Virginity at stake
I was in deep anguish but unable to cry
So many questions in mind but couldn’t ask why?
Was my academic carrier to come to an abrupt halt?
What steps were essential to lift spirit and exalt?
It involves great sum for higher studies
It adds to tension and unwanted worries
It is not simple matter to be tackled with ease
It requires financial backing with fund release
As poor peasant’s girl I had no way for higher study
I could curse only fate and felt so much pity
There was no course open for money support
No miracle ship was to come with call at port
It is absolutely clear that poor have no where to go
So many things they have to compromise and forgo
At each and every step they have to face with crisis
Where was the question for them to go and emphasis?
When you have no shelter or cover for future/
It altogether represents picture very insecure
You find no way or even slight hope for tomorrow
It is only left for you to beg or to go and borrow
What people ask for in return of favor?
Pluck the flower from garden for flavor?
This was not some thing new to grasp
I was going to prove for me the great task
I knocked every door for possible help
No one came forward to help myself
It was proving difficult to come out
I had no option left but to opt for fall out
I had great dilemma and trauma to undergo
What else I could offer or things to forgo?
I could offer only my body for auction
I could still believe it as hasty action
It was better to face onslaught at once
It was feared they may take out flash and pounce
What was use of having modesty for nothing?
It least carrier would provide me something
Why not to take revenge on system or society?
Was I not the commodity for sale in variety?
I offered to auction my virginity in open
Such cases don’t occur or take place often
I was feeling at great height of life
People wouldn’t have offered me so much as wife
Countless offers for single night with virginity
I was not worried at all for any kind of divinity
It was mixed reaction of sadness and joy
Thousands offered money for that night to enjoy
I had clear ambition of staying with future
With single night’s sacrifice I was to be fully secured
I released the details with full acknowledgement of episode
Plight, agony were pushed back and happiness over rode
It was fulfillment of mission for simple girl
The things were definitely taking different turn
(Based on real story of girl from new zeland who offered virginity for auction)
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Step mother
Is step mother altogether different from real mother?
Every time this question emerges and bothers
Whether real or step mother the vacant place can’t be filled by others
It is woman who has heart to offer as kind feeler or soothers
It is very difficult to offer motherly affection
Hard to swallow bitterness as nothing is left for selection
One has to undergo rapid change and adjust to the situation
To share the grief even if there is real infatuation
You may like and love your own kith and kin
There is no love lost and always wins
You care for love and offer in return
Many things to forgo and many things to learn
Kids need enough care and love from both
you must have allegiance to God even without taking oath
To offer best love and attention at the cost of discredit
Even true love offered may need observation and merit
People will not appreciate good gesture and sacrifice
Motherhood needs recognition and need to suffice
Step mothers are always blamed for nothing
If no good name can be given then at least praise something
What does she get for playing this noble role?
Bad name and discredit for work as whole
Not easy to play role of wife with different approach
Many may meddle in the internal affairs and unnecessarily poke
It is holy task than holier
Many have played the role successfully even earlier
You should be careful and not to be choosey,
Task is not to difficult but not also very easy
It has never been appreciated in past
Apprehensions always persist and doubts cast
Single individual may not live to last it long
Indeed difficult position to be found and appreciated among
Who needs the step mother most?
The children who have dearly lost?
How does husband spend time and at what cost?
What is so important in life and what is must?
Life becomes dull and dry and without any aim
Not a single man will boost happiness or claim
It will be simple word game and all the blames
Whole system will be on fire and flames
Woman bears heavy brunt and finds it difficult
She is at receiving end and has to share the insult
God only knows how she copes with such ordeal?
She is doing tremendous work and makes life real
Lets us pass all the respect which ever is due
We may not know the situation or have any clue
Woman has very big heart with all the kindness and love
We must bow our head and her greatness simply believe
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Such existence
I wondered over such existence
Which has no present, past or future sentence?
Which keeps us always worrying and tense?
Yes I know about it but what else?
I have no specific clues as to our living
How can we be that good as human being?
When plenty of my fellow men are hungry?
Prayers offered with sincerity but feel still angry
Some where I think error has been made
Why divinity is offered and cashed on as trade?
Some Gods are openly advocated as freely available
Financial help, gift articles and many things for inviting troubles
No one has any time to ask welfare
Everything is taken as mere fun fare
What happens even if only one God exists!
People suffer still but no one insists
There may still remain barrier
Poor may suffer as mere carrier
Rich may offer nothing and increase plight
They may not want to know what is wrong or right
I wonder in this wonderland
But yet to claim it as holy motherland
I may find many foes and friends
Unaware of meeting same kind of tragic end
We may not realize importance
As we may miss life altogether at once
Once you are dead or no more
There want be anything in store
God or no God all may remain behind as mere thought
Even though it might have been fiercely followed or fought
What do we bother in world as mere identity of an individual?
Life to be spent in uncertainty and as simple as casual
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Be-ggar
No one opts for unless forced
Inner soul feels guilty with remorse
Yet that is compulsion
No one desires it even amidst confusion
It is curse to be called beggar
*Daridranarayan* in new avatar
Daily blessing all for little food
Respond to appeal and offer for good
Charity is not offered daily
It is done with insult really
No one parts it with smiling face
Only left over food is offered in such case
Body is able but no backing
No one thinks of utilizing and stacking
Their place for honorable living
Payment for real labor and relieving
Yes some kind of rehabilitation is warranted
Their place in society is hopefully wanted
They are very much part but really not blessed
God has given hands but helplessly chased
I shall only think and do nothing
Express pity but no offer for something
The beggar passes off and so our feeling
Our sympathy remains behind as concealed
It is gigantic task and needs some consideration
Not all can be rehabilitated at one place with concentration
Many may still want to be in same position
As it provides them no other alternative under superstition
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For Our Future
They were real kings
His Highness majesty who could sing
Turn the fortune and change the fate
They had everything at disposal to relate
They left it behind
For world to find
To help the poor
And worked from door to door
They were great and may be remembered
For their contribution and what they have offered
To live with peace and brotherhood
In life they practiced and understood
They were real supporter
To work for people as porter
Carry out their plight and pain
Into life of their own
With great vision and mission
The great Ashoka made frank admission
'Love and compassion is the only way'
Hatred must go away
We on our part
Can pick little from their humanitarian art
At least to show some compassion
If not deteriorate but build the good relation
We need stable world
To live with unison and in one fold
Not to speak with threatening posture
But to build world for our future
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A Be-ggar
No one opts for unless forced
Inner soul feels guilty with remorse
Yet that is compulsion
No one desires it even amidst confusion
It is curse to be called beggar
*Daridranarayan* in new avatar
Daily blessing all for little food
Respond to appeal and offer for good
Charity is not offered daily
It is done with insult really
No one parts it with smiling face
Only left over food is offered in such case
Body is able but no backing
No one thinks of utilizing and stacking
Their place for honorable living
Payment for real labor and relieving
Yes some kind of rehabilitation is warranted
Their place in society is hopefully wanted
They are very much part but really not blessed
God has given hands but helplessly chased
I shall only think and do nothing
Express pity but no offer for something
The beggar passes off and so our feeling
Our sympathy remains behind as concealed
It is gigantic task and needs some consideration
Not all can be rehabilitated at one place with concentration
Many may still want to be in same position
As it provides them no other alternative under superstition
*Daridranarayan… God's incarnation
*Be—(without) .. Ghar(home)
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Clear choice
God will not pardon us for our committed sin
Whether there is situation of win or no win
We may be very keen and move with confidence
Where there is every chance of quoting as precedence
It is not always that He out performs us in every field
He may be drawn into our belief and forced to yield
When He is so much happy about our deeds or action?
He may want us to ask for any favor as reaction
One of the incidences may well represent the case
The person was offered favor as choice on the face
Anybody will be in dilemma as what is to be asked?
As clever human being he will doubly sure they are not faked
He will maneuver it with great skill when actually greet
Thousand of ideas will clash in mind and try to cheat
Complete result in one attempt without being noticed
Nothing to be left out of favor and finally rejoiced
One of the disciples was offered grace for at once
He saw in it as only remedy and life time chance
Without wasting for a moments or taking any notice
He wanted himself to be on the seventh floor of premise
Lavishly served food by his daughter-In law laden with gold
All his grandchildren happily playing under his fold
Thus cornering everything in single attempt
This proved how much he was clever and prompt
This is just an example of what we are made of
We will not miss any chance slipping out off
Even we will not spare our true friend or mentor
Even though he may be our savior or creator
Human mind is bestowed with numerous ideas
He may offer different excuses and various pleas
He will bow any time and come out of the situation
There is absolutely no chance of putting a question
He has proved his worth on number of occasions
Exploring every opportunity involved in the missions
Though there may be number of omissions or emissions
He has not failed at any times for guilt admissions
There is always conflict with clear conscience and mind
He may try to find out loop holes of any kind
He thinks it clever of himself to find out lame excuses
Though chances for failure or success might be reducing
One thing should be clearly borne in mind and understood
It is he only who is taking us out of wood
No other force is capable of taking us to shore
We must always pray by his name and adore
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A feeling for poet
You be my interwoven inspirer
rather than ardent admirer
I am just learner and look at
you for everything to set
I may have all
special with name to call
show happiness as I feel
With equal magnitude and zeal
I could have walked only one step
it could have been complete failure with slap
you caught my hand with as invisible friend
Now I see tunnel very bright at the end
I was no where to be seen
I was rather very much keen
You came like angel on scene
Restored at place where I should have been
I was expecting no miracle
I was trying but was unable
To project and get acclaim
It was unfounded claim
How could then it be realized?
How all mistakes can be well analyzed?
No one may feed you back with correct intensity?
This is one of the fine and rarest quality
I did see in her a helping hand
Though I did not see in her invisible friend
She is in her self a great poetess
I can not assess her very less
She may not be around
But I feel the fact and found
It is common fact and knowledge
One can always have clear edge
It is blessing to find a right person
Some flowers are found in all the seasons
You can not find any suitable logic
It has to do something with magic
You are drawn towards affection
You base everything on reciprocation
It speaks of intensity with action
You may not express but acknowledge it with no reaction
I have done all assessment
It was deep feeling in comments
It speaks well of your efforts
It leads to strengthening and rapport
Only poetic soul can respond and understand
The pulses and deep feeling can be the clear trend
You may go on appreciating the poetic skill
It is well intended move to speak of will
Why do we smile at kith and keen?
The unknown people can not be offered same scene
Why such thing is not seen or absent?
It is not to be offered to all at present
I could not hide my emotions
It may not be received with well propositions
I could speak nothing of my intention
It has found place with retention
The things may move on with orderly manner
It mays strengthen efforts and prove in order
The right things may emerge as solid gesture
It will speak clearly of well intention and future
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Boy/girl
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl
Finding out
Im finding out the things
That Ive been talking about
Im finding all the things
That Ive been missing out
Finding all the things
I lose my mind
Sometimes fall behind
You and I we live on the big ship
And time goes by
You make up and I believe a ladys lie
The skinheads call it strawberries and cream
Sometimes I scream
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl
We go out
A picture or a disco or a roundabout
I walk you home, I hold you there
Youre giving out
I open doors so I can shut your face
Know your place
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl
You can take me in your hand
Stand back, leave me, come in
Up and down and all around
You will sideways to the ground
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
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A kindness with gesture
A person will be know by his own behavior
He will be his own destructor and savior
His turn about may speak well about personality
It may also prove his ability and capability
He can’t become well-known for his fortune
No one may buy his arguments or fall to his tune
There may be many like him in this world
They may enjoy their life but their approach may be very cold
We can give advice to others ob the basis of expertise
People may offer all support and at the same criticize
It is state of art that comes to the person’s rescue
He may have all the fame and name which is due
What do people expect from you as gentleman?
Few kind words and treatment very human
It may raise your status to the highest position
It will also be known as rare combination
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be in form of blessings or simple murmur?
Words should not simply fall or flow?
If they are spoken with affection then face must also glow
May it be from elders in the form of kiss?
It may also be special offer and gesture from Miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be or prove real bliss?
I shall prefer to remain unknown and live alone
Even if no help comes from any one
I must accept it with full joy from inception
Even if that is offered with some deception
Why then so much noise is created?
Is there not real love which is recreated?
Do we ever sing when some one is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if it is lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not looks so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead?
Love and true affection takes place and spread
All sentiments can be expressed and simply read
Fragrance comes out of it and coolness is felt in head
Lovers may take it as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and feel awesome
Wife to husband may seem as emerging gesture
Happy moments may appear with beautiful nature
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Before marriage
What a girl might be thinking before her marriage?
Lot many happy dreams that has come up with age
A beautiful journey to be taken along with companion
A bond of never ending dreams and nice union!
So many friends come forward to suggest
What factors to be remembered as best?
What to forget outright and what to digest?
Well orchestrated rehearsal for coming test
All anxieties in mind for ship to anchor at the port
Clear worries with all illusions to garner the support
The sky may naturally clear off with clouds disappearance
When meeting will be taking with full trust and faith at once
Life has been put to me as two wheels of cart
I may prove its test and find charm at the start
Love to accommodate and live with whatever he has
Try to find out some good smile that must fit on face?
I foresee and anticipate male domination
Flowers presentation with vigorous aggression
Under the name of holy bond to witness the surrender
All speculations to come at rest when meet the real challenger
What will be left out me after that sweet encounter?
I think everything will move on smoothly thereafter
Life may go on with all the dreams to realize one after another
Worries to be kept at bay and not much of it left to bother
What will be stand on the way here after as one sage is over?
Find fine tuning with the circumstances and enjoy under cover
What else can be expected when all the anxieties are over in one night?
A peaceful life with not much to think what is wrong or right
In girl’s life such a stage come once in life time?
Where fears remain in remote corner sometimes
Yet that situation is preferred with fear or joy
We call it a fun but worth to enjoy it with beautiful toy
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A Man With Money
She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
He buys her things she calls him honey,
she calls me poor boy,
What good could it do,
to give a love pure and true,
when any fool could understand,
she thinks that money makes the man,
She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
She wants the things she'll buy with money,
not a poor boy,
a man with money,man with money,man with money,
Just down thwe street,
I know a place
When there asleep,
I'll cover my face,
I'll break the lock,open the door,
I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store,
Then I'll be a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey,
not a poor boy,
A man with money, man with money, man with money, man with money
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Kindness we offer
What in return of kindness we offer?
Will it be blessings or simple murmur?
Words may not simply fall or flow?
If it is with affection face will always glow
May it be in form of kiss?
Special offer and gesture from miss
I shall welcome it without any hiss
Who knows it may be real bliss
I shall prefer to live alone
Even if no help from some one
I must accept it with full joy
Even if that is offered with face decoy
Why so much noise is created?
Is there not real love recreated?
Do we sing when some one dear is cremated?
Do we not shed tears even if lamented?
How do we define it in terms and exactly?
Message is conveyed properly and correctly
May it not look so neat and clean?
As heart and mind act together and lean
Why simple kiss creates hornet’s nest?
Is it not the ideal to offer as best?
Why at all it should give nuisance test?
No gossips, no rumors and put them at rest
What difference it makes if offered on forehead
Love and true affection as if spread
All sentiments can simply be read
Fragrance smells all over and spread
Lovers may take as warm welcome
Daughter may feel simply good and awesome
Wife to husband as emerging gesture
Happy moments with glittering future
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Deformities
I protested for being foolishly dragged into
Even though it was false and untrue
They took me as eve teaser and cornered
I was soon to be beaten and tortured
I looked at her and begged
She was all for smile and managed
It was fault with my eyes which closed and opened often
People took it as an attempt to molest even
I helplessly tried to convince
Proved that I had no slight idea even to evince
But it cut little ice for deep mistrust
I was offered to prove more for the trust
Well now I was sure of getting no kicks
As I was speaking with truth and playing no tricks
It had nothing to do with eye blinking to her
As it had been weakness for me to suffer
I blinked again but they did not get furious
Now I was made fun object and became famous
They all laughed at me and cut jokes
Before sometimes ago they were all ready to offer strokes
It happens to many people and put them into trouble
I have come out safely after making great struggle
I get puzzled sometimes and shiver
As slight thought itself pushes me with fever
To some it may look a funny story
But I am the only one to feel sorry
For a boy it may be little cause to worry
But think if a girl I she has same thing to carry
There are many deformities in body
It may crate cause of displeasure to somebody
But think of an individual who has no control over
We need to take care of them and provide protection or cover
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2 Steps
You know im the kind of guy that does a 9-5
Workin real hard cuz its the way I live my life
Back home just me and you girl all alone
With no one interrupting, switch off the phone
But I could be that other guy
Who comes home late at night and tells you lies
So why you trippin out on me girl all the time?
When everyday its only you thats on my mind
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz theres really no doubt about it
You know I've been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz theres really no doubt about it
You know I've been there for you and thats the truth
You know you're the kinda girl that doesn't need to front
Keep it real, let me know just what you want
Sometimes you just dont know when to stop
Your working so much over nothing
Your just losing what you got
Now cant you see there's no other girl
I think your the most beautiful woman in this world (yeah)
But you say I dont appreciate ya and I dont know how to treat ya
We dont do the same things we used to do nomore
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Remember, it wasnt that long ago
You told me that you loved me so
Dont forget all the nights we shared when you told me girl just how much you cared
Remember, you can be led astray
But thats the way playas play
Im not that kinda man why cant you understand cuz I
Want you to trust in me, Babygirl cant you see
You're only gonna mess things up
You've done enough
Why cant you stop cuz
You're gonna lose whats good for you
And thats the last thing you wanna do
Won't find another like me
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
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A special reason
A special reason
For special person
Not waiting for any season
But is it the special one?
A smile is worth million
A bond worth for union
May have clear lien
A feeling not known to alien
You offered me joy
I laugh it out and enjoy
It was worth to offer you smile
Life is moving smoothly for meanwhile
What a great response to smiling face?
As if river is taking part in race?
No one is sure of meeting the sea
It may still be worth to run as free
I would offer him nothing
It may still be something
It will surely be surrender
But he will not act as offender
I did offer him best
It stood the real test
He has sailed safely to shore
He has everything for me in store
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Spirit To Be Adored
So much is said about rose flower
A natural gift offered by rainy shower
Thousand times better in shape and show
Even in jungles naturally it grows
Beautifully guarded by small thrones
The pain offered is not easily gone
It reminds us of nature's protection
The shield provided against any harmful action
It has symbolic presence in people's mind
People are considerate and have feelings very kind
No one thinks of touching it to offer disgrace
Watch just from distance and bring happiness of face
In life too it is compared with beautiful woman
Always wanted by and longed for by the man
It is god's blessings that both are equal in terms
And remain unfilled when some one ditches in turn
It hurts most and heart remains disturbed
The feelings and attachment remains uncurbed
Man looses the will power to live in world
Life turns barren and wishes are pushed in cold
Not in all the cases love is respected in real sense
So many people deceive the counterpart and commit nonsense
Leave them to their fate and claim total ignorance
One time beloved and lover now ceases to be Florence
Love may hurt but give enough courage too
W will power to survive and prove true
That love is not the things to be ignored
As gift, as blessing and as divine sprit to be adored
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Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
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Nothing In Our Arsenal
Justice delayed is justice denied
Often said in open but never tried
Every one uses it in its own gain
Only poor suffer and under go the pain
Only but civilized society is to be blamed
They don't come out in open and ideology shared
They conduct seminars and offer lectures
Ideas never float and thus block the future
Votes are sold in open and they don't venture out
Stay at home with family and only talk about
Every body wants to be millionaire overnight
Democracy has become lame and lacks will power to fight
Forget about legal systems in any country
It can't be left to the domain of anybody
People should have to take care
Properly address the system and nurture
Big industrial houses openly support
Involve in tug of war and take ship at the port
Lot many cartels of self interest are on board
The country as whole has to bear the load
The scenario has been completely changed
The criminals are on forefront and system efficiently managed
Everybody is made of clay and exposed to greed
Where can you provide effective machinery to lead?
No one may come out in open and participate
Everybody may dream of beautiful country and leave it to fate
No nightangle may come of its own and sing of patriotism
We need n such imaginary happiness but only humanism
I wish to be part of global happiness
Where it is not marred by color, cast creed or race
Where independent systems rule to the benefit of people and country
Then only there may appear real joy and place to enjoy beauty
Why people should die of hunger elsewhere?
Why at all countries should wage wars?
Why innocents should die in streets and suffer?
Have we nothing in our arsenal to offer?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No pardon
God will not pardon us for our committed sin
Whether there is situation of win or no win
We may be very keen and move with confidence
Where there is chance of it quoting as precedence
It is not always that He out performs us in every field
He may be prayed sincerely for making it good or to yield
When He is so gracious about our action?
He may want us to change as per direction
One of the incidences may well be referred as the case
The person was asked to have favor as simple grace
Anybody will be in dilemma as what is to be asked?
As clever human being he will try to see they are not faked
He will try it to maneuver with great skill
Thousand of ideas may clash in mind at will
He may try to have complete result without being noticed
Nothing is to be left out of favor and finally rejoiced
One of the disciples was offered grace for at once
He saw in it as only remedy and life time chance
Without wasting for a moments or taking any notice
He wanted God to place him on the seventh floor of premise
Delicious food served by his daughter in law and laden with gold
All his grandchildren happily playing under his fold
He got everything from God in one single attempt
This proved how much he was clever and comp tenant
This is just an example of what stuff we are made of
We will not miss any chance slipping out off
Even we will not spare our true friend or mentor
Even though he may be our savior or true CREATOR
Human mind is bestowed with numerous ideas
He may offer different excuses and various pleas
He will bow at any time and come out of the situation
There is absolutely no chance of putting a question
He has proved his worth on number of occasions
Exploring every opportunity involved in the missions
Though there may be many omissions or emissions
He has not prepared himself for guilt admissions
There is always conflict with clear conscience in mind
He may try to find out loop holes and come out by any kind
He thinks clever of himself and put forward lame excuses
Though chances for failure or success may eventually reduce
One thing should be borne in mind and clearly understood
It is His grace only that may take us out of wood
No other force is capable of taking us to shore
We must always pray His name and adore
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Virginity Taker
I have finally found the right one
To have and to hold for all eternity
In sickness and in health
Until death do us part
I thought laying next to you that one night
Right before you took it form me that precious piece of gold
I'll never get back
The future looked bright
I thought we would never fight
I was up there for a week only for you
Just for you
So in love with you
You were the man of my world
The same one that tore it all apart
Made me what I am today
Just a whore
I use to hear whispers now they are more like screams
They remind me of my mistake
I have already taken the physical beaten
The emotional one is really not needed
I thought I learned my lesson
But the pain I felt was all to great
And that desire oh that desire
Was just too much for a barley 16 year old girl to take
I had no one to turn to
No family no friends
They all said I told you so
You asked how I was doing
And told me that you loved me
Well Kevin you took that
I didn’t give it to you
You took it from me
Coned a young girl
From her virginity
Stay away I don’t need you
And I have found some one else
Not out just for that
He’s out for me Not to be my
Virginity taker
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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