The different attitude
It has always puzzled me the different attitude
You will find cold shudder even if you express gratitude
I don’t understand the real reason or cause behind
But certainly it exists and needs to be probed and find
Some of the people suffer from inferiority complex
They always remain deep worried and perplexed
It is very hard to touch their sentiments and explain
The necessity to mix with people, understand and remain
I find it hard to understand single female friends
They have many reservations and do not know where to end?
It takes enough of courage to convince the real cause behind
But still the apprehensions persist and stay in mind
One of my friends refused to be friend as I was married
Her contention was that the trend is compromising and not fully carried
I was feeling nervous as what could have been the best reply
I pressed mind box to prepare answer and fully apply
As writer you can not succeed if you have no followers
You should receive favorable report or critical answers
That gives you enough of insight and room to evaluate
The short comings and lacunas to understand and state
“Why should I be your reader friends even” I was questioned
I politely placed my answer but took enough care to be positioned
I realized that she was single and had some misgivings about being alone
She might have been threatened by many to disturb her lone status
I contested her on every point and persuaded to shed the difference
It was not the status that should be bothered but inference
Any wrong drawn conclusion may push one to extreme corner
As I was becoming more and more exposed so cultivated the habit to garner
She had wrong notion that married an unmarried relation is unholy
The burden later on can not be shared equally and falls wholly
On females to prove her integrity and come out clean
I considered some truth but how could it be such mean
Finally she relented on some of grounds to have spoken unfair
It is not the relation alone but attitude should also be reasonably fair
We under estimate the sentiments when talk on sensitive things
It leaves long lasting impression when you are termed as something
I am fortunate enough to have her views changed
It was very difficult to have been managed
She was no doubt intelligent but ill conceived
She was not fully informed or well received
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Shed Under Tree
I am misunderstood by my actions
I can visibly read their reactions
Neither can I claim that good
Not I perform poorly or that bad
May be some other definition is awaited
They have always laughed at me and taunted
How could I find out the reason?
As no one is willing to consider me as good person
I would love prove myself very right
Even I shall offer to go for right cause and fight
I am picking little clues about their irritation
I think I am poorly painted with that relation
May be I am little hasty
May be my words are not that sweet or tasty
From the beginning I have lacked the politics
In today’s date it is considered as very basis
I have fewer friends and more critics
They are intelligent people with good sense of clerics
They want everything to be presented in precise terms
This attitude only fails me and turns against
Sometimes I wish for their funeral
Join in procession and offer tribute of floral
But certainly that position may be taken over by somebody else
The position will remain same and not changed hence
Person can remain greedy and self centered
He will be respected and good position offered
People respect and favor the favorable wind
Where is the time with them for true things to find?
I wish to confine and stay alone
But not waiting for times to be gone
As it will amount to be wasting time and be selective
God will not forgive me fore remaining inactive
Life is not meant for simply eating and spending
Animals do the same and thus simply ending
It must be offered not fully but to lesser degree
Like offering shed as is done by giant tree
Life must have some kind of orientation
It need not be puzzled with many questions
It has very short and limited duration
If we can use it for strengthening the relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Really crazy
Some of the friends are really crazy
It will be damn difficult and not easy
To convince fully with real intent
I always feel bad about it and repent
Why can’t they understand the feeling behind?
Why do they not apply instinct and mind?
What does “no” mean to be taken for every time?
Is it proper to term it as affront and crime?
Nia is my best friend and wishes me every time
I wish to see her but does not say yes anytime
“No” she will reply and log out in anger
I will repeat every time the same and face the danger
She will not insult but not respond well either
She might have felt bad in past doesn’t want the storm together
I too understand but prefer to remind her and tease
She will smile but not make me feel at ease
I will repeatedly say “Friends are friends”
They will remain same at the end
They should know and recognize the face
She will not relent and budge in any case
I would tease her by saying “yes plus yes means yes”
I would further add by saying “No plus no means also yes”
She would assert and reply “once said means final no”
She is kind and I would never thinking of leaving her and go
She would contradict her own stand by saying different
“Opposite poles attract each other and like poles repellent”
I would laugh and offer no comment for simple reason
She is nice and very kind hearted person
The God has given a kind heart to the lady
She will oblige and always show she is ready
Only if the real intent and honesty is to be shown
No one can then stop you to occupy the position and own
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Yes, you are right
I struggled to find out
Something was worrying me about
What exactly it can be?
Was it fruit laden trees?
It was greatness to be witnessed
Despite being heavily loaded
Tree gives shed and still does not mind
What more we need to find?
Was this the only question at stake?
Do all the answers seem to me as fake?
It was heartening to note that the question was probed
It might have created odd position for me if question was lobbed
It is pertinent and important to know
It must strike the mind and go
As satisfactory answer with full satisfaction
That is feeling with very good indication
Someone asked me to answer
What can you buy with money?
She was all the way sweet honey
I struggled hard but avoided by saying “hey”
Everything except parents and life
Even beautiful model as wife
She said no to it and further poked
She puffed with cigar and room was smoked
You try sincerely but will not find anything
The money may play part but has to do nothing
I will not be simply carried away
Even if you try to search new way
It is me and no one else
I have my own pulse
My own heart and soul
It makes me weary and senses the foul
I had hard way to convince
I did not want words to be minced
It is up to individual to choose
If one is committed to stand firm and not to loose
But it is more of an argument than a stand
One can boost morale and we can understand
But still many you may find clinging to their views
Only handful may realize and appreciated by few
It is good to have principle stand
That can be freely disclosed to friends
After all relation is not based on some returns
It is to be adjusted and fall for it in turn
But money power is not to be taken lightly
So much is said and written very rightly
It has tremendous power to purchase
People may go mad without it and may be chased
Many might have still illusion about real power
You can see high rise buildings and towers
It has very good shine and people fell for
This is the only temptation easily sought for
I replied by saying “yes you are right”
There should not be any argument or fight
You can not be bought at home for money
You are special entity and not the commodity
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who are you
Who are you? Who are you really?
I probed it number of times but failed wholly
Answer was to be found from sun conscious
It has puzzled me more often and continuous
I tried on all known ills and put self in that position
First of all I asked whether it was difficult question
If so then how to find satisfactory answer
Only close or some distant friends but they may fewer
Very fine morning I was encountered by a poser on line
“Who do you think you are a cheater” the issue is sidelined
There is nothing in your behavior to suggest
I am here to prove you wrong and contest
In fact I wanted to test the reaction from a unknown person
As no one would like to point out short comings with reasons
I had loved expressing self in putting the same character
To express and feel with bad qualities is like a good actor
To feel jealousy is something like getting intolerant for somebody’s success
In no way you are going to be benefited if some one really feels happiness on face
It is weakness that is experienced almost all at one way or other way round
Even though it is immediately not made known but it is understood and found
I have heard the speeches of great saints and religion preachers
They profess the human life as useless and treacherous
It is full of all flaws and individual should rectify the way of living
It may continue for some more but will not help in unfortunate happenings
Such things prove very heavy for probing mind
Suitable answers will never be striking for easy solutions to find
After all it is human mind and needs some psychological comfort
The human journey is like ship anchoring safely at the port
Very few people may be confiding in you as trusted friend
Everybody is fully aware of tendency that may prevail at the end
Even though they might have been trapped under such deception
The over night change in any person can not be assumed from the inception
It is not wrong to assume that we all function after wearing the mask
We are not the same as we are supposed to be right from the start
The moment it comes to threatening the very existence
We go all out to defend self under any manner we feel fit at once
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She was silent
She was silent and deep in thought
As if she feared a battle to be fought
She had near escape from real struggle
Life was challenge and full of troubles
She shared always with me her secret
Her words spoke of bad luck and fate
What and how the people had deceived?
How badly she was treated and received?
As female it was too much for her
Lot many things worried and this had led her to bother
It was not easy to counter propaganda
When each and everything was to be proved as contra
I was called specially to listen to her views
She had limited friends and confided to only few
I watched her pale face and wondered
She was fresh like rose earlier and smile was always offered
Here she was before me as if not as loving person
But down with worries and reasons
She was feeling lonely and feared from people
It was not good now to continue life as single
She was asking me to give opinion
How will it be nice to find companion?
I was judging her mood so avoided an answer
But I assumed rain was about to shower
I am not sure what was in her mind
Why was she so desperate to find?
A friend at this critical juncture
Where as she had refused in past for anything sure
Was I in her mind as possible savior?
It will be wrong on my part to whistle or murmur
I thought for a while and kept safe distance
She was looking at my eyes and took real chance
I was for her in past and had expressed
She was all for glory and out rightly had dismissed
My proposal for alliance and hence we had parted
Now it was her proposal again and I got startled
Not that bad! I smiled within
It was purely an incidental win
She was there for me waiting
I smiled and expressed desire for dating
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tear My Heart Dear
you may see me not, because of your
love to me, I have touched you and
you have grown up, maybe not
because I inspired you.
I make you real, as what you say
but maybe you're just blind
because your mind is so conditioned
that I cared for you, your experience
with me made your conclusion real,
but are you in touch of what is
deep inside me?
we have shared memories, a commitment
that only I and you can profess, maybe it ended
with a memorable passion that each one of
us would'nt forget
yes! you understand me in every spoken and
unspoken word I say, but perhaps
those action is not I who say
break me up into pieces and scatter it beyond
its recognition and design, maybe the answer
is there to be found
hold me not and turn into puzzle, my being
maybe the real I is me, take me in every
pieces, it ups and downs, there you will find me
make me whole, touch me piece by piece
, you'll find the answer, for only in breaking my
heart can you find the real me
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The poems can be
Poems can be..
How can poems be limited to certain length?
When certain things are to be conveyed with forceful strength
I agree with arguments for controlling its flow
But it may not be effective with events to grow
May be it is good with different perception
I am for little lengthy topics from inception
I may be wrong but old habits die very hard
I don’t shut the doors but always look forward
I love making all secrets known to friends
Sometimes my privacy may compromise and end
But it helps to come out of any setback or shock
The human sufferings have enough of such stocks
It may be possible to hold back some of the secrets
You can’t make it possible for others or let
It may form a priceless treasure in your mind
But certainly restrict you for others to guess or find
Human sentiments are hard to understand
It may make you cry in darkness without friends
How you address the agony and pain is not for others to see
As you may hide the face with hands and make heart very free
Such sentiments or deep love can be expressed with some reasons
Some explanation may go hard way with many persons
It is not writing of an episode that may require some logic
But spirit behind it to grasp or understand some basic
We have shrinked a lot and can’t go little any more
The human sentiments deserve to be heard therefore
If we limit the gravity or pain behind it
I am afraid that proper message may not be deemed fit
Heart can never remain empty
It has to enjoy or bleed with pity
The pulses are to be caught humanly
One must be strong enough to accept it bravely
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Almighty is one
You need not be confused
My existence is never refused
From time to time the question has been raised
Yet the hard core criminals have also praised
You need not think hard
Don't look down but always forward
See above the earth and towards sky
You may never raise the question why?
Why do you remain concerned?
People praise only when they are threatened or cornered
They are ungrateful people
Never know what is called life and struggle
No one gets easy way
Don't think they can easily pass away
They have to suffer here on this earth
Face the pain and anguish at the time of death
Let there remain no doubt
There is nothing to talk about
Each soul on earth owes its existence
To me only as it has been given to them as pure chance
Think about messiahs and emissaries
They have emerged among adversaries
They had their mission to spread the message
Their views, messages are fully inscribed on the pages
People die because of their misdeeds
Their disloyal and aimless life should never be read
They suffer because of their misdoings
Punishment is same for poor and kings
Believe it or not but almighty is one
Its existence can be denied by none
Let there be no doubt in mind
In different form you may always find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't Hate Me
Don’t hate me my beloved
I must be forgiven and pardoned
As some of the facts are not known
I can’t make it for others own
Love can’t be made reason to hate
It comes like spring in life very late
Not all the people are lucky or fortunate
Who can understand it properly and relate
I could have been most lucky person
Yes, still I have to hold back for some reasons
I come to the point where return is impossible
If I do so then more and more people will be in trouble
How can I degrade persons who love me honestly?
They have come out in open with feelings and earnestly
I try to follow their wished and respond positively
Alas! I could do it with some soft corner nicely
Unfortunate persons are those die friendless
Have you ever seen their gloomy face?
They may be searching for something unique
Despite so much hostile reception from the critics
I am very sure of friend’s response
They were truly appreciative in sense
I could well judge them and act
But I could not that is real fact
What is there to realize when autumn has fully set?
How can I try for others to know or let?
How can I drag them in my holy crusade?
When I know fully well that it is difficult to forbade
My conscious bites when I think more
I try to go for reasons to explore
I find none and suddenly sadness takes over
Memory too deserts and refuses the cover
I had been near to the death jaw
That is how I experienced it and saw
Nothing seemed to me inevitable as excuse
I though of declining all offers and refuse
This is how you are feeling bad
I myself is in shock state and feel bad
I shall take complete blame on myself
And claim no treasure in sea shelf
So don’t hate my dear as I love more
I always try to come close and explore
But can do nothing for some unknown compulsions
I see no room for its discussions
I have few more months to live
The pain and trauma may end and relieve
As my soul may travel beyond and body remain behind
You may see the reasons and honestly find
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Crazy Me
Am I crazy? Maybe I am?
In everything I give my heart soul as hard as I can
So I over think, whirling brain analyses a lot
But does that mean I’ve lost the plot
Others give up when they don’t understand
But I remain questioning an answer I demand
So does this really make me mad
Looking for answers that won’t be had
My mind it turns round and round
Searching for answers not to be found
When people leave and they move on
I my brain seeks to understand what Ive done wrong
However much I try to understand they don’t speak
But does that make me crazy and weak
I look at life and things happening in the world
And question if the truth, peace ever be heard
Some call me crazy that is true
And maybe I am still mad to you
But I guess at the end of the day
I’m me crazy like it or not I’m this way
Labels
i seem to hate labels,
that defind who i am,
you can't hide from them,
they only seem to defind you,
most of my life,
labels became a pain in the butt,
being different,
from the time i was little,
can you understand?
what it is like to be a kid,
who is different?
other kids don't understand,
why you are the way you are,
it's hard to explain,
most of the time you feel alone,
nobody want to have an open mind,
it like i'm not from here,
people seem to like you,
for all of the wrong reasons,
hard to tell who your true friends are,
because nobody want to be an out cast,
we so stuck on labels that defind who we are,
but, ever though that not all we are,
we feed it power to take over our minds,
it hard to change,
what you believe is true,
yeah the world uses labels,
why else do we feel over powered?
but, what else can we do?
besides change the way we think,
easier said than done,
when ever since you were little,
labels just became who you are,
how do you break a habit,
you want nothing to do with?
because every single day,
there seem to be a new label,
that defind who i am.
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An end to solitude
“You can’t hold the powerful wind
I shall easily slip off and you can’t find
I shall regret it and would definitely mind
Why have you made me so much attached and blind?
I move around and make you cool
You loose your smartness and act as fool
I still preferred to be in isolation and solitude
I can lament only about unpredictable attitude
I would love not to be intolerant and impatient
You drove me toward it and remained silent
I am feeble, weak and unstable in mind
How would I last long if you don’t bind?
Stay with me like strong and master
Make your movements known and faster
I shall have no apprehensions to fear
You try to reason out and completely bear
You feel there is no strong commitment
There is no foul play, treachery or abetment
I may cling to thoughts and different views
Still my love lasts for you and is very due
You may not give due weight and understand
You may too unilaterally not offer it and stand
I still considered you as closest friend
I have seen clear path with future trend
You are a visionary and foresighted man
Anybody would consider it luck especially woman
I am no exception and would love to fall in
You clear your self and emerge in clear win
Is there any use to express in words?
Will the complete things change in entire world?
Will our relation entirely turn in to cold?
Should I not expect your action very bold?
Let wind move with its direction
You think wise and put it in action
I shall redirect all attention on you
Let us see it gets on and moves through
I was moving with so much anxiety
You were there for me to stand in civilized society
I was going down with nervous thinking
I stared at sky and eyes started blinking
Come o, savior and take me away
You lift me in air and have your way
Why don’t you bath me in your warm breath?
What is still lying unknown and beneath?
You are still clear winner in my race
I am ready to stand brave and face
Even if I am not in vicinity to be traced
Your every action will be watched and graced
Darkness may not remain for ever
Light may shine and definitely appear
It shall make ever lasting impression
You may dip in water only to feel fresh after emersion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A blatant lie
He lied to me on every occasion
I had all the reservations but no confusion
He was do close to me and very good friend
I saw good opportunity to change him at the end
How can you deceive a person?
Why do you act contrary without any reason?
Why all people stick to the norms including seasons?
Do the parents keep different attitude to their daughter and son?
Such things don’t exist but still it prevails
We can notice it in language when receive the mails
They speak of different tone
The relation go in vane and simply undone
It has nothing to do with blood relation
It is mere extension or facilitation
Its pulse is felt from within
It may come in purest form and pour in
We shut our eyes when realize the gravity
We may soon find out its utility
It may not find favor for its continuity
There develops cracks in unity
It may impair the relation and develop some thaw
You may be compelled to compromise or forgo
You may hesitate for a moment to withdraw
There is nothing left now for anything to draw
You are likely to loose your peace of mind
He might have been thorough out the period very kind
It was unparallel and was never to be found again
The trust once lost can’t be earned or regained
It pinches heart and some grief is felt
The anger may take over and not melt
You may not like it to open again and again
All your attempts may be to take caution and refrain
It may compel you to make some mends
You may cautiously move with some amends
It has done enough damage beyond control
You may certainly feel bad and short of goal
It crates deep scar and impact
The heart is filled with grief in fact
You may not find the way to react
You got to make it good by enough tact
Many of your close relatives may be lying
They may have different version at the time of dieing
It has to be taken on face value and understand
If you can do this then you will find favorable stand
Even your enemy may not stab you from the back
He may be your sworn enemy but not attack
It has to be taken as reality and experience at all the stages
Even your friends may some time surprise you in your age
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What We Understand Fully
it is a matter of
experience, and common knowledge so
to speak, that
for those we do not understand fully
we say, - oh great!
and for those we half understand we say
- something is wrong
and for those we fully understand, perhaps,
because they are too obvious and
easy to grasp, we proclaim,
boring!
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Why won't you talk to us
Why wont you talk to us,
You normally dont act like this,
We've never seen you like this.
The way you're acting,
Thats something we've never seen in you,
You were never like this,
Why are you changing now?
Why wont you talk to us,
We need our real friend back,
I can't stand to see you like this,
NO one can have any real fun,
When your acting like someone new.
We don't know who you are anymore,
No one has the slightest clue.
Why aren't you talking to us,
No one is having fun,
You're ruingin what we have as friends.
Why aren't you talking to us,
Do you really care about us,
Do you understand what your doing,
Just please what we are feeling.
We try so hard not to notice,
But it doesn't feel quite right,
I dont think you quite understand this,
But its like you don't even care.
Do you care without the fun the fun or not,
You normally make the fun more enjoyable,
Or you would join in in the fun,
Now its like you dont even want to do anything.
Why wont you talk to us,
Did we do something to upset you,
Was it something we did,
Tell us something we can do,
Vause you are scaring us now.
You're frightening us,
By the way you act,
You're being so different,
You worry us to death,
Can you tell one of us,
Just help us understand what to do,
So you can finally talk to us again,
Then go back to the way things were,
Or try to put all the thigs back together.....
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I Can't Understand
(Hank DeVito)
If you could read my mind
You'd know how hard I tried
But losing was not my plan
And I can't understand
With all those tears I cried
I should have realized
That I'd never hold you again
And I can't understand
I can't understand
Why you left my love behind
I can't understand
But I'll love you 'til the end of time
I search my memory
For the reason you don't love me
You're passing right through my hands
And I can't understand
If love wasn't meant to be
Then why have this hold on me
I tried to be strong, but then
I can't understand
If you could read my mind
Then you'd know how hard I tried
Losing was not my plan
And I can't understand
So when we meet as friends
My heart will break again
If that's how the story ends
Then I can't understand
If that's how the story ends
Then I can't understand
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They don't understand
They don't understand,
What its like to be me.
They don't understand,
Why school is hard for me.
They don't understand,
Why I'm so skinny.
They don't understand,
Why I have no friends.
They don't understand,
What I need.
They don't understand,
Why I lie.
They don't understand,
Why life is hard.
They don't understand,
What life is like for me.
They don't understand,
Why I hurt.
They don't understand,
Why I have fears.
They don't understand,
Why I'm different.
I don't understand,
Why they don't like me.
I don't understand,
Why they don't except me.
I don't understand,
What they say.
I don't understand,
Why they don't undersatnd,
Me...
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A real taste
No one should share blame
Even if it goes into flames
Love at first sight is God’s gift
I may end later in scuffle and rifts
It may not happen with all
It has nothing to do with fall
You are destined to scale a wall
Consider it challenge or call
You are not in devastation
It is completely out of question
It has direct bearing with some relation
It is in purest form with some indication
It is usual to stay but unusual to part
There is slight deviation even if try to be smart
You can make it holy or unholy
Some one has to share the burden wholly
You may suddenly face the dark
The relation may definitely witness some spark
There has to be some beginning or start
I is better to remain together than to part
Facilitate the break up and you are at loss
In your home you are definitely a boss
Love needs proper nurturing and attention
Any bitterness need not find any mention
It may not find the favor
Though the reason may be minor
We are meant to drive ship
That is taste of the real friendship
You may look calm and quiet
Don’t allow others or let
Sentiments must remain within closed wall
It may certainly avoid the down fall
You are not running away from the scene
Your rift and unreasonableness may clearly be seen
One of you may definitely be keen
You must remain as close as had been
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Wide difference and gap
Wide difference and gap
Not appreciable dear...read this reply to your poem..Wide difference and gap.....There is sea gap and wide difference
One has to draw lesson with inference
Truth is never lost but is never tried
At every stage it is ignored and denied
There is no meeting point and remain wide apart
It is 180 degree apart and can’t be drawn on chart
Even if drawn then one curve may go up in positive direction
Other may travel down word with c0omplete negative action
Where there is wisdom! Foolishness can’t remain
All successes come in sequences or in chain
There may be joy and happiness all over
Sadness may be pushed to one side of the corner
How truth can be pursued with lies?
It is wrong contention and denies
Its worthless association in strong protest
Lies may have to past with acid test
On the whole it is worthless differentiation
It has no direct bearing and relation
If you can exist if life and love a person
You may have no compulsion with any of the reasons
Poems should not be made just for poem sake
It must have solid base to prove anything fake
Light can’t be separated with thin line
It has to be called night a night with dividing lines
When day surfaces, no darkness may stay
It has to disappear and go away
There is simple calculation and conclusion
All arguments are merely for our own consumption
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Do Not Have To Be......
i do not have to close my eyes
to listen fully
i do not have to shed tears to understand
what is goodbye and
attachment all about
i do not have to burn myself in the fires of the sun
to understand how far is it from my earth
i do not have to be you to understand you
i have enough of me
and then
i have fully understood what is this all about.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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