Under Thick Smoke
We propagate and own wholly
As we have failed to understand any
What have we to do with eternal peace?
When life is comfortable spent at ease
Why do we bother about people next door?
Why to think they are black, white or poor?
I am specially suited so enjoy
Why should I put show for decoy?
It is good for public consumption
There can never be any resumption
The difference may remain forever
But still hope is alive to narrow it down, however
We are good at deceiving art
We will show bravery at the start
We may withdraw steps at any time
But may render lip services sometimes
We have learnt to live among fake surrounding
It looks hollow and offer no solution or sounding
It is just spoken at functions but not followed
Some of atrocities are still committed and allowed
Nature e has created day and light
Fear and apprehensions with the advent of night
Why some people black and white?
Why tussle over everything and fight?
It will remain so long as the nature remains
It will persist so long it has strong domain
It will not disappear at one stroke
It may remain even under thick smoke
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God created world
Alas! God created world
But He remained with different people in different fold
At some place he was Jesus and at some places he was Allah
So the people prayed differently in his honor with hurrah
We were same in his eyes but he created difference
Some one he made rich and some one poor by chance
Some places so hot and some very cold
So the people observed different pattern as was told
It is good to hear in right spirit
But on the name of religion some people may prefer not to greet
Black and white, lower and upper, shall remain for ever
Idealistic people may be praised but may find no shelter
Why then hatred in the name of religion?
He remained with them in different regions
Under different name and with different faith
But with only one fear that was not come as death
Now time has changed and roots have gone deep
No one is able to steer people out and keep
Under one umbrella for humanistic goal
To survive and share as universal gospel
When I worship "Sun" I see only light
I don't know about other people for any reasons to fight
The energy may be one and inspiration also one
Let us remain united for the cause of humane
Neither may we remain in this world
Nor any one can claim permanent fold
We need initiative that must look very much bold
As if taken out as verse and to be told
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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Two Different People
Two different people
Black people, white people
Black world, White world
A black person thinks different from the white people
White people thinks highly of himself
White people works very hard for his living
Black's are lazy
They don't want to work, they just want the money
You have to work for the money, they just don't get it
White people knows that there are no free ride in life
Black's want a free ride, there are no free ride in life
Nothing is free in life except for the air that you breathe
The white people have to be careful of what they say to the black People
Whatever you say to the black people if they don't like it they will say it Is discrimination
We can't understand them
They have a mind of their own
The white people are loving and caring
What about the black people?
Not a hope in hell
I don't want any part of the black world
The black world is not safe for me
So I rather stay in my white world where I feel safe
We can't trust them
The reason why there is violence in this world is because the black People cause it
Now they don't like it because they have to live with it
We want a safe world for our people
The black people don't care about it because the only thing they know And seen is violence
There is too much violence on TV
They like it
They like the feeling of danger
We white don't like the feeling of danger
The blacks hate the white people and the white people don't like them Either
The white people knows when to shut up
The black people never knows when to shut up
There is why there are always problem with them
They make life miserable for us
The white people will always be a good friend
The black people can never be your friend
They will take everything they can get from you for free
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Fate to fight
Why think of their death to night?
When you are not sure of your fate to fight
Some what it created little awkwardness
Are we in full capacity to judge on their face?
The talk of reward comes later
Let us be peace lover and not hater
Life as such is totally uncertain
Important thing is to care for relation and maintain
Human life is full of misery
Love it to full extent even for your adversary
Never show to anybody that you are doing it out of pity
Act only to shows that you are just messenger of almighty
Whether life remains same or not should not cause any concern
Anything good performed by you may definitely turn
Your destiny and life into permanent peace
Life may be same again and spent at ease
Bow along with them for mass appeal
Your wish and desire should be in fact real
No lip services or out side show shown to the people
Else it my be known soon and land you in trouble
Let us go to their help if blessed with resources
Internal wishes and conscience must act as divine force
Noble soul with its action is always noticed by all
They see in it a good gesture to respond the call
We all must show sympathy in their troubled days
Pray almighty to come to the rescue and show the way
Render everything if that can over come their woes
Ponder not over result if almighty comes to your help and does
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Crazy Jane On God
That lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Banners choke the sky;
Men-at-arms tread;
Armoured horses neigh
In the narrow pass:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
I had wild jack for a lover;
Though like a road
That men pass over
My body makes no moan
But sings on:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Before their eyes a house
That from childhood stood
Uninhabited, ruinous,
Suddenly lit up
From door to top:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Oh, that lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
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How to prove?
I may be proved as dark horse
It may be difficult for others to subdue me by force
I act as per my own best conscience
It has got its own importance and relevance
How can I be different from others?
This idea always hounds me and bothers
I got to move smoothly and fall in line
Even if it not to my liking and out of tune
I can’t stand in whole universe as only person
known as humble and obedient son,
I can’t be fed always with in spoon,
It may so happen that I stand to loose race very soon
I will have to excel and steal the show
sometimes to side with wrong people and whole weight throw
Not to show favor but ready to go,
Chances to remain with them may be dim but can’t forgo,
How to survive in this selfish and ignorant world?
Where hollow promises matter the word
Cheating and deceiving are only strong parameters
Situation differs from place to place but never alters
I have to lie to many people and shed tears
It has tremendous effect and largely bears
I may have strong apprehension and worst fears
There is no other option but to offer three cheers
All was just all for fake show
It was not at all for good relation to grow
I could make little impact and went slow
I knew it from beginning it will block the flow
People too became weary and were asking why?
I never had commotion or felt regret and shy
the role was different but had to play
I was aware but had no other way
I can’t stand all alone but have to side,
keeping all secrets to self but not to confide,
I may be wrong but not all the time
Life is to believed with simple goal prime
Sometimes you have to kill your own conscience
You may not like to live with it in presence
Still it has so many compulsions to be kept in mind
Ways and means to be searched for and find
If you remain stick to one particular view
You may never get your legitimate due
People may disregard and often insult
They will not bother you even to consult
So think of remaining different
It may be visible and apparent
This is the quality inherent
It is the only ideal choice at present
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Not all blacks
Diamonds are black,
hairs are black,
eyes are also black,
but heart too black?
Bear no grudge,
colours matter less,
does mother throw her child?
if kid is black,
Colour may not remain and vanish,
body may still last but perish,
idea may remain and also cherish,
hatred may remain and us finish,
Body may change from time to time,
The color may fade with passage of time,
nature may not change even with time,
do our feelings change with time?
'Thy' may not appreciate,
human beings should not differentiate,
race, colour and abuse should not substantiate,
where will you seek refuge if atmosphere vitiate?
Let colour not dominate,
race should not subordinate,
let all come together and co-ordinate,
make use of all and not denigrate,
My God was black,
still was loved by many,
Poor are still not hated
even have no money,
I may say it loud,
May feel even proud,
Does that ring so sound?
Let love for all be found,
Let there prevail nationalism,
take credit with idealism,
rationale thinking and some rationalism,
”Ism” all over but term it patriotism,
Sentiments not hurt by calling black,
no wars be fought even stabbed from back,
always carry the ideas in your pack,
remain alert even if you draw a flake,
when out from mother’s womb or mines,
diamond or child will have no shine,
if go by sayings black will not to be liked
with shine in diamond, price will be hiked,
Neither the Black represent dark,
not the dark as word black,
Black may have kind heart,
white may have black,
So say not black is bad,
With black son don’t feel sad,
You will feel good with word dad,
without black or white you will go mad
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You May Gain
Hitler dared to win world but failed
Napoleon attempted but harvest could not be availed
*Sikander the great had to withdraw despite being mighty
Such was tragic end for them to fail and face the misery
Many had dreamed earlier also but no one would
Rule the large people as they planned or could
Something prevented them to serve the noble cause for good
Many perished due to long wars, starvations deaths due to food
Why do we have such thrust for bringing world under feet?
Is there no other way to bring people under one roof and greet?
Give them whatever they want and allow to breath free
Lots of fruit to eat and comfort under the open sky and tree
When we have been provided with beautiful earth and good nature?
Why to worry about domination and complete capture?
What purpose will it serve when we all have to go with bare hands?
Rich or poor, mighty or weak, even same treatment for foe and friends
Just have few minutes to think in peaceful atmosphere
It may surely lead you and show the place there
There will be complete solution to all your queries
When you may think about futile path to go on and carry
What and even with what cost you may gain whole world?
When world is not going to remain with you and turn cold?
What even if you gain whole world and loose the soul?
It will be utter failure and shame to respond to foolish call
Just surrender to thee wish and ask for mercy
He has whole world to give you as almighty
No condition attached to and with full authority
You hold it as long as you can with ability
You may have eternal peace in mind to enjoy
Whole world will be at your feet and still no one to annoy
Light emanates and surrounds your body with message
Path is open for everybody irrespective of age
* great warrior in early times*
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Black And White
Long before you ever saw your chances
You were going to burn this city down
Tired of the fashions and the dances
Tired of the people standing around
Ticking like a bomb in the night
And you knew you were right
Black and white
Blame it on the time it took to leave here
Blame it on the ones who slowed you down
Blame it on the kind of friends you knew here
Blame it on the sickness going 'round
Going round and round in the night
With your heart out of sight
With your world burning bright
Like a moth 'round a light
Black and white
The pictures of a life in flames
Black and white
The picture of a life remains
And the search you half remember
Setting out on at the start
Is burning like an ember in your heart
Time running out time running out
For the fool still asking what his life is about
Time running out time running out
Time running out time running out
Yeah, beyond a shadow of a doubt
Time running out time running out
Tell them that you've gone to find a person
Someone you lost track of long ago
Tell them that it's someone you need worse than
Anybody else you'll ever know
Ticking like a bomb in the night
You were strong, you were light
You were fast, you were bright
Then you were gone in the light
Black and white
The pictures of a life in flames
Black and white
The picture of a life remains
And the high ideals and the promise
You once dressed the future in
Are dancing in the embers with the wind
Time running out time running out
For the fool still asking what his life is about
Time running out time running out
Time running out time running out
Yeah, beyond a shadow of a doubt
Time
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Black & White
Long before you ever saw your chances
You were going to burn this city down
Tired of the fashions and the dances
Tired of the people standing around
Ticking like a bomb in the night
And you knew you were right
Black and white
Blame it on the time it took to leave here
Blame it on the ones who slowed you down
Blame it on the kind of friends you knew here
Blame it on the sickness going round
Going round and round in the night
With your heart out of sight
With your world burning bright
Like a moth round a light
Black and white
The pictures of a life in flames
Black and white
The picture of a life remains
And the search you half remember
Setting out on at the start
Is burning like an ember in your heart
Time running out time running out
For the fool still asking what his life is about
Time running out time running out
Time running out time running out
Yeah, beyond a shadow of a doubt
Time running out time running out
Tell them that youve gone to find a person
Someone you lost track of long ago
Tell them that its someone you need worse than
Anybody else youll ever know
Ticking like a bomb in the night
You were strong, you were light
You were fast, you were bright
Then you were gone in the light
Black and white
The pictures of a life in flames
Black and white
The picture of a life remains
And the high ideals and the promise
You once dressed the future in
Are dancing in the embers with the wind
Time running out time running out
For the fool still asking what his life is about
Time running out time running out
Time running out time running out
Yeah, beyond a shadow of a doubt
Time running out time running out
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Might is right
It is always the fact that might is right
They will go on till the end to fight
They may do it with the speed of light
They have the wisdom and long sight
Small insects kill smaller one
Big also kill little one and go on
It is complete cycle of exploitation
Everybody looses in turn and in rotation
So if rich rule the scene then nothing wrong
Not all can be in race and come along
It is sheer coincidence that mighty rule
Otherwise not all the people are fool
Person with abundance can sustain losses
He may have no regret even if looses
This gives them little advantage
Rest all feel confined to cage
Once you are under domination you are bound to suffer
You may have no rights other than to differ
So poor remain poor and rich gets richer
Poor remain suppressed for times to come
Rich are dominating and always welcome
Corruption has engulfed poor and rich alike
Everybody is influenced and affected with hike
No one wants to remain as poor like
Rich too wants not to become poor and dislike
This is tendency that we feel pity for poor
We have seen them knocking the door
But it is the system that will remain forever
Even if God descends on earth it will be there
If you have same system with no discrimination
No one may work and develop alienation
They will feel free with passing of responsibility
Here comes then the end of clear and distinct ability
If you have system with loop holes anybody will escape
No one can restrict the temptation or put the cap
Only the poor fail to emerge for the want of resources
The powerful emerge and re-emerge with full force
The oppression part is little disturbing
No one can force or go on curbing
No one can be forced to undergo torture
Even God has made it very sure
The rich may have disliking for poor
Poor to may have tendency to show exit door
It has been clash of time for centuries and very old
No one can buy it or arguments can be sold
Lord may wish so for all His children
He may even grant the same blessing even
Yet that difference may remain and even if not
The needless wars might not have been fought
The human beings may create it to rule
They make use of all available tools
Rich may tackle poor and poor may tackle down trodden
As the system remains same with all the odds even
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Cried Whole Night
I cried whole night
We had swift fight
Not because of him either
I have nothing else to offer
I was very much jealous
He was dear and famous
A tall figure and handsome
But could prove troublesome
This thought itself irked me
I was caged now and never felt free
I might sometimes unnecessarily poke
The relation in turn may remain under smoke
Still I feel bad at heart
As I have not mastered the illusory art
Where people put up false show
Never allow the opportunity to go
I made a mess out of it
I scolded him and refused to greet
It was most near to tragic end
We were soon to become unknown friend
Women should be tolerant as ever
As her man is not likely to be forever
Some may succeed permanently
But others sometimes fail miserably
I made it point to learn in life
It is not easy to claim as good wife
It needs tolerance as first prelude
And then good show with nice attitude
I have good sense to patch up and improve
Show to him that I do care about and prove
Women may be jealous but not that blind
Where she has to from door to door for advice and find
It as all about sweet relation
That is needed both by man and woman
No one must end it bitterly
As one must be wise enough to burn the fingers knowingly
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A mental satisfaction
One must make sure
what does he make of future?
that is definitely in his hand
it is is choice between foe and friend
Life puts you on constant run
you can cry alone or make fun
you can keep also mum
let it be decided by some
Darkness may make you know about light
peace has got no meaning without fight
the fruits are enjoyed only after realization
all things are shrouded under big question
it is mental satisfaction that makes you rich
it is not within everybody's reach
it may really make you rich or poor
otherwise many millionaires are next door
To expect something is root cause
it leads you no where because
nature is very kind to gift you
this is basic fact and very true
Let us be true guardian
in our sphere the true champion
the lust and search may never end
we may loose guide and real friend
Life is never meant to be an easy
you may remain thorough out the life busy
it is calm but very tricky
it will make you more and more sticky
As the luck would have it
you may remain physically fit
you will be able to light many lamps
your name will be shown on stamps
The prestige and fame does not appear in a day
you have to struggle it out in unique way
you may have deep impact and respect
the future may make you responsible to act
So many great people have made their names
They have never put people into shame
they have inscribed their name with golden ink
it was permanent place with strong link
We may not be a proven leader
but still a strong probability and contender
this is how life is to be viewed liberally
there may be profound respect and strong rally
It can never be intentional mission
the fault may not magnify with admission
the life may speak for itself
life is to be spoken and understood by itself
it is not important how much you lived?
it is also irrelevant to know what faith you believed?
it may yet matter what did you profess?
is there any hollow like thing when you confess?
It all speaks about good volume
no one can be made to believe or assume
The life will be assessed the moment you resume
people will appreciate and not air the grievance or fume
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All Different, But Still The Same
Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.
Some people have black hair, some have gray.
Some people have brown hair, some blonde, some red.
Some people’s hair a color unsaid.
Some people are short, some people are tall.
Some people will love you; some won’t like you at all.
Some people like hot weather, some like cold.
Some people are timid, some people are bold.
Some people have dark skin, some people have light.
Some people have black skin, some people have white.
Some people eat meat; some won’t touch it at all.
Some people have a good memory, some can’t recall.
Some people accept Christ, some never will.
Some people are stingy, some people give.
Some people like school, some people don’t.
Some people will excel, some people won’t.
Some people smoke cigarettes, some never will.
Some people are honest, some people steal.
Some people have book knowledge;
But don’t know the Holy Book.
Some people burn food, some people can cook.
Some people are old, some people are young.
Some people do smart things, some people do dumb.
Some people just have a diploma
Some people have degrees.
Some people do things slow, some with a breeze.
Some people are complainers, some easy to please.
Some people hate shopping, some stay in the mall.
Some people hate God, but God loves us all.
We are all different, but still the same.
When I get cut, I bleed red;
You get cut, red blood you’ll shed.
Some people are plump, some people are thin.
But we are all the same, we’re all human being.
Copyright © 2010-Phyllis Strong
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No appearance
The sun did not appear today
It appeared as if dark is going to stay
We have no no other means to find the way
Still there is hope and ray
Can I not see it through naked eye?
Can we not analyze and ask why?
Why can't we see the broad day light?
Do we have so vision or sight?
All celestial bodies perform their duty
This is only admirable thing with natural beauty
They do not pause for the moment and perform
We only remain ignorant and do not confirm
Our life may certainly be in dark
We may not be able to see light or spark
We have not noticed the abnormal happening
This was there well from the beginning
The black clouds emerge and threaten
They may down pour and flood even
We may have no chance to recover from shock
As we have failed to take note or stock
Always we claim to be simple human
Deserved to be pardoned as man or woman
We commit and err regularly but do not reform
Still we deserve o be blessed with good form
This is human tendency must prevail and be permanent
There is chance for recovery and improvement
We got to learn the lesson from past mistakes
Every time no cause should be advanced or staked
We tend to forget very easily
Go for any temptation readily
We are prepared to spend time on useless things
Though it know fact that it has to offer nothing
So despite clear light we live in dark
We fail to grasp and find no good start
We blame it on luck and nature
Where we are not sure of future
We need to observe it minutely
Though it may be realized lately
Still it is not to late to come to the sense
There is still no need to remain tense
We may take it lightly and ignore
We have lost the appetite to explore
We can hope and do more
There is enough to be done and awaiting in store
If nature do not commit any blunder
Why are we so casual and afraid of thunder?
We are not starved of any blessings
We must see and ensure of no missing
We shall come up with the change
It may be new start of the page
It is not late even at this stage
We may prove and definitely come of the age
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Know Yourself
Not easy to know self
It is like lying of treasure in sea shelf
It is there but lying unused
And even if it is with you, it is always misused
No one has known self so far
It is like wonder to look at star
You take no precaution to utilize it for self and others
You are preoccupied all the time for deceiving and bother
So it is said “enjoy yourself as far as you can”
Concentrate on achievements and train
You should train your guns only on those objects
Which really need your attention with acts?
Everybody lives by what he thinks and believes
This does not serve purpose or relieve the pain
It is just an exercise in futility
This is weakness of human being and considered as poor quality
If someone has successfully came out of it
Then it can be taken as bold initiate and feat
Only few people may know of themselves
As their whole action may succeed and revolve
It requires courage and stubborn mind
It may help you to go in and try to find
Some innovative ways and its solution
It speaks of strong mind with evolution
If you little of your weaknesses
It won’t be that difficult to assess
Some of the steps taken may be disastrous
But that may remain steady and continuous
You can take solace by claiming “human is to err”
If you are totally ignorant then you may simply stare
You will find no corrective action from your heart
You will have two minds to speak with very bad start
Not all may succeed in that generous way
They may have all the apprehensions with the bad day
They may blame it with their luck or fate
They may not be able reach even up to gate
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Nature mother
That may remain so
As the time may pass and go
Nothing worthwhile may come
No change may take place to welcome
No one can offer change
As we have nothing to manage
We want quick and instant result
Nature has lost its galore largely built
We need to nurture
For our habitat with nature
We are destroying its core
Some precaution is needed therefore
We may last so long nature is strong
Preserve her and you may never go wrong
Earth is fine refuge for all of us
Let us preserve her with full trust
Natural resources may dry up
We may have show as flop
There will be no stop
For our greed to stop
I wish green forests
Let them remain expanded as best
Nature is friendly for all
Let us respond positively to the call
We will flourish and prosper
Along with mother earth and whisper
Oh, god you are so merciful and kind
Give us courage not to go blind
We shall strive hard to preserve
What is necessary to observe
We shall vow no to deforest the land
As they have stood by us as true friend
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The Sun Is Yet To Appear
With all its mighty show, the Sun is yet to appear
I sleep on my cot without any fear
Eyes still look sharp at the sky
Remains very much enthusiastic and ready to fly
The village life is not at all dull
It is not artificial but natural
All trees are now about to come alive
As birds make their move to strive
First signal of cuckoo reminds me of concert
Where audience is learned and known as an expert
Here there is no such preparation of any kind
Yet everything beats to rhythm and one may always find
Calves make desperate call for their mother
I am sure of their meal time to bother
Little wind blows up the roof top
I come to the sense and hurriedly get up
The farm house is made for both of us
We are love birds and hence silently trust
Remain away from city life and near to nature
This is all I can say about our future
I may hear her foot steps in the farm house
That may accelerate heart beats and arouse
I need not call her by any name and welcome
She knows well when to go and come
As life has never been stagnated
Our love was from self and really originated
It was never to be revealed or stated
As we were to remain away and totally unrelated
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To be beautiful
Is it curse to be a beautiful object?
Why there is always fear to react?
Why people stare a good looking person?
I found it irrelevant with any of the reason
I am under direct custody and supervision of mother
So far nothing untoward has taken place to bother
Even though I am unaware of what can be reason behind
The relatives and other people try to come near and find
I am of quite shy nature and keep aloof
As I am protected by parent and live under one roof
There is no likelihood of any body taking undue advantage
More over I am too cautious to remain alert and manage
Mother may often come to me and try to know
What has been progress whole day and then go
So many times I tried to disclose and confide her
But I could gather no strength to go near
I have no fear in mind but remain fully alert
As many boys of my age try to be smart
Try to come close and offer friendship
I am moved sometimes and think of companionship
At one stage or other one has to take decision
It may lack in depth care and may not be up to precision
Young age is such that gives you no time to think
You are always at cross road and far to sink
My mother knows me fully well
She may understand everything but will not tell
She has given me enough of freedom to throw whole weight
Take study of the situation and coolly wait
Like me many more girls may be facing same scene
Many might have not thought what later it could have been
Yet life moves on and we are caught midst of uncertainty
Almost everybody at home pray for our happiness from almighty
I shall be grateful for the backing provided
In some cases parent put restriction and we are avoided
I think my mother and papa are of excellent nature
I see no reason of any problem in the near future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Deceased Poets Of Nature
Such beautiful poems to Nature they did write
The poetry we love for to read and recite
May they rest in peace now where-ever they lay
The deceased poets of Nature their poems live today
They glorified Nature and her praises they sung
And though they may be long dead their poems remain young
the poets of the land and the poets of the sea
In their beautiful poetry their greatness we do see
Their poems and their songs I loved as a boy
And their poems and their songs I will always enjoy
The beauty of Nature they did celebrate
And beauty in their words they loved to create.
Great insights of Nature from them we did gain
The beauty of their words with us does remain
We loved them for their poems in decades long gone
The deceased poets of Nature their poems living on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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