Trace the origin
It is very difficult to trace the origin
We are unaware of the facts and live on margins
No once assertively say the first origin of religion
On e can only hold the views and continue with lien
No one can deny also the strong bond of and attachment
Even today so much stress is thrust upon refined movement
They need more and more followers to stay in fold
We have plenty of faiths in this reformed world
It is thin life of faith and matters much to an individual
He can’t lead the life as simple or very casual
He has somebody as source of strength to pray in mind
Amidst all the difficulties to survive and new energy to find
No one is that much serious about the origin or its emergence
The environment in which he lives is blessed with presence
The God or almighty is in centre of his nerve to hold the view
The basic fact about omni presence is accepted by all and rejected by few
Each part of the globe is blessed with presence of many faiths
Their life style may be different but all are scared of death
Bowing of head in acceptance is common and hands in prayer for mercy
Only one name in prayer and on tongue in case of crisis or emergency
May be God might have missed some the important aspects
He might have thought that people may regard His presence with respect
There won’t be any doubt or confusion as far as his entity was concerned
This has given rise to the particular type of thinking with ugly turns
There is growing degree of intolerance and little respect
No one has taken it seriously to care about and inspect
Why the presence of God can be disputed in any form?
Why the religious heads stay calm and not remain better informed?
If they claim to be sole representative and real emissary
Any argument in favor or against becomes hardly necessary
If we find no soft corner, love and regard for friend or adversary
It tears us apart from believing the faith and makes us weary
The prayer made in any language or in any other unknown format
May find its place and reach to Him for deciding the fate
It is our belief that ultimate wish of Him will only prevail
No other means are available for us to pray for any bail
No one can claim to have drawn the source from ancient times
Many traces of is recovered from excavations in recent times
It speaks of only existence with the impression of that age
Nicely portrayed in engraved materials or on coinage
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All Day Long Doses
Pray!
Pray to pray for prayer.
Pray to stay there in prayer.
There is no time to find prayer.
You must pray to make prayer,
The only time you have.
The only key you need...
To unlock all that keeps you fed,
And nourished!
Pray to pray for prayer.
When you're there,
Stay!
Like every wish you keep that comes.
Prayer should be the only thing decided,
That's done every moment you breathe a breath
Of life.
Pray!
Pray to pray for prayer.
Stay there in it!
Take it with you
Like you take and do your faith...
In all day long doses!
Without fear you have taken too long of a break!
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Thought over origin
Did you ask ever or thought over origin?
Whether you were on right side or in margin?
Why have you been chosen as his emissary?
To create love in the hearts of an adversary
Why were you chosen over thousands of others?
What had He in mind while taking into account factors?
May be you had little leanings on kindness and mercy
You had no attachment for lust or money
I did analyze sincerely about the worldly affairs
I saw some of the short cuts taken were not very fair
Still it was not that difficult to live among and survive
With good faith and belief it was nice to lead and live
If you think little deep about your mission and its probability
You will come to know about the importance of continuity
Life is like flowing water with all its living substance
Spreading the part of its treasure on the way at once
It is not really important who gets most of the benefits
Whether weakest falls and ablest survive with it
It is to be seen whether fruits enjoyed equally by all
Without creating any kind of bitterness or distrust wall
If you think you can live amidst all ills like lotus
Nothing like that as it is adventurous like circus
All animals are kept in control by a ring master
So not stepping out of lines and attack faster
Greed, anger, lust and deception is all that we have
Accepting little but not absorbing all or not fully to crave
These are all expected from nice human being
Despite all that evils we carry happiness we bring
Tolerance and respect for fellow human being is all that required
No one may impose it but sincerely it may be admired
It one can perform it exceptionally well
The world will be made heaven with different tales to tell
This is not simple idealism but true essence and reciprocal
What else we will present to Him on our arrival?
The account will not be closed till we regret failure
So it is better to live in with full consciousness in future
We may ask excuse for ourselves by presenting in prayer hall
We may bow down head in shame as it will pinch in all
It may remind us about guilt in His presence for forgiveness
With all his kindness to live again with ugliness
There is reprieve, blessings and above all open invitation
Number of good quotes with results and citation
Not all to remember but only His worthiness at heart
I think it will be end of something and very good start
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Omni presence
He is
Can we deny his presence and claim He is not everywhere?
Will it be proper for us to confine him in such a way as fare?
How long will it take for us to understand about his presence?
It will have to be long drawn conclusions as an essence
We find him in every small particles of thing
We can't term it merely as coincidence or something
Why trees shake their branches and welcome the change?
Only some of human beings don’t recognize and it's very strange
Does the Sun have any need to rise as per schedule?
Are there any set norms or fitted in module?
We have no answers and still go on disputing the theory
It is unfortunate and we can only regret later on or feel sorry
Sun hangs in balance and so the galaxy as whole
Moon, stars and Milky Way are all there to play a role
We need to reason it out and consider it as reality
There is no use to deny its existence and loose our morality
Do we have to pay anything for water and free air?
Has anybody thought over who controls it and from where?
We all know it from heart that it is omni presence that only guides
We simply deny it and stick to the rigid stand and hide
He is with us in despair, happiness love and hate
We fail to understand and accept it very late
We may be following him with different faith and angle
He is there to see and take us away from possible struggle
It may look strange but fact can't be denied
We need not be reactive and try to walk on fast tract
This will hurt Him too much and lead us to discomfort
We must also prepare our selves when time comes to report
'Come to my fold and give me all your worries'
Golden words read from all the holy books and carries
The rituals, principles belief and compassion for others
How you please thyself is the only theme and it matters?
Take resolve to heart that nothing will be done to alienate
Not to hurt anybody's feelings and subjugate or subordinate
It is noble life that we have to follow and coordinate
Different faith but prayers same and his greatness to narrate
It is better late than never to accept the holy message
Why do we create hatred instead of love and block the passage?
Do we think that it will please almighty as good gesture?
Will it not be impeding our path and lead us to dark future?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I bow
I shall bow my head to the power
That has everything to shower
Even if we ask or not in the prayer
Protection is always provided in form of the Dua* layer
I find the stone as an embodiment of universal love
Feel so near to it and inwardly pray to believe
All its ideals and preaching at heart
What else can be thought over as divine art?
Millions across my country and all over globe
May search their heart and sincerely probe
What can be done to spread His message?
That has disappeared from mankind with passage
We have observed the fast for the whole month
Purified soul as stayed as near as possible with no food in mouth
It has taken us nearly to his fold and refuge
Now it is our turn to take vow and not refuse
We as super religious community have one thing to remember
It becomes our holy duty and obligation to protect the members
Not from same community as whole but others as well
It is certainly His wish too for different story to tell
I wish my prayer too may reach millions of followers
To bestow their leanings and favor in form of shower
Let us take entire globe to new path of recovery
It seems it is blessed and has approval from almighty
I may not be part of this occasion
But I may certainly have compassion
Readiness on my part to render confession
And whole heartedly expose to admission
Allah, the almighty may not only bless
But grant me an enough of courage to face
I shall stand before world with enough of trust and faith
That I shall not be alone at the time of death
* Dua… blessings
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Best and fine qualities
The Holy Koran, The Holy Bible and so many others
But holier among them is called motherland and mother
The whole world owes its existence to mother’s womb
No less importance is given to the soul rested in tomb
A holy refuge in man’s body that makes whole difference
A person is lost for ever in another world’ presence
He has the blessings from almighty to do worthwhile
He is embodiment of all divine things in his style
No religion teaches intolerance and brutality
This is one of the best and fine qualities
Love to thee spirit and follow the way
He will always be near and show the way
Life is never given importance
It has been given up at once
It may have no particular style
Yet to think over it for a while
All divine objects preach the change
Life not to be kept standstill but turn with age
It may shine with the incorporation of letters on page
Control over desires and peaceful existence without rage
“Come to me and I will take care”
“You feel secure and have to go no where”
You are not to worry and get afraid of devil’s influence
These are themes and essential essence
The sun has existed for millions of years
The same has been put to us in our ears
We understand the presence of divine force
Final selection has to come from any source
It is very difficult to follow different philosophy’
It may look sometimes silly and phony
What we need to follow is adherence
Any religion you from now on hence
Swear on His name and leave behind worry
He will never show you ugly face to feel sorry
Keep any image in mind and worship
The voyage may be smooth to anchor with the ship
We will have peace of mind with first sound of churches bell
First prayer call from mosque may take you away from hell
What else we need to hear or read from holy books?
Let us pray for single religion which takes us out of the hook
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Where Do I Find You!
Where do I not find you?
How could I say no and prove?
Sometimes I am carried away by non belief
But it makes me restless and gives no relief
I would want to know what driving force is
What is its ultimate goal and course?
Why are we on this earth?
When danger always hangs in the form of death
What makes us more irresistible to faith?
Why so much respect is how while laying the wreath?
Does our soul command and make us think what we are?
Remain within ambit and not go very far
Well, no one may find answer
Only noble souls and may be by fewer
We needn’t harp on unnecessary issues
It must have systematic analysis backed by perfect views
Each particles is having life and movement
Where do we find reason to comment?
Each particle speaks of his presence
We got believe and obey hence
Everything is weighted pro and cons
We have divided in beliefs, regions and zones
Where do you want him reside permanently?
In human beings or animals instantly
Keep the doors open for some love
Behave nicely and embrace to whomever you want to prove
You are gifted with life so make it worthwhile
It costs nothing if you remain happy and offer smile
World would take no notice
If you suddenly meet with demise
The fragrance left behind may always provide good memory
So do nothing that makes others to feel bad and sorry
We are nothing and so is the existence uncertain
Know that your are here to ascertain
Make sure all that you have is of worthless nature
There is no permanent stake in near future
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Love symbol
I have assessed any analyzed number of times
The role of female in life, but occurred only sometimes
Though they deserved it from clear point of view
We have never given them their due with sincere review
Where should have been my position without her?
What would have happened if she did not take care or bother?
Bulk of the responsibilities shared exclusively by single handed
Still all the times under captivity and with the problems landed
I was given free hand to worry only for raising the fund
That should have met and won the first round
It would have been difficult to survive the on going race
We would not have been able to stand bravely and face
I might have barely thought of going ahead
It would have been impossible to think and lead
The role and responsibilities are clearly defined
The life as such stands fine and shined
I look back and see or visualize her association
It was her frantic effort for the elevation
No one could have cared so much as females do
This is basic fact and very much true
I should not have dreamed of any better position
We had nice and very good composition
The days were passing like smooth river water flow
We were very happy in life even though laid very low
No male will admit the domination of female
It is like challenging the role of whale
Both remain indomitable in any case
Still admiration or respect will never be less
Some of the touchy aspects still hunt the mind
Same beautiful moments are very rare to find
Can we dream of those lost moments for a while?
It would have been very difficult to cut even extra mile
Sometimes I would stare at main door and wait
She will slowly enter not to make the presence very late
I appreciated her presence of mind and admired
She will never spoil the mood and stay smiled
We could have barely survived for few more years
We could never cross the threshold of fifty or more barriers
It was her sweet company that made us to survive more
The relation remained same and never turned sour
She influenced me all those years and more
I have seen her beauty and fully adored
All glorious moment that you do not miss even for seconds
Through out the period your presence was precious like diamond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When and Where Did They Leave Behind Their Minds
I have been blessed to be in the presence...
Of those obsessed with the purchasing of things.
Themselves and what they possess.
And have them profess to me,
What 'I' could be and 'things' I could have...
IF I just put my mind to it!
So glad I endured such ignorance.
Little did they know,
I thought people like that were ridiculous.
And in time they would come to think of themselves,
That very same way.
It happens.
It pays to be observant.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is a sense of my own self worth.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is identity and self respect.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is my faith and gratefulness...
To know from where my blessings flow!
And the source of my insight.
And those folks...
Wouldn't leave from their doorsteps,
Without making sure their pretensions were intact.
But then again...
Times have changed!
And maybe some of them are scurrying around,
Trying to discover...
When and where did they leave behind their minds.
And what had been their purpose?
What purpose do they serve?
And how is that purpose felt?
Where is that purpose at?
Especially those clinging onto materialistic notions!
Believing themselves to be...
'Blessed and highly favored',
To have acquired positions of status.
With bling and other things to flaunt,
An eroding way of life that has them entrapped.
And I wonder...
Is 'this' a purpose?
Or is this,
A sad act!
God...
I thank You,
For showing me how to lead.
And not follow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Rose
This immortal rose that lovers seek
will be glimpsed by all in youthful peak
for her presence will be on every corner.
And those who confuse that heady perfume
with a lust for love,
will only find winter in an unknown heart
for beauty was always a fragile thing.
We who have seen this gift from above
will always get burned by its light.
The poet and the painter
have perfumed our existence
with loves testimony to this.
The pain and tears fall on empty shield
for love will break your heart
but when we reach out to hold the rose
picked from these fields of hope,
a moment in life unfurls,
love will kiss your soul
and the world belongs to you.
Fleeting are the petals of time
the rose is a symbol to love.
For others it is the pain of life,
to find and lose this immortal gift
leaves a desert where life cannot breathe.
The laughter replaced by silence
the smile that is kept in darkness,
the kiss exiled to the memory.
Love is lost in the deepest pit
of your despair,
the thorns will bleed your soul red
but she can never die.
Love will always leave a spark
that will lead you to redemption
and only death can take this from you.
The rose was never yours to pick
but its creation yours to admire
for your being was made for this.
And as our mortal bodies die
the spirit will seek the rose once more
for in death its petals fall too
blessing the ground of your resting place.
The rose was always yours
and its beauty a source of life
the chains of doubt will always
break in its presence.
The rose is pure
as is your faith in mankind.
It can show you a deeper meaning
for you are the petals of life
she is the perfume of your existence
and it is you that made her life complete.
poem by Steven Cooke
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Who Says 'My Faith is Best
Who says ‘My Faith Is Best'?
They don't recognize what that faith is
They don't feel what is 'Soul of Faith'...
They are illiterate in all faiths...
As there is no faith which is best!
There are faiths who respect every race as humans,
Respect even those who are faithless!
Faith is having real faith in mankind
As it never intends harming any one.
People don't curse others because they aren't like thems,
Helping humans in every case.
There are faiths that say that females are half human
Although they are born from mothers like men!
So they are born from half,
Thus they are half of the half.
How can you believe in those humans
And call them a faithful race?
They cover their women in very ugly ways
So they can't see even their god's sunrays.
It's as if they rose from graves
To teach others they have special faiths.
They want everyone to cover like thems.
Faiths are faiths—
Understand...faith in your own talented way.
Don't repeat what others echolalialy say;
Believe in yourself and create your own faith.
Your faith must be based on harming no one else
As everyone will one day be no more than vestige,
And find happiness by what you created and helped.
That is to say, you're a creator,
Proud to create your own faith;
That is from your own cardiac and brain cells
Stay and believe!
Winter 2008
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A special child is a special One
thank you for giving me the light in this world...... when
you shared to me the life, that the Lord bestowed and
blessed, you deserve that gift, to have a special one
thank you for the fruit of love..... your lives fulfill the
purpose of creation, your unending steadfast care lifts
me up to survive, amidst the uncertainty of life
thank you for being there..... when I needed you most,
you are always in my side, pushing me to face all
adversity, though I exist with no fear in my heart
thank you that you let me taste and experience..... what
is life with you, our memories always linger in my heart,
even though that meaningful happiness is off valued and
something special to me
thank you dear someone..... your presence is giving
me the strength to stay alive, this is the life I live, my world
is different from you, and I have to stay in order to live and
survive
thank you for accepting and letting me go..... beyond your
limit for you don't know where I will go, this dream that I
take is only, me can reach, a place where nobody knows
thank you for helping and making me to achieve, with my
own volition to know more of myself..... hoping the best of
everything on me, and believing that I might see the
meaning of my existence for the destiny I made is the
destiny I live.....this maybe the end of why, I am living in
this world with you dear someone
thank you that in my journey in this life..... you are with me
surfing every pieces of puzzle of who am I in this creation,
a creation that everyone is free, a creation that I am a part
and I exist, a destiny to move on and a place I live today
thank you..... for believing me even in your heart, thou you
didn't see what........ I believed, just always remember that
the life I share in every moment I've take. lives with you
forever and it is beyond your own imagination for the
world I live..... lives.....only in every man's heart that is free
' do not see them as how they think and look, but see
them as what you feel '
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Powerless
Powerless
I am powerless without your presence
Don’t leave me and go even at once
You have come to my by hard efforts
I have feeling of joy when ships anchor at ports
You always gently swung the pendulum
Person comes in the form and can’t remain mum
Your presence is seen and observed
You remain only with those who deserved
I realized no importance when you were here
I became powerless when you went somewhere
I felt as if whole energy is taken away
I have been made beggar and brought on the way
I pull the month with great difficulty
I feel shame on self and feel pity
You are great source of strength and power
You are staying with luckiest one and fewer
I request you to come back and stay
Promise me not to go any time away
I land in problems when you leave
I become cheerful when you say and nicely behave
My whole budget goes up side down
I have to bear burnt and so many losses to own
I can’t go alone without your hand
All people turn against me as foes from friends
I will love you so much and pray
You only help and find a way
Never leave me even if I commit mistake
I shall not sleep and remain awake
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Believe it or not
'Believe or don't believe' does not alter the situation
It needs firm belief and thought evaluation
Whoever has brought us on earth or gave new life
We may always need strength to walk on edge of knife
Let us not believe in His existence
Still it will need good following with insistence
Morality and behavior may always be corner stone
Life without such ideals may just be waste and simple gone.
We know it well that we have not descended simply like that
No where you will have exact writings with effect to state
It is common knowledge that there is some factor behind
We need to thank and does not go after reasons to find
No a blade of grass grows without His consent
In every particles He is there and not absent
What else you need as proof not to take note of?
You can remain different or even laugh at
It is altogether different if you accept his presence?
Not believing in any shape but only essence
It is not matter of any dispute as we have broad consensus
There may be some very good points either plus or minus
Let us make one point very clear and that is God is omni present
He is felt everywhere and no one can claim he is absent
It is respected in every quarter even though some opinion may differ
Yet we have so much to pray for an willingly to offer
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Rising sun
Some people are firm believer of rising sun
Prayers in the morning and then only run
Toil hard to earn bread in hot after noon
Some people do think of star and bright moon
Some of the sects worship fire
So sacred to them and always admire
It is pure faith that keeps them together
All pray, worship and respect others
Anger or hate emanate from intolerance
If we fail to understand its essence
We fail to notice the omni presence
Try to misread His message in the absence
Where we do we read or find the hatred?
Why do we kill the person only for bread?
Have to lead the life as it has lost the charm?
Relations strained and remained not warm
Universe spread over vast sea land
Can’t we see in it creator’s hand?
Why we term others enemy or friend?
When we know for sure we are going to end
Help the poor and weep the tears
Consider them friend and dearest of dear
He may sometime show the mercy
Go to help them without feeling pity
It may cost you nothing more
People may respect you and adore
If yours little effort can make them happy
Surely go for help even you feel sleepy
Life is dear to us but proving miserable
We may not find ways even if capable
We may find fault with preacher’s credence
Nothing will guide us……….
All heavenly bodies speak of themselves
It is how we mould and understand ourselves
Let us not malign religion, faith or path
End to hatred and unnecessary blood bath
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God is not something I think about but something I experience as an energy, a Presence. I do find it easier to pray to a female Presence or an androgynous Presence.
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Gone very far
Once in million years one prophet is sent
With long wait almighty makes one strong movement
His emissary is sent to propagate love message
His work and messages are remembered through out the ages
Like galaxy of stars they have stayed in the minds of people
Taken all blunts to self and saved people from agony and troubles
How many faiths are there on the surface of earth?
With different culture and followers to provide fresh breath
Somewhere down the lines they have provided rightful means
So much blood was shed and many battles were made to win
Ultimate goal was to bring people under one umbrella or roof
Make them to believe in one faith by proving worth with proof
In recent history of mankind one great soul descended on earth
It took over complete world by surprise with easy breath
She was later on known as mother and proved to be precise
For orphans, destitute and downtrodden she was tall promise
Nothing to self and everything to mankind with symbol of peace
Whole world recognized her dedication and selfless service
Word was charity and action was to wipe off the tears
Children were to be offered all care and no more agony or pain to bear
Such type of kind mother is not among us today
Yet we go on with same mission all the way
World has realized the hidden message form her death
Whole life of selfless service with no attachment to any faith
We must all pay tribute to such peace emissary
Without her we should have failed in delivering necessary
Health care, education and home for homeless
We find the satisfaction on mother's shining face
Many statesmen have born and disappeared
Many god fathers have taken birth and forgotten
Mother may remain in vast sky as shining star
Her dream may realize one day even if she has gone very far
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To Hold and Handle
It had existed this before
It may also continue hereafter
Religion is the only means to be exploited
People's life and nation's fate is to related
Fanatics may be found even among moderates
They are found everywhere and openly support
Religion has now come to play a big role
Whether some one believes or not but it is real
Ask any one honestly and he will claim
No one may say I am human being first and shall remain
Not only shall that he boost to have sacred feeling
Proud to claim to be real fanatic and shall be willing
This may not be considered nice poem but may find favor
n changing world it has been claimed as honor
To uphold the identity aligned with religion
As it has been rooted deep in every region
We have tolerated enough under this context
Absorbed almost all as best as could
We are multi linguistic and multi religious
But efforts by others are on to destabilize it continuous
Only words don't suffice the need
Intelligentsias often act as link or feed
Fanatics are not as dangerous and propagandist
We only claim to be true tolerant and democratic
People jump in fray for simple excuse
They think narrowly and have different views
With religious point they may argue in favor
Where as the differences are in fact minor
Let us refrain from writing such articles
Favor with one and bias with another may land in trouble
We have got beautiful environment after great struggle
We should now be mature enough to hold and handle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Psalm 84
Just one moment in your presence
Means all the world to me
I marvel at your majesty
That fills the sanctuary
My weary souls it longs for you
In a dry and dusty land
Your glory brings me to my knees
In your presence I shall not stand
I would rather hold the door
Of glory high above
Within the door dwells majesty
A place that's filled with love
The Lord my God is a sun and shield
I stand upon Holy ground
And no good thing will be withheld
For those who once were bound
Blessed is the man who trust in you
As he walks the narrow way
For he shall find his dwelling place
In your presence every day
poem by Frank McEleny
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The sun
Let thousands of light combine
It can't, in fact, compare to shine
Sun has remained source of energy
Certainly a divine gift from almighty
Few rays of morning light
Can grant you unique delight
Days pass of with full of energy
Happiness all over without any worry
Can we dream about world without sun?
There will be complete Dark Age and everybody may run
Not a single soul can exist and life is impossible
Sun is at the centre and fully capable
Only object known as the embodiment of source
Rare natural object with ever last lasting force
Life and death is completely dependant
Its rise from east and setting in east is very much important
Millions world over worship and rejoice
Reality can hardly be denied without choice
Let us pray for its continuous existence
Blessings to mankind and entire universe for their presence in
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Just Your Presence Alone
Wherever you are going,
I am happy...
To have chanced upon your presence.
And it was here.
It is a thrill to remember.
You are full of life,
And irrestible energy.
The light within you is so bright,
It's radiance glows around you.
To witness it,
I know I've been blessed.
But if I may make one suggestion?
Do you see those untrimmed hedges,
Surrounding those wilting trees?
Do not make any attempts,
To add your sparkle to them.
Why?
I've seen attempts made in the past.
By those attracted to their sadness.
But around these parts...
Those attempts made will be resented.
Trust me.
What you see...
Most folks around here regard,
As their motivation.
Wherever you are going,
I am happy...
To have chanced upon your presence.
And it was here.
However,
Let me make this clear...
Do not spend years trying to convince anyone,
What you bring to offer...
Is inspiring and to their benefit!
Just your presence alone,
Poses to them a threat.
'You shouldn't be so negative.'
Negative?
You have no idea how positive I am.
I am one of few around here,
Willing to express the truth.
You stay here long enough,
You will find that out for yourself.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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