Upon being missed
I felt so bad upon not being missed
I felt it so much when forehead was kissed
Hand was hold firmly and patted on the back
I really came to original world and turned to thank
Mom was silently watching me in disgust
She had enough of attachment and trust
I thought she ought to have known about
But I had thought something else about fall out
She read plain eagerness and anxiety eyes
I was not aware of pale and sullen face
It was speaking of all things as to what had transpired
I was to be questioned on this count without being fired
She was mother and knew all about internal feelings
She imagined how it may have disastrous killings
She wanted to take me to corner and offer advice
When she held my hand firmly I felt it so nice
I am not hard person or having stone face
Any body could play with my sentiments at ease
I had never entered into fray for such type of act
I had miserably failed and this was only real fact
If it was not the mother then who else could offer me solace?
I couldn’t have experienced such pleasure even in palace
It was return of whole universe and her fingers proved
When my head in hairy concentration felt it kindly moved
It was easing my head and exciting all nerves
It was opening all doors as ready to express and serve
I was sinking in another world to miss it at once
I was awakened all of sudden and had little glance
I could think of mother as global figure along with other females
Were they not the lovable for all mankind especially for males?
What happens if some one deserts you at the last moment?
Not complete female race can be associated for unkind movement
My temper was slowly receding and realizing the substance
No one should condemned or hated at once
To love and being loved is entirely different
This can be seen with eyes and is always apparent
She may be in my mind with slight different position
As I have believed in reality and not in any superstition
If she has something in mind for me in particular
It won’t be held back and felt as similar
I had not lost or in fact missed nothing
I am in possession of it as precious thing
No could convince me of divine message
Love is only to reach Him with smooth passage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My heart beat
It all seems like today
Ages have passed by…
My heart missed a beat
When I first saw you
When you stretched out your hand
When you spoke to me first
When you said you look good
When you stood talking for hours
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I met you
When we started dating
When we went on shopping
When we spent time in each other’s company
When we were in each other’s arms
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I wanted to say something
When you found that life was miserable
When you thought I should live with you
When you enjoyed my company
When you proposed to me
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I felt your love
When we first had a talk
When we had a long walk
When we never heard the waves on the shore
When we knew we loved each other
My heart missed a leap
My heart missed a leap
When I lost words
When you found them for me
When you touched me first
When you blew in my ears
When you kissed me first
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I saw the ring
When we decided
When we finalized things
When we knew everything was fine
When we heard the revolt
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I saw you parents
When you said your mother’s decision
When you were thinking twice
When you wanted to satisfy both
When your thoughts wavered
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I understood you
When we decided to go ahead
When we said this is the right time
When we told our friends
When we held hands
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I became your wife
When you were all to myself
When you said you love me lots
When you and your mother accepted me
When you became my world
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I knew a life in me
When we realized the fact
When we understood our culmination’s fruit
When we were to be too proud
When we heard a heart in me
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I first heard them cry
When you saw with sparkling eyes our babies
When you said they resemble me
When you said I am now a proud father of two
When you said I love you for this
My heart missed a beat
My heat missed a beat
When I heard them call me mom
When we were proud parents
When we shared happy moments
When we saw them grow
When we heard good things about them
My heart missed a beat
My heart missed a beat
When I knew it was time for marriages again
When you said just both of us now
When you saw me with love
When you said you look young still
When you whispered I love you
My heart missed a beat
You are a part of me
Even in our ripe old age
My heart beats only for you from day one
The day yours stop so will mine stop
For my heart beats only for you…
It all seems like today
Ages have passed by…
poem by Leena Bose
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I thought I saw your face today
I thought I saw your face today
But I just turned my head away
Your face against the trees
But I just see the memories
As they come
As they come
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
I saw it glitter as I grew
And loved a boy I never knew
I thought this place was heaven-sent
But now it's just a monument
In my mind
In my mind
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
And the cars and freeways implore me to stay
Away out of this place
My mother said, "Just keep your head and play it as it lays"
And the cars and freeways implore me to stay
Away out of this place
My mother said, "Just keep your head and play it as it lays"
I somehow see what's beautiful
In things that are ephemeral
I'm my only friend of mine
And love is just a piece of time
In the world
In the world
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again\
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
song performed by by Zooey Deschanel, music by Zooey Deschanel, lyrics by Zooey Deschanel from She & Him Volume one (2008)
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The Summer Recess of 62.
It was the second day
of the summer recess
and Judith and you
walked through the field
behind her house
and sat down on the grass
the sky above blue
like an upside-down ocean
with the white clouds
like small fluffy islands
and she said
Mother doesn't trust you
why not?
you asked
she doesn't trust any male
she says they're all after
the one thing
you looked at her
sitting there beside you
her hair brown and curly
and her eyes blue
and bright
and you said
not all males
are the same
she looked up
at the sky
and said
I know but that's
how she sees things
my mother likes you
you said
she says you're good for me
keep me focused
she smiled
and lay back
on the grass
and you lay
beside her
and turned
to look at her there
taking in her profile
and she turned
to face you
and she said
does your mother
trust us to be together?
sure she does
you said
an airplane
went over the sky
a sparrow hawk
hovered above
its eyes watching
and waiting
you put your hand
on her hip
and she placed
her hand on yours
you felt her hipbone
beneath her green skirt
moved your palm
gently over and over
she moved your hand
off of her hip
and said
just in case
mother's looking at us
from the upstairs window
would she?
you asked
of course
she said
she held your hand
and took it
and laid it
on her breast
her heart
somewhere beating
your hand sensing
the softness beneath
the white blouse
and she said
just as well
she never saw us
last Christmas
and you smiled
and remembered
and the sparrow hawk
flew off through the sky
and the sound
of a distant train
and your heart thumping
like the downpour of rain.
poem by Terry Collett
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The Fog (Story)
The fog moved slowly across the ground
Like a cat on the prowl.
Everything was as quiet as can be
Not even a rustle in the trees.
Out of the mist she walked slowly towards me
Her eyes was the only thing that I could see.
They glowed like lanterns in the night
My heart jumped - my mind took flight.
So many thoughts going thru my head
Am I alive or am I dead?
What is this that I am seeing
Or is my mind playing tricks
And having me believe it.
As she came closer she started to take
An hour glass shape, and all dressed
Up in black pants, blouse, boots
And black cape.
Was I to die? Was this my fate?
Her eyes black as her outfit and hypnotic
As can be, and the softness of her voice
Capturing me.
'You look like you've seen a ghost' she said
I looked at her eyes then bowed my head.
She was the most beautiful woman that
I had ever seen or ever met
But something about her that I couldn't
Figure out yet.
Then the thought came to me ' vampire diary'.
I knew that this was only a movie, and no such
Thing exists. 'but' - what if?
I did not hear her heels as she walked up to me
And her eyes as big as can be, taking full control of me.
I felt my body go limp as I lost my self in her eyes
Then she licked her lips, and I felt I was paralyzed.
She took my face in her hands and kissed me OH SO TENDERLY
And in her arms was where I wanted to be.
Her lips like the taste of wine warming my every being
This was all that I was seeing.
She unbuttoned my shirt and started kissing my chest
Then I felt her climb up to my neck.
Her breath so hot that it sent chills down my spine
To last me till the ends of time.
She kissed me again and her tongue went deep inside
To a point that I wanted to cry,
She pulled away then looked at me
And opened her mouth very wide
AND THEN IT HAPPENED! I woke up!
Ha Ha hope you liked the ending.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sad Moments
I remembered those lovely and sad moments’
When felt kind hand moving in hair with some movements
Her tears were falling on my cheeks and whole face
I was still not awakened and felt sweet embrace
I was just back from my training school camp
Energetic, red face young man with official stamp
People may point out at my white skin and red face
It was smart turn out in civil dress with no more chases
I used to come back late in night with friends
My mother will wait for me and world may then end
I will have dinner which she may serve
What a lovely scene to see and deserve?
When my days drew nearer her mind was seized with questions
She became helpless and choked up with emotions
As I was brought with care and bond of relations
Any mother would miss her son in question
Whenever I used to find or see mother’s statue
It may compel me to think and deeply view
Her curved face lines with lots of emotional mixture
Kindness with lots of anxieties for child’s future
I remember, as an infant, her worries and concern
She may eagerly want and wait for my turn
To feed me with her own hand and enjoy
I too used to feel love, affection with joy
It was heavenly cover and shade
She provided it safe and in fact made
We all were enjoying under her patronage
Even today she is unforgettable figure in age
When I woke up from deep sleep
I found her eyes with worries so deep
She was unable to hide or keep
Yet I guessed how badly she failed not to weep
Such is nature of mother and may always be the same
Let us not forget her contribution and ever blame
She has brought us up to face any challenges
It is we who may fail or succeed or hardly manage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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So Here I Am
There you are, here I am
Holding back, what I wish to say again
I can do it, but I can't seem to find the words
So I keep to myself, so sheltered
And once you leave, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself
I knew what I wanted us to be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 16, at a party, of a friend of mine
You are here, and I wanted to say it, this time
But then I saw her, she kissed you
That struck deep; I broke in two
So I stayed there, all alone
And lost my chance to say it before you took her home
And once you left, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself again
I knew what I wanted to say, everything
But I kept, it to, myself again
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 23
And I’m in the back row, of your wedding
Cause I didn't want anyone to see, the tears that I cried-
Not for her, but for you and me, and what we should be
Should I object? Make my move?
But by the time I made up my mind, the whole thing was through
And once you left, they come right back
But I didn't have the courage to state the fact
And I didn't want to confuse your wedding day
But I can't stand to watch you walk away
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we’re 40, and look how big your kids have grown
Sometimes as I hug them, I still wish they were my own
And I still feel that light still burning; maybe it's not too late
But then I look into the eyes of your family, and I don't want to make a mistake
And once you leave the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think less of me
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 70, and your great grandchildren are born
And I can see your face, through everyone
And sometimes when you're on your porch, I still want make a move
But I just stay inside, like an old ladies supposed to do
And once you leave, the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think of me differently
So I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long to believe
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 90, and I'm at your funeral
Oh how these years went by so quickly, it's hard to believe you're gone
And I'm infuriated with myself, for not acing fast
And upset, because I never took that chance
So finally to the grave, I am able to say:
Now that you're gone, the feelings come right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
But I am too late, waited too long
To take the chance, I dreamed upon
And I’ve I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long believe
I’ve kept, it all to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am, without you
Sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, without you
Wishing, I would have came forward
So here I am.
And you're no where, to be seen
So here I am, without you
Missing you desperately
Now I'm at my funeral, on my way, to heaven
On my way to God, and still wishing for that blessing
And right when I walk in, through those pearly golden gates
You're right where I wanted, and finally I get my chance to say
And now we're here, the feelings came right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
Because now you're here
And now I'm here
And I'm no longer, keeping this to myself
Because I've waited my whole life just to tell you how I felt
So here I am, with you
No longer, sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, with you
Proud that I finally came forward
So here I am.
poem by Sugar Bear
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Collide
I felt my heart collapse
On the day that I met him
I felt my heart collapse
It filled up to the rim
I felt my heart collapse
When my eyes traveled 'round
I felt my heart collapse
The one I had found
I felt my heart collapse
When he first touched my skin
I felt my heart collapse
Oh it seemed a lovely sin
I felt my heart collapse
It fell without a sound
I felt my heart collapse
Oh I knew I had found
I felt my heart collapse
When we shared that first kiss
I felt my heart collapse
I thought that I would almost miss
I felt my heart collapse
I was lost in his embrace
I felt my heart collapse
I kept staring at his face
Oh my heart collapsed on that day
Ever since it's been that same way
My love for you has not faded
Ever since the day it escaped
poem by Courtney Beaudry
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Childhood
I was unable to read and understand
What were papa up to and his stand?
When he will be angry or loose temper?
When he will embrace me or pamper?
I was feeling secure and happy as child
Mother was always very kind and mild
She looked to me as ocean of love
Ready with delicious food and serve
In her warmth I could feel bright day
She was almost there to show the way
She may forgo her comfort of sleep and say
I must be good boy and attention must pay
Her words are stored as unforgettable memory
When she is not seen around I feel so sorry
I search her here and there with utmost concern
So many things I had yet to follow and learn
Papa sometimes come heavily on me and scolds
Mother at the same time come and warmly holds
What a greatness to shower love with difference?
One must understand and draw lesson with inference
Papa seemed to me very harsh as head of family
He used to hold my hand firmly for mistakes silly
Mother may not interfere and make father angry
She may feed me with love when I felt hungry
Still I felt immense love for father
He was determined to take me further
He made me to look different from others
So I should be of my own and needn’t bother
As parent they taught me lesson with high morality
They did all they could do as per their ability
How to express why I hold then in high esteem? |
May be their intense love which to me possibly seem
Many children may not find situation like this
They might have lost parents and surely miss
Childhood is most important thing to cherish
Their sweet memories remain and don’t vanish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing Anymore
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw honesty lying there.
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw loyalty with love and care.
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw life and love forever more.
When I now look into your eyes,
I see darkness, and nothing anymore.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt compassion, kindness and love.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt the warmth from GOD above.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt a joy from the person I adored.
When I now hold onto your hand,
I feel coldness, and nothing anymore.
When I use to listen to your voice,
I once heard it with vigor and excitement.
When I use to listen to your voice,
I once heard it with warmth and fulfillment.
When I use to listened to your voice,
I once heard it with truth which I swore.
When I now listen to your voice.
I go dumb, as I hear nothing anymore.
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always look with pride and a smile.
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always thank GOD your with me now
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always be there to open your door.
When I now look upon your face,
I go blind, as I see nothing anymore.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted myself and also your flavor.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted life as you were my savior.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted excitement and your love in store.
When I now think of kissing your lips,
I now bite them shut, I taste nothing anymore.
poem by Randy McClave
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She slammed
She slammed the door from the back
She was outrageous and had developed a crack
She was burning from within and ready to strike
I ran fast and fled away on motorbike
I had loved her from my heart
It had very nice and flawless start
She meant to be everything for me
We used to visit frequently and felt very free
She would not let me know her mind
I tried very hard to know and find
It failed me in my attempt miserably
Yet I felt it nice and spent the time happily
For her the love was super most in all the way
She may mind it and take seriously any way
I took enough care not to offend her
This thought hunted me for ever
No one should hurt or cause the flicker
It must be permanent like sticker
It should not dislodged from any temptation
As it has been firmly placed out of question
She may address me with so many nick names
I will accept happily but will not claim
She may feel very happy and keep me in good humor
I took it as no insult but accepted with pride and honor
Somebody has to forgo little for love sake
It is beautiful relation but like sour and sweet cake
Person who has everything may also feel cheated
And who has not availed it may also feel neglected
Somebody tried to prove her by maligning
I was painted as bad man and incapable of aligning
I would dump her anytime and anywhere
She decided to break the relation and challenged me to dare
I knew the opponent well
She was perfect match to reveal
I spoke sincerely and did not conceal
She thought it game and did not consider real
This made to think fresh
I moved with haste and dashed
She took it differently and lost control
I took it final end and finally decided to call off
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Asking with smile
You have asked it with smile
that made me to sink for while
it was as if felt as sincere call
i was prepared to scale a wall
I had never gone
the magic was already done
it was one of the pride moment
i too felt it as heavenly sent
I know you never asked for roses
you were at pain to express losses
believe me it was honest and sincere
I was willing to say with you here
You were not looking for it
Still I could see bright light
your eyes expressed it clear
You only whispered to hear
It was natural pull
I felt it deep and in full
It was not at all a deception
I too went for it without any option
Any one may feel going down
It will be decision of their own
it is not physical or any other attraction
no can afford to made addition or subtraction
I know it is going to be long way
still it is compulsion to be little away
If God willing, it may prove to be reality
The love has got its own sphere and ability
It was never a problem with me
I was at ease and feeling free
I could read it in your eyes
You held it firmly to express and try
Stay well as and where you are
I may be away and little far
It does not change the good start
You were really shining and looking smart
It spoke well and responded
It was nearly to be bonded
make it sure you are same person
I shall go with you without any reservation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Letters I Didn't Write
I wish you could have read…
The Letters
that I failed to write
I wish you could have felt the touch…
Of hands that failed to
reach out at night
Would’ve liked for you
to have heard…
Words I couldn’t say
Would’ve liked to have felt
The emotions missed…
When I failed to ask you to stay
What you didn’t feel…
When you didn’t hear …
The words I didn’t say
I wish you could have
At least…Felt the love
That you didn’t feel that day
I wish you could’ve known …
The feelings
that I didn’t show
The words I couldn’t bring to light
And tell you
Long ago
I wish somehow,
you could know now
Of things you knew not then
Of words I didn’t say or write
Of touch, or love
Of things... that might have been
poem by David Whalen
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The Day I Died
Yes, it was just another day -
The sun rose once again
To send the night upon its way
And light the world of men.
The children woke to go to school,
While I slept on in bed.
Old men feel tired as a rule,
So I dreamt on instead.
At ten o'clock, I got up, too.
I got dressed as before.
I did the things I had to do,
Although they were a chore.
I opened letters, read them all
And put the TV on.
The cup I held began to fall...
My balance now was gone.
I hit the floor quite suddenly,
Confusion then set in.
The ceiling stared right back at me.
I knew I couldn't win.
So there I was, with nervous breath,
My hand upon my heart...
Aware, above all, facing death -
Expecting to depart.
I lay there, waiting on the Lord,
My Saviour and my King -
To whom I turned for each reward
And every blessed thing.
I heard no voice, no angel came,
No vision at that time
And yet, by faith, I spoke Christ's Name,
With hope that felt sublime.
My spirit left my body there
And left my world behind...
I rose to meet Christ in the air,
The Saviour of Mankind.
Eternal life had been bestowed
The second I believed.
My spirit felt no heavy load,
For I no longer grieved.
The day I died, no more to roam,
Was just a stepping stone...
The precious day Christ called me home...
To kneel before God's Throne...
poem by Denis Martindale
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No Sense
He was drunk and had no sense
Fell down on ground and remained tense
'What will family members think about'? he thought
He could remember and feared actual fall out
People resort to drinking to forget heavy losses
To get fresh ideas on how to manage other sources
It is either love failure or deception from friends
Under all circumstances it is surely leading to tragic end
He had no such compelling ground
He had no grudge against anybody or around
Something worried him for unknown reasons
What would happen to them if he ceases to be a living person?
Hypothetical question and imagined worries
He was under tremendous pressure and carried
It was one sort of anxiety and unawareness
That stuck to his mind and was unable to face
What shall an ordinary man do when faced with fear?
Go for advices from friends or lend the ears?
If not then what is easy option to forget?
Little pegs or two can have pressure to let go
He missed the steps and again dashed to ground
His balance was lost and he could never find
Yet something troubled his mind and he missed a bit
He was violently struck on ground and had head hit
I saw him struggling with whatever strength he had
He was slave of drunken stage and felt very sad
I just extended helping hand for him to regain
He was helpless and could hardly express in pain
I took him to nearby safe place
Where he can escape from vehicle's chase
It thought of him for a while and felt sorry
Is this the only way to forget the worries?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Within Your Arms
living in the world I’ve created in my dreams for you and me
I didnt understand that anything could happen
when you take a chance
I never believed it before I was in your arms
I never opened my heart to what I couldn’t see
I didn’t want to see all the possibilities
there could be
there should be between you and me
I know something is different in me
I’ve never felt this way
this could be the start of something deeper
it felt so right to be in your arms
when I looked into your eyes that one night
I saw that same need
that same want
that same drive
that I was feeling inside
who ever thought I would have met you here tonight
you’re the last thing I expected
the world looks so much brighter within your arms tonight
I can see the day though the night
you have reached deep inside me somewhere and started something new
cause I know I’ve never felt this way without it being you
you’ve unlooked some kind of new and more passionate feeling
I never knew it could happen until it happened to me
I never knew it could have happened like that
I never knew it could be that strong
so fast
I thought it would take more time
I didn’t know but now it’s easy to see
if only you just looked into my eyes you would have saw
you could have seen that I would be loyal to you
you could have had your way with me right then and there
I wanted you to take me away
I wanted you to have what we wanted
I was ready for you to
I dare not to say it out loud
dare not to even think it for you might see it in my all telling eyes
only feeling my body telling me that I was ready
ready for you
and ready to tell you I’m willing to stay in your arms for ever
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Bodhisattva Nightmare
i felt the bullet
as your body fell,
the sickening gasp of light
lost in the void...
i felt the empty
of your stomach turning,
as you staggered weakly
down that long dusty road.
i felt the bone crushing pain
as he struck your face,
again and again....
i felt the sickness
of the stench of the alley...
i felt the fear and despair of the cell,
the not knowing when
it was going to come...
i felt the hatred and fear
they tormented you with,
for who you loved,
and the way you lived....
i felt the hopelessness
of the hard ass streets,
the gun in your pocket...
the monkey on your back....
i felt.... and still feel!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I may miss her
It left a deep scar on mind
I was in pain to feel and find
The naked truth about reality
The very much essence of life and quality
In young age if someone deserts
It does have little effect of flirts
You are not matured enough to feel pulse
You always want new and something else
I was pushed in corner at sudden departure
She was no more with me to endure
All my pains and agony to be shared
We both had challenged and dared
I would ask her jokingly about death
“Who will lay the floral wreath?
What would you do in such situation?
She would feel pain urge for discontinuation
No one is immune from death or immortal
It may be natural, simple one or fatal
This fact is known to all and almost dreaded
Any advice in this regard is silently heeded
It was ample proof of our happy stay
She was in good state of health and never went away
Not a day would have passed that she not beside
I felt so much elated to find her on my side
It was pleasant to say good bye daily
It was done in a good faith to find her happily
She would glance at all the members of the family
I too would smile at her and acknowledge it gladly
I never thought end may come soon
I used to walk miles in the burning noon
With the only hope that I will have to rush
As I had seen her last in morning with brush
She will keep everything ready for next day
Ad I had forgetful nature all the way
It was her routine to make it doubly sure
I was careless about next day or future
Such happy days won’t be back again
She is not likely to come back and regain
As she was laid there motionless and dead
I could still see worry on her face and read
I felt as if she would speak something
Though she was nowhere to miss anything
I was left behind to take care of everything
She was heavenly abode for nothing
I know it is inevitable part
Every living thing has to depart
It is destiny and ruled for all
No one can escape divine call
I will not cry over her death
As I have full trust and faith
Even though she has left early
I may miss her very dearly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Speak nothing
Speak nothing
Speak nothing when find no words
There may be hidden wishes from the lords
It is for sure that you may be saved from some troubles
As uneasy calm prevails underneath the bubble
But I was restless to hear from her
She had spoken some words or uttered
I could make nothing out of it
But her face had shined a bit
She was in complete command
To tease me often but not to offer remand
It might be her style and thinking
My head spun and started sinking
She sensed anxiety and eagerness
It was visibly reflected on my face
She had specially come to say something
I owned whole crown as king
"Don't be restless" she gently whispered
I too heard impatiently and nothing offered
Just felt cold shiver in spine and expressed joy
In fact it was nice moment to enjoy
She had green signal for our union
He family had consented me for companion
She had rushed all along to convey
I was surprised about it much to dismay
Who may not want such happy moments?
When she is near you and making no movement
Each word is reflecting whole life line
We both felt its impulse and looked very fine
In life something takes place all of sudden
You may not be prepared to accept it even
I was in total disarray as she disclosed
Now we were in happy mood to be posed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A long forty years
It drives me back forty years
When i had heard beautiful voice in ears
She was to be my partner for long journey
We had to march ahead without source and money
It was no Man's land
I wanted beautiful face and hand
no one preferred to be a friend
I had feared a tragic end
It was loveless life and long sea
Only blue waters but not a shed or tree
I was bird with wings but not a free one
Nothing could be achieved by me as person
Though kind at hart, I missed killer's instinct
I was forbidden to maintain it very strict
I did not look at even called by name
It was causing me surprise and shame
I am not aware of delicate stage
For me it is difficult to manage
Though I have grown with the age
Still feelings remain hidden in page
I used to pray almighty to gift me with one
Who would love me alone only except none
It was desire and did not expect it to be fulfilled
Though lady luck so far had not smiled
As luck would have it and it rained
Water filtered through ground and gained
The little foothold in somebody's heart
I was liked by some one as a nice and smart
There was some one wishing to be part
I considered it blessings from the start
I knew it may not click sometimes
But it was turning very good times
I stared In her eyes to find safe refuge
I was in no position to refuse
I thought I may sink with little fear
She started it calling with “O, my dear
I heard it coming like bomb shell
I was fearing fall of hell
It was quite amusing to hear sweet words
I gathered strength to thank Almighty Lords
She fairly smiled to offer willingness
I was almost going down with happiness
She was to be my permanent bride
I utterly failed for emotions to hide
I still remember those pretty moments
It will not nice to offer any comments
Ya, it was nicest among all so far experienced
I was not in control to find it distanced
My feet firmly held the ground
I thought I have lastly found
She can be princess of fairy land
I would love to hand over my self completely In her hand
“ I am still in her fold
since then enjoying hold”
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Friends flock
Lots of reader friends flock the site
Come with proposals and friendship to delight
I love their wisdom and intelligence
It is really god sent opportunity and chance
Some of them leave behind ever lasting impression
Not with their brilliance alone but with face expression
They speak nothing but rarely a word is missed
You feel intimate enough as if being passionately kissed
I read many faces with humanly concern
Try to understand their point of view in turn
But some of the faces never last from the memory
And if they try to do anytime I feel so sorry
One such character came across like lightening speed
She was "Aakhya" meaning fame with lots of things to feed
It has several meanings to be interpreted like "spoken"
I was all for her beauty on face and never got shaken
Some of the females only might have been blessed
As after long chase her face was traced
What a beauty to speak about and know her feelings
She was all for cooperation and expressed it as willing
Moon is best object to be compared with beauty
She is much more than what I thought can be from almighty
Each line can be read from her beautiful face
So lovely to look at and can be compelled to join the race
She has surprise elements on face
Woven with human colors and more of traces
Feeling for humanity and larger cause for literature
That is how I read and coming things for future
She has tendency to fall in love
May be with her work and firmly believe
That what has been dreamed is achievable
When person is trying to prove and is capable
She has personal gratitude for mother
As beauty with brain she feels no other
I have felt for her brilliance and beauty
She looks imposing and fine person and overall cutie
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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