That Magic Spell
How long I awaited that magic spell?
Everything was as per plan and going well
Eyes so much hungry and ready to reveal
May be intense desire and story real
What cold wind had to do here?
Except to sweep breeze with fear
Body fully shivering and longing for peace
How come that moment come at ease?
Swift knock at the door but heart picks it poor
Miss’s beats and waiting for rain to shower
The powerful hand just pushes way to enter
I lay in bed calm and quiet but with fear at the centre
I fear something wrong but ache sweet
He has specially come to see me and greet
I had read and reread message on paper sheet
It spoke of intense desire to see and meet
The surrounding was so appealing and lay open
I expected something to happen then
He loved me and lay just by the side
I could do nothing except eyes open and wide
He was murmuring something in ears
I had waited it for considerable years
Now the wait was going to be over
Yet I put the hands over eyes as cover
“Will you share, sink and swim together”?
I lay motionless and could not reply there
He was leaning and wrapping hands around
I sank fast and immeasurable joy was found
His words were most inviting and intoxicating
I had no desire for to end and started sweating
He lifted completely and laid me on the ground
I feared he had all in his to claim for flesh for pound
I sensed enormous joy and deep sensation
It was making me swim with some elevation
What was I up to this time as virgin toy?
He came down violently on me as powerful boy
The sky is overcast with dark clouds
Making powerful impact with lots of sound
I wished it to pour heavily and satisfy
I could breathe no more and felt shy
Well that was nicely rehearsed and over
Its end seemed to me like stopover
What was I dreaming for all these long years?
I thought it over but now without any fears
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Desire and fear
Desire reins fear
And fear, desire.
As desire succeeds,
Fear subsides and vise versa.
As desire to swim gets through,
Fear to swim fades away.
Fear of repercussion kills
Desire of being immoral.
When desire is impulsive
Fear takes back seat.
Desire can conquer fear
But not its consequences.
10.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You And Me
Under the open sky and mango tree
It is you and me, you and me, you and me
No one comes near to observe and take a look
No fear from anyone to come all of sudden and book
I am fully aware that sky and earth never meet
In unknown place we try to figure out and greet
All warmth from within to melt so soon
Nothing deters us not even burning noon
Since you are so far and can’t come over
Provide your love as simple cover
I shall continue to live with memory
Hope to meet you soon in no hurry
I have lived long time under constant fear
How much agony and pain I bear
Eyes become wet with precious tears
Most lovely words I want to hear
Come and share all happy moments
Lovely tree branches shake with movements
Branches lower with fruits and garland
It is you and me, you and me you me on land
Who will know me better when you are gone?
Not heard enough words and you are undone
Now I have to wait for another precious day
You will come with flowers from distant way
I want to express in words exactly what I wish
Why I suffer the free air and fate of that dying fish
What you have done to me in these long years?
Have I to suffer and last for love words to hear?
I don’t know what made me to think over again and again
Fully aware of surroundings but unconsciously remain
Does such stage may last for unknown period?
Will I be in position to over come and avoid?
I have no desire to live with uncertainty
It has to have some form of continuity
I know you may be won over one day
God only know how and which way?
You may flow with me as free wind
It may be union of its own kind
Just speed up and shake complete thing
Try to reach me with powerful wings
You will have to wait for cool breeze to sat in
Situation from no win to almost win
Who says love after long wait can’t succeed
If desire is left alone and set to be freed
I have won over despite heavy odds
It has come as surprise with your approval or nods
What remains to be seen is its complete success
Heart to heart and mind to mind with full access
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Powerful Thing
(written by al anderson and sharon vaughn)
Ive never seen two people in my life
More determined to ignore the obvious
We better stop thinking
Let our hearts start doing the talking
Youd have to be stone deaf dumb and blind
Not to see whats going on with us
So lets jump in
And get over our fear of fallin
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
We started out strangers on a two-way street
Neither one of us lookin to fall in love
But we dont need us a map
To know were headed in that direction
Well, its out of our hands
And over our heads
Its something thats bigger than both of us
Turnin back nows completely out of the question
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Stronger than the force of a driving wind
Hotter than a forest fire
There never has been and there never will be
Nothing like the power of you and me, yeah
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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My burning desire to create
MY BURNING DESIRE TO CREATE
So intense and so powerful
Like a furious burning fire
My desire to create is so powerful
So painful and so throbbing
Like a hungry child crying for food
My desire to create is so hopeful
So rigid and so consistent
Like a passionate entrepreneur
My passion to create is so unshakeable
Every hour that passes by I want to create
Every moment I spend I long to create
I have a living urge and desire to create
A living passion to express myself
A burning desire to live my true life
Sometimes I hide myself in the midst of business
At times I deliberately cloud my space with my busy life
Sometimes I try to hide away from my passion to create
Sometimes I try to narrow down the size of my passion
But regardless of all my efforts my desire always finds me
I am so transparent inside, my passion to create
Has invaded all my privacy inside
So strong and so powerful
Like a helpless child looking for love and security
My desire to create is so seeking and so burning.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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Mother Theresa's 'Poezia
Release me, oh God,
From the desire to be adored,
From the desire to be exalted,
From the desire to be honored,
From the desire to be applauded,
From the desire to be ranked
From the desire to be sought after for advice,
From the desire to be commended,
From the desire to be famous,
From the fear of being disdained,
From the fear of being disparaged
From the fear of being denounced
From the fear of being repellent
From the fear of being forgotten
From fear of collapsing under dishonesties.
From the fear of being mocked,
From the fear of being suspicioned!
Amen.
poem by Masiela Lusha
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And take me....
Walk along and take me to shore
Shower the love and words some more
Is it not the love a heavenly gift?
Why there should be ignorance and complete shift?
I longed number of years for your company?
I expected your warmth and need to accompany
Why there should be distrust even if any?
Love should be the only concern to avoid many
You were not hollow like endless sky
I dreamed a lot and never asked why?
I used to hide the face and felt very shy
It was earnest desire and very good try
I shall hold you till the end
Always ready with flowers and messages to send
Take me on the sea waves to swim across
Let there be no danger of any kind to pose
You take me to ride on your powerful wing
I lean on your solder to whisper and sing
You may hold the sway on my kingdom as king
How to express the joy as lucky most being
I shall be ready to share your sorrow
Do everything at my disposal for better tomorrow
You afford me a chance to with your forever
I shall do whatever is possible however
You are the only one who can taken in refuge
I am not in position to decide or refuse
You may have inclination but with different views
I know only one thing that my love is very much overdue
All beautiful flowers are ready to boom
I have decorated them nicely in room
I don’t know how really spring can blossom
You will be really looking unique and handsome
Unconsciously I was dreaming in day light
I think it is natural and perfectly right
People around may consider it as sheer madness
When I may be seen moving with sadness
I have no reason to feel insecure
You are fully aware and made it sure
It is sufficient to make me feel at home
Hand in hand to enjoy and freely roam
May be this is called heaven on earth
To fulfill the mission is the reason for birth
Why not make it beautiful and of real worth?
I shall not fear from any set back
I too shall my head to Him and sincerely thank
It shunt’s have been possible to find you easily
Though I was unprepared and acted silly
I may not live long but rule for ever
Heart and mind will always act together
It is clear win for two peace loving soul
Clear drive with only goal without any foul
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In her eyes
I did not look at in her eyes
She was full remorse with cries
She came with rage and pulled me down
I could not think of any lapses of my own
“You have ruined me for nothing”
I called day a night and morning for evening
Still you committed a treachery and deception
I had no idea about it from the inception
I could hear her raised voice with lots of concern
She was not offering me any chance in turn
I had loved her from bottom of my heart
We had lovely beginning with very good start
She came down heavily on me with full firing
She was almost shivering without tiring
I feared something unusual would happen
She was not taking proper breathe even
I had full responsibility to calm her down and satisfy
I caught her hand and tried to pacify
She gazed at ground and looked towards sky
What for I was making a desperate try?
I offered no explanation for her fears
I just consoled her and removed the tears
It was now my turn to look around
She was now comfortable and reasonably found
I was unmoved by her sudden burst
The trust in love is essential and must
She was totally carried away by some gossips
I was found alone without any keeps
I waited for her as usual
It was my daily routine and remained casual
There was nothing to hide from my side
She found in me a best person to confide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Beautiful Deep End
You held out and hurt yourself again did i not make it clear
to look around my selfish queer with unlit eyes and average
dope you're in the dream room all alone
I have seen you before,
holding out here in the deep end my beautiful deep end with all and odd
You yell out and touch the sound so overwhelmed by simple things
you tend to fear the time is now for ease and thought to come around
and let you know you're in the dream room letting go
Wake up and drown don't swim, breathe or float away
I'm sorry but I might have made it sweet in the gold drunken sunset
where we'd lose our heads another time or close our eyes just right
and try to imagine we're miles away at peace out in the open
To precious hands holding tongues hard maybe one good word
would tell us something whole and small.
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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A Terrible Night
In the sweetest moment
of the night,
when sleep and dreams would
relieve and encompass
conscious thoughts.
I heard a sound.
I was awaken by the sound.
The sound came from the
door and it was lighter than
the tick of the clock.
I rested on the wall.
Hugged myself with a
preambulating heart
that has refuse comfort
because of the quiet sound.
The sound came again.
This time it was rapid.
Sinking me deep in fear,
enveloping me with goose pimple.
Suddenly, the sound stopped.
I stared at the door,
awaiting my fate.
For the night is still young and
deep within i long for dawn.
I waited.
There was nothing. Every
thing was quiet, too quiet.
Except sound from my beating
heart and tickling clock.
My eyes were wide open.
I focused on the door while
my thoughts move to and fro
my past and present deeds.
Oh Lord i cry, forgive me.
Time passed by.
The cock crow, immediately
i had a staggering courage.
I walked slowly to the door,
with immerse fear, i opened it.
With great sigh, i was relieved
though i had lost my sleep.
All this while, i have been
denied a good night by my
neighbour's dog, who was
found sleeping close to my door.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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A Sonnet
Flattering Hope, away and leave me,
She'll not come, thou dost deceive me;
Hark the cock crows, th' envious light
Chides away the silent night;
Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.
Here alone enforced to tarry
While the tedious minutes marry,
And get hours, those days and years,
Which I count with sighs and fears
Yet she comes not, oh! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.
Restless thoughts a while remove
Unto the bosom of my love,
Let her languish in my pain,
Fear and hope, and fear again;
Then let her tell me, in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?
Endless wishing, tedious longing,
Hopes and fears together thronging;
Rich in dreams, yet poor in waking,
Let her be in such a taking:
Then let her tell me in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?
Come then, Love, prevent day's eyeing,
My desire would fain be dying:
Smother me with breathless kisses,
Let me dream no more of blisses;
But tell me, which is in Love's fire
Best, to enjoy, or to desire?
poem by Francis Beaumont
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Two bright eyes
Bare eyes shine in night,
look so powerful and bright
Keep staring but not made known,
Seem they are made for my own
Say not words but also not hide,
just smile broad with eyes wide,
convey deep feelings with no regret,
bright and shining eyes speak not yet,
why close eyes alone?
and face not covered,
So eyes when shut,
face may reveal,
You close the eyes,
life come to an end,
glitter and shine,
smile peters out,
find me so close even not near,
distance more but mind fear,
eyes shut but separation bear,
Near to come is idea to cheer,
You may say you are around, ,
even go round but not found
with steps so gentle on ground,
little it heard with no sound,
Oh, two eyes,
just face unveil,
lower it down to neck,
Find me there just to check,
Eyes may shine,
face may reveal,
wounds may heal,
love may look real,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Clouds with lightening
Sudden movement of clouds with lightening,
Flash lights all over with sound frightening,
Days scorching heat and pleasant evening,
Pouring of water from relentless raining,
Is there any relation with earth and sky?
We see the horizons meet but not why?
Clouds feel bad when earth make cry,
Make loud noise with love and imply
Love birds can’t hide their emotions,
Feeling loneliness even in motions,
As if something wrong has taken place,
Intense love making to feel out of race,
Sun God shower heavy rays with heat,
Make their love deep and eager to meet,
Separation they feel even good and sweet,
Still to long for each other even tumble the feet,
Eyes wide open with stretching hands,
Invitation with grace to lovely friends,
Saying to self “Come soon, I am alone”
Tsunami, thunder or any form of cyclone,
I will greet you with my vast stretch,
Ponds, wells, rivers will have enough catch,
Rest I will carry to deep sea.
But you come soon is my only plea,
Cuckoo is ready with sweet voice,
Peacock is dancing with equal rejoice,
Dray, dray noise and frogs also dance,
Perfect timing and only chance,
Your forceful invasion may remove dryness,
Happy reunion and no more shyness,
Start of year with breeding ground,
New lives, trees and birds found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sweet Silent Sea-Waves Lapping By The Rocks
Sweet silent sea-waves lapping by the rocks
That beneath the frowning bastions lie
Nature, the tricky one
Left the door ajar half-open half-closed
And none of them - yet leaving things in the middle:
And he
And he
Pondering
Pondering as not be foolish
Said to himself
There’s danger if I open the door too much
I do not know what I will let in:
Yet
Yet
The option beckoned: either close or open to full:
So he pondered again
This time being quicker, rasher
Decided for the line of least resistance
For the prudent path
Fear, tall impudent fear
Stood by him like a dubious angel
His counsel was not lost – it moved him
And so
He closed the door thinking he said
And making sure against ‘the unforseen’.
Courage had stood by him
But Fear won him smiling green
Into the face of Courage
Another soul was won to Fear
Another to Courage lost:
Then Courage went away bashfully.
Fear sate him invisible by and by to watch.
So the drama quick unfolded:
And he sank
He could not walk on water
Because Fear had won him
Because Courage had lost him:
And so
And so
He sate on a safe rock
And put his feet into the water like a child
To feel the cool sweet water rush
And press with sweetness round his ankles
But Fear, yellow fear won!
For even here:
The sands started to
‘Twas a slippery bank, a bank of treachery
And treacherous the sand sank
And fast the sand
Sank like down the time-glass.
And Fear seizing him
He was un resourceful to the full
His mind Fear had made blank
It was blank – worse
Than if Morpheus on touching it
Had exceeded his dose of opiate sleep;
He saw nothing
Except him sink
And sink:
And all around him crush
And all around him go:
And yet
He felt a pleasure in the ruin
A sweetness new not felt before
He felt:
In sinking.
And so sinking
He still heard
The music of pleasantness
Ring in his ears
The sea was calm and wave-less
So no current churned
And linear and tall
He went down to the floor
The walls of water around him raged
The walls of water around him pressed
Like flames of wrath
Like flames of ruin Nero-like
When Nero burned his Rome
And staring stood
Stringing here and there a note
On his large funereal harp
And so
He touched the floor of the salt sea
Deep in and smiling in his ruin
At least pain had flown away
Fear had granted in recompense
A painless sinking:
And as he fell
His eyes were open yet closed
And he
Could not recriminate himself
As to why
He simply could not open the door - it was so easy
So imperative:
Yet so he did not and he sank.
And thus engrossed
He thought himself alone
If he could think:
And could not see
A case like his a-sinking to the floor
Another coward Fear his victim made
De te fabula!
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Ringing Heart
Ringing heart
I am a gust of wind
From the north warm and cold
With a tender touch
I blow
Just keep open your wonderful window
Under the mystical dark cover I hide
And wait for your whisper call
To enter like a king to
steal
your ringing heart
Just keep your wonderful door open and wide
Like your dream man at a deep dark night
I break into your thrilling room
As a rain of desire or dream of ray
When I see at your door step
You spread
Colourful love petals
Over the hot and red carpet.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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For the first time
I wept for the first time in open
No one could see my wounds reopened
They had started to get little healing touch
Big tragedy in life to have occurred as such
It traveled towards sky and came back without echo
There were no takers for my grief as she had left ago
So much vastness and big horizons but of no avail
My throat soared and voice tried hard but failed
Under same open sky we had spent hours in dark nights
Only stars twinkled to witness as if to consider it right
No foot steps heard in silence and nothing could be sighted
Joy was over coming as we were overwhelmed and delighted
Birds are peacefully housed in nest with occasional sound
Not even hunters are in search of pry and seen around
We two are under the big tree shed as leafy crown
Too much involved in silence as if purchased with leisure to own
She won’t let me know what trouble is brewing her inside
She will stare at blue sky and keep eyes open and wide
As if to suggest me what I will do in her absence!
There dropped some star tail and again silence
I failed to catch her message
She was to leave early from this cage
She got wind of her demise
She held my hand to repeat the promise
I shall remain with you forever
Either of us may have to last long however
This is life cycle and we must adhere to
Love is precious thing and very true
I remembered her with each word
She was very much careful afterward
Neither did she utter not made lips to sink
She was making bid not to allow me to think
I pressed her hand to feel warmth
She was sinking fast with the closing teeth
Someone was calling her from the distance
She opened her eyes and looked at me once
I saw one last long flash of light
She made desperate attempt to fight
I reassured her not to worry too much
She heaved a sigh with my gentle touch
I dropped her at door step and waited
Her arrival at home was nearly stated
No one bothered about her late arrival
I took deep breathe for small interval
In morning she did not open her window
I made forceful entry to enter and know
What was actually taking place inside?
She was there motionless with eyes open wide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Am I
Try to stay calm
As you open the door
But you can't remember
What you came here for
The edge of the sun
You think, "If God is here,
Why should this pain be done?"
Try to stay calm
But you can't understand
Why a man is begging
And it's not your hand
Go and ask why
And they tell you pray
It's insane
You take a ride thru the magic of life
As all of your fears surround you
You're all alone from beginning to end
While separating the lies from the truth
Who am I? And why are we here?
Who am I? And what do we fear?
Who am I? To say I believe?
Who am I?
Thou shall not kill
But the animal's dead
Because he doesn't count
It's what the good book says
Think about that
And you thinking may change
When the souless creature
Makes you feel ashamed
How can men say
That they can't understand
That the words they read
Were written by a man
How can men claim
That "He" teaches thru pain
It's insane
You look around for the answers to life
You're told that you have to have faith
You get a book explaining 10,000 years
But there are 5 billion more that remain
Who am I? And why are we here?
Who am I? And what do we fear?
Who am I? To say I believe?
Who am I?
Solo
Be a good boy and we'll open the door
But you better have faith or you'll be no more
Try to stay calm but you can't understand
Why the good is not counted in a faithless man
Who am I? The question of man
Who am I? Could love be the plan?
Who am I? To say I can see
Who am I?
Who am I? Why are you here?
Who am I? What you you fear?
Who am I? To say what to do?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Who am I?
You've got to make us to see
Who am I?
To believe
song performed by by Zebra
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Come November
I grasped it with the start of some change
I don’ blame it entirely to the age
Whether you told me or not
The idea was severely fought
It was snow outside but needed warmth
I was worrying about the result aftermath
You stood there inviting me with grace
All reddishness rushed with freshness on face
It was long endurance and testing
Here you were there not resting
You could see only burning desire
I fully caved in to appreciate and admire
The feet were not developing cold
They were bracing for action very bold
The music was airing in with serpent’s charm
I felt it desirous and very warm
I could not make out what you were reading
You were out on a mission and quietly leading
It was deviation from concentration
I was looking in eyes for clear invitation
You lifted your head in clear recognition
I realized you were engulfed with real ignition
It was natural but burning desire
You were adding fuel to fire
You were fresh page of the book
I needed to open it to bring out of hook
She wanted fresh impetus from initiation
It was well deserved and natural excitation
I did not pretend to be ignorant
The action was immediate and instant
You came on scene like fairy from heaven
I was all set to loose and go for it even
I was fully aligned and encircled
You embraced and simply smiled
The clouds descended heavily with over cast
You were subduing and moving very fast
I had missed her since long
It was my presumption and not wrong
It was her desire as well
It was forced on me to feel
It is not the fault of individual but seasons
They bring tremendous changes with full reasons
After autumn, the spring is always welcome
Even to anybody’s dislike they definitely come
I did not hear her gentle murmur
It was not hissing but simple whisper
The head rested on strong solder and arm
I was going down with indefensible charm
I had missed her for long years
The sweet voice was missed by ears
Finally she made it to reality
It was best of her with quality
I cried for with extreme joy
She had sided with me to enjoy
It was neither a lust nor compulsion
It was nice but full conversion
It may well be remembered
The whole concept may be centered
The scene changed as she entered
I sensed it well and not ignored
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All That I Hear
My head clearly ached for while
As he was far and away in miles
But I hand just hung up
After making brief talk and covered up
He was felt as if so near
I was turning confident with no fear
He was breathing near by
I had to just feel it without making any try
I need not murmur now
That was happening any how!
He was felt despite being miles apart
I was finding new light on the way to be a part
How great feeling it is!
It is not words of his
Yet they come as if from inner heart
Real feeling with beautiful start
I had chosen him not by look
But something special had struck
He was now ruling on whole of body
As if to become important and somebody
We may become one tomorrow
Yet that has to happen and be allowed
Yes I am sure of its happening it any time
I miss and die for him all the times
Water was deep and shallow
That must make me swim and allow
To float over it with nice dreams
And skillfully guided by sun beams
I am not sure of real love
Yet I hold on with trust and believe
That takes me away from pain and relieve
All bad thought now that can't deceive
I shall hold on and move
All apprehensions may be allayed and removed
He will be mine one day
And that I how I am dreaming away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An end before the start
Standing in incessant rain
In the bitter cold
Under a leafless half fallen tree
Waited I, as waited in the days old
Saw many walking in pairs
Each others arm they did hold
I waited and waited and waited
In my fantasies I saw
With that familiar smile
Come running for me from a mile
Hands open, eyes wide, with a flower in the hand
This way you always greet me
Always I received you so
Wanted I reveal all my feels
Secrets hidden in my heart coward
But today
Till evening, kept I waiting
Returned without the hug
Your warm hug
All along the road,
Deserted and ruined
Walk I in the bitter rain
With a ceaseless pain
And thus my story
Sadly ended before an elated start
poem by Jahan zaib
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A sudden movement
There is sudden movement of clouds with lightening
Flash of lights all over with sound so much frightening,
Days scorching heat but pleasant evening,
Downpour of water from relentless raining
Isolation in life sometimes leads to frustration
Useless thought emerge in the form of questions
No answer can be found from anyone
Your pain and agony appeals to none
It is natural cycle and bound to erupt
It may fall all of sudden and disrupt
It may sometimes lead to scuffle
You may not get set well even after successful shuffle
It has direct bearing on human psychology
There are many revealing factors I geology
There has to be some eruption or explosion
It will harm if contained as inner implosion
is there any direct relation with earth and sky?
We see the horizons meet but not why?
Clouds feel bad when earth makes cry
Soil and clay eagerly wait with complete shy
Love birds can’t hide their emotions,
Feel loneliness even when in motion
As if something wrong has taken place
Intense love making but to feel out of race,
Sun God directs sharp rays with heat
make their love deep and intense to meet
even separation they feel good and sweet
still to long for each other even crumble the feet
Eyes remain wide open with stretching hands
Invitation sent with grace to lovely friends
Saying to self “Come soon, I am alone:
Let it be Tsunami, thunder or any form of cyclone
I will greet you with my vast stretch,
Ponds, wells, rivers will have enough catch,
Rest I will carry to deep sea.
You come soon is my only plea
Cuckoo is ready with sweet voice
Peacock is dancing with equal rejoice
Dray, dray noise and frogs also dance
Perfect timing for romance and is the only chance
Your invasion may remove dryness,
Happy reunion and no more shyness
start of year with wet breeding ground
new lives, trees and birds with nests are found
What a way to create new world?
Life can mushroom in hot season or cold
What matters most is loud and great impact
Reunion with happiness and sharpness to act
There may be complete change in pattern
Everything will evaporate and remains no concern
What do we do to celebrate it with joy?
Tune to dance n rejoice and enjoy
We are moved with pleasure when see bride?
There is tug of war in mind as how to hide
Thousands of thoughts come across mind and ride
In complete disbelief eyes remain open and wide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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