reversed with change of trend
Children grow up with so much to mend
They find it difficult to continue with old
Go for immediate change with old items to be sold
Overnights the parents have become unwanted
Their presence is not liked and unwarranted
They want to have their own world with freedom
They seemed to have run out of wisdom
It is irony of fact that we have run out of courtesy
How can we forget their efforts and majesty?
Do we confine our selves to feel only pity?
Is it the only way to face the situation or reality?
Old people are sometimes pushed to the wall
They are simply shunted from home or hall
Where to go and how to live is only concern?
They tend to forget that tomorrow will be their turn
We need to think in right prospective
Their plight should be considered as subjective
We are not inhuman or live in stage primitive
Deep concern should be made and efforts to revive
We must develop sound mechanism
It should be considered best humanism
Nothing can substitute for good gesture
They are not our past but best future
They should be considered as national heritage
Why we should neglect them because of old age?
They should have all their dues and respect
We need to pay attention and introspect
They have parted everything for our betterment
We should look after out them for good treatment
We should do it as matter of self respect and pride
It should form basis and not attempted to hide
History will not pardon us if we fail on this count
You will not be at ease and heavy pressure will mount
Nothing will go well if they are made to suffer
How can we afford joy if we have nothing to offer?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Treat It As Casual
What waits in store for any individual?
We don’t take it seriously and treat as casual
We have all the limitations and no freedom to act
This proves handicap to all kind of progress in fact
Some where you are bogged down either by ill fate
Or by the scarcity of funds or coming on scene very late
You are not fully within the control of the situation
This mark slow down of your march in continuation
How the to come out of uncertainty and surge ahead
Take full control of the situation and provide the lead
Show to the world that you are in position to deliver
You are strong supporter and firm believer
The key to your success is firm commitment
There is progress all around and positive movement
You are not influenced by any out side factor
This paves way for your emergence as clear victor
Until you become master of your own destiny
You can’t be respected in high esteem by many
You will have to prove your ability and resolve
That you are capable and in position to solve
No one can guarantee for full success
Even if he is blessed with situation and full access
Some of the factors are beyond his control
And that takes him out of scene with heavy toll
We are human beings and need some kind of grace
In grim situation we are puzzled and unable to face
In such situation we need strong moral support
Nothing can achieved in absence even if put in lots of efforts
Barring few of such handicaps man can claim highest peak
No cone can stop him from doing so even if he is weak
As wind is favorable and all factors work on his side
Everything is added to his success as area has become very wide
It is easy to dream about lovely shore
Land there safely with lot more to explore
This can only be possible when you are clear
About your ambition, mission and that too without fear
You can be up against ante and sail through
The passage may not smooth that is also true
Yet you are determined to avail an opportunity
And that proves as tremendous boost with high quality
You can now claim as person of high repute
You have good name, fame and nothing to dispute
Fortune has swung in your favor and speaks of great volume
You can relax now in life in leisure and at free will can resume
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!