We always pray
In critical days we always pray
Come together and search for the way
Think of an ordinary man very poor
When time nears to be pushed at the door
Hunger makes you sense the value
How a person can understand and review?
Search for inner instinct and respect others
How then it brings the ideas to come closer?
Love the way as we are all destined
Situation may alter as never imagined
In pain and distress we gather the strength
Think of lines which has same wave length
We feel the pulse and cry along
Render the help if something went wrong
Devastation and damage bring tears in eyes
We never go into question and ask any why
This is beauty of human being
Poor and rich rush to bring
All possible help to reach at the end
To avoid the curse, take vows to change the trend
Nature is kind so we have learnt
Houses to be built but not to be burnt
Bread to be provided and not snatched
Run to the rescue and not merely watched
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Party lines
We collect funds on their names
Spend it on some other means
Poor suffer on many accounts
Nothing is reaching to them as an amount
All the schemes are for their well being
May be the real intent but not enough of doing
If whole of iceberg is earmarked
Only small piece may reach as marked
Not an ordinary human being may watch
The bread and other things being snatched
By a person who has no right to take away
Much awaited relief which has disappeared on the way
Life has become difficult to pull on
Not easy to find square meal and carry on
Many commit suicide and many resort to crimes
It is really termed as bad times
Government work on party lines
Population and other factors are put on sidelines
They have fixed time to function with mandate
They compromise on many things and accommodate
Large fund is laundered and sent out side
For family staying abroad to provide
The precious foreign currency for personal use
And poor at country side face simple refusal
There may be some difficulties
Legal hitch and poor fund utilities
Yet effective monitoring is their obligation
People in street may know nothing about situation
Let some facilities be availed by poor
Lt they not run from door to door
We are paying taxes for their upliftment
No one should come in their way at any moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human Rights
If you were a child of a beggar
You would understand better what is human right.
It is normal to exist rich and poor people
Cause they are not equal from point of view of quality
But huge gap between the rich and the poor
Is the seed of hostility.
Please try to understand how a person feels
When he is hurt.
Why have you born? Why will you die?
Have you thought it over?
How much time is left for you?
Have you figured it out?
For us scarcity of time is more
Than that of wealth on earth!
Only kindness can bring peace on earth.
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Much More
It is not only life and death
But much more and worth
You have nothing with you as such
Yet you can deliver much
Even though in ordinary way
But that can wipe out millions of tears away
Keep your hands ready and pray
With only words meant to say
Which of the things make you rich or poor?
Even with so much of wealth you are knocking the doors
Why so much greed for wealth and attachment?
When it is not going to help at any moment
Use only two hands for everything
Ask for mercy and pray for something
Let your passage be smooth and happy
Rush in for help even if not forthcoming or ready
You have nothing on hand still you are rich
You have everything but not within reach
See the difference between rich and without reach
What else is there to observe and foolishly preach
No one has left behind any kind of rich heritage
Even if existed then there is no worth mentioning on the page
Who may go in detail and try to understand?
When we are unable to distinguish between foe and friend
You are like dry leaf of an aging tree
With one powerful blow and you are free
Fly of from beautiful branch like crest fallen
What else can fate which is normally seen?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Very Thing That Makes You Rich
My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
"boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self
'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand
And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor
The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor"
That's right!
Well, i put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes i did
Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes i did, i sure did
While you were living high on the hog
You had me down here scuffling like a dog
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake
You know i'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor,
Makes me so damn poor
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Makes me so damned poor
Money won't change it, no no...
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Terrible days ahead
Think of terrible days ahead
Before eyes can believe or you are dead
You may go with jute bag full of money
Return with small bag items of essential commodity
Days are not far off when you will have no time
To think about past, present or future sometimes
You would love to cry in one corner of home
Which was built once by you but no one will be ready to welcome
Love is on decline and affection already in vapor
Old people are neglected and have lost honor
In their own home they live like alien
No affinity or attachment or clear lien
You will find man kills man
Woman hates woman and so human to human
Race may become extinct if it continues same
We are solely responsible for it and to be blamed
The prices are sky rocketing
It is impact is in lime light and daily debating
Poor may suffer and middlemen may vanish
For them nothing will be left for fight to finish
Bread will be snatched from your lovely hand
Such will be dreadful scene and visible in trend
As life then will be proved as burden
The change may call all of sudden
I am not pessimist but indication is clear
One must think positive but with coming of fear
The situation is so much alarming
For the whole of mankind surely harming
Floods and earth quakes take heavy toll
Now cyclone creates stir with threatening call
Most of the parts are flooded with water
I fear the scene of universe may suddenly alter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh! onion
I have forgotten to test
Though you were cheap and best
Any time I was in position to cry
You have lost your charm, why?
Why all of sudden you have become celebrity
Is there improvement in your quality?
Do you think you are in formidable weapon?
Make us cry and push to death like serpent's venom
One of the poor men’s best companions
The so called name given as onions
How long will you compel to shed the tears?
Will we have to undergo burden and fear?
It has disappeared from the market
I have decided to forgo or forget
The name as such of onion
Though it remained the poor men’s diet as true champion
I would love to curse all those
Who have courage to hide it and dispose?
Snatch the food for their greedy wish
And pushing the persons to perish
A rare commodity now beyond reach
We have lost moral ground to preach
We have no soul left such to search
I can forget it as commodity as such
The democracy has become a biggest joke
Much legislation are passed and ordinances invoked
Poor watch helplessly and stand as provoked
The scenario is changed as everything is smoked
You have independent judiciary to safeguard interest
You have freedom of speech and serves as best
You are called master of destiny and luck
Still they are all out for your blood to suck
You live in wilderness as people come and rob
You wonder in world without having job’
You have nothing else to do except to rot
Still dream for shine after proving a blot
How many may be gifted with little fortune?
How far they will be fortunate enough to remain in tune?
Do they fear that their bread will be snatched one day?
If the person in street is pushed to commit in wrong way
I would love if it is declared as unsafe heaven
Where all wrong doers escape and enjoy even
Those hands which are meant for public good
Can successfully snatch slice of poor man’s food
We will be on path of successful march
It will be biggest show of deception and can be called as farce
We may succeed in concealing the naked truth
Everybody may feel pinch of salt when tongue is pressed between teeth
I can only pay almighty
To give them little sense and shower the pity
Think, what would have happened?
If the life span was never threatened
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The poor search for food, and the rich search for hunger.
Of Happiness
Of Happiness
What is happiness? I question and contemplate,
Even a simple answer invites an endless debate.
“I am happy”, very easy to demonstrate and say,
But most of the times it evades and eludes away.
Happiness can’t be bought or bargained by any,
Love can bring bliss said sages and saints many.
One who is in love, lives in world of happiness,
Soul is enlightened, mind is clear and doubtless.
Eyes observe beauty of nature in all His creation,
Peaceful and fearless one become in such situation.
Divinity of love makes a human more humane,
With compassionate and altruistic attitude main,
Love takes us nearer to god, a realm of happiness,
Succor it gives at the time of hardship and distress.
The bliss, the euphoria, the ecstasy and much more,
Love brings all these, is a reality as sung in folklore.
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
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My Everything
The lonliness of nights alone
The search for strength to carry on
My every hope has seemed to die
My eyes had no more tears to cry
Then like the sun shinned from up above
You surrounded me with your endless love
And all the things I couldn't see
Are now so clear to me
CHORUS
You are my everything
Nothing your love won't bring
My life is yours alone
The only love I've ever known
Your spirit pulls me through
When nothing else will do
Every night I pray
On bended knee
That you will always be
My everything
Now all my hopes and all my dreams
Are suddenly reality
You've opened up my heart to feel
A kind of love that's truly real
A guiding light that'll never fade
There's not a thing inlife that I would ever trade
For the love you give it won't let go
I hope you'll always know
Chorus
Oh
You're the breath of life in me
The only one that sets me free
And you have made my soul complete for all time
For all time
Chorus
You are my everything
Nothing your love won't bring
My life is yours alone
The only love I've ever known
Your spirit pulls me through
When nothing else will do
Every night I pray
On bended knee
That you will always be
My everything
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Dreamy mind
Had it not been the dreamy mind?
What could we search and find?
There would have been no fancy ideas
Hidden treasure would have remained under the seas
Even with sick body you build castle in air
You have unlimited ability to prove it as fair
Why person can not reach sky and come back?
Even if he has nothing to claim or stake
Even light speed is less than the thoughts
Imagery wars are prepared and fought
No matter who wins or looses
The person is at the helm of affairs to dispose
It keeps you all the time happy
This has been experienced by many
If mentally you remain strong and stable
You can prove yourself as being capable
The mind is full innovative things
It is constant try for new innovation and something
It might not pay immediately but pay in the long run
It is providing result along with the fun
Who can stop you from touching moon?
No would dare to question you in burning noon?
It is all confined to secret walls of memory
It may cause you anxiety but not the worry
It is good to think on positive lines
Rest all can be pushed to side lines
It is not one day labor that comes to realization
So many answers were found for the burning questions
It is tremendous work that has been waged in isolation
Some of it may not find the direct relation
Yet it proves to be of immense importance
Several examples can be quoted as an example
I would love to free the devilish mind to roam
Gather the ideas to work as not damaging storms
Full use of energy and harnessing it proper way
Then nothing can be snatched or taken away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tears of the poor
Tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich.
Shedding of blood
Rich man's headache,
Poor men's justice.
Water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish,
Fire is the only solution
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is lover's desire
Poor men's unbearable pain.
Din is the only right choice
To put forth your demand.
Dew is the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and the king,
Morning is the 1st step
Of that poor men's sufferings.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Plight of The Modern Education or Why Johnny Can't Read
The plight of modern education,
Is much more complicated than some imagined.
You see at first,
Many people thought money was the problem,
So they robbed some from the rich to
Give to the poor,
Now they wonder what happened to their
Test scores.
With all of this social engineering,
What did they accomplish?
All they did was bring down scores,
Bring down the morale,
And bring down the level of education,
Of our great nation.
Does this make sense,
Is this wrong,
What has happened to our education?
poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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Even As I Die It Will Continue To Go On
Back to building a website.
To put my ideas under my own design.
The internet is in the ages of all times.
Forever to be recorded so the kids of kids can remember it.
We must not forget
We must learn to forgive.
For injustices do not end with any other pretense.
If that make any sense.
Yes it does have relevance
Its not just more jargon to be heard.
By the crazy and the absurd.
In my constant drive I do not reach for the skies
But to understand the why.
The search goes on for truth and knowledge.
The search goes on for the true humanitarian.
The search goes on for a way to end all blood shed.
The search goes on for a way to eliminate all indifference.
The search goes on for the cures to diseases that remind us of how vulnerable we really are.
The search goes on.
Even as I die it will continue to go on.
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Loose The Face
Who will want to loose the face?
Even if with amidst stiff resistance and tough chase
Life itself is challenge and live race
You got to compromise many things in such case
I am not woman of strong resolve
But not weak either to solve
I stand on my own feet and look around
Search for solid stand and concrete ground
God may have different ideas for me
I was delivered fatal blow and fell down like tree
My heaven was just turned into hell
Nothing is there to remember and speak up well
He (my husband) was down to earth and very pious person
He will never argue for or against with any of the reasons
We had yet no issues as had not gone for in any season
We wanted to live each moment without daughter or son
He is no more and has been snatched away
This has darkened my path blocked the way
I have yet to raise head and look beyond
He was so attached to me and very fond
How can woman gather strength and face?
All stiff challenges and sustain the race
There is no other go but to run after
Whether rest of the life is spent with pain or laughter
People say I have face with charm
I see nothing wrong or feel any harm
It is way of living that may decide destiny
I shall definitely survive with the blessings from the almighty
I find nothing wrong with the way world moves on
Here every day makes you to struggle and pull on
Each morning brings great hopes and means to move
Only individual has to come out of shock and prove
I am no widow in that sense
I feel bad and at the same time turn tense
But that is quickly won over and set aside
World for me is unlimited and area very wide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Tears Of The Poor Man
The tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich,
Yet the shedding of blood
Is the rich man's headache...
And what of the poor man's justice?
In truth, water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish!
Fire is the only solution!
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is each lover's desire,
Yet the poor man's unbearable pain.
Making a din is the only right choice
To put forth your final demand.
Dew is but the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and their kings,
While morning is but the first step
Of each poor man's sufferings...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Tears of the poor man (alternative version)
The tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich,
Yet the shedding of blood
Is the rich man's headache...
And what of the poor man's justice?
In truth, water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish!
Fire is the only solution!
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is each lover's desire,
Yet the poor man's unbearable pain.
Making a din is the only right choice
To put forth your final demand.
Dew is but the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and their kings,
While morning is but the first step
Of each poor man's sufferings..
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Truth To Tell
When your heart melts
The depth of sea is felt
All unknown kind of treasure tries to come out
The mighty pen tries to speak it all about
It is felt by others and appreciated
As it has something to be related
So far not done by anybody else
Joy, happiness pain including curse
Ideas flow like river water
But any times they may alter
If find with stiff resistance
It will change course without any insistence
You need not think about plot
It is already with the poet
Only needs little impetus
Pure innovation with ample thrust
Little plight may affect your heart
For sufferings of poor ache may start
That is how human beings are made
Poets are no different and don't treat it as trade
Love feeling is with everyone
Even cruel may have it as one
He may long for his family and children
And rush to them with slight bad news even
So you should pen whatever you feel
That can be called Almighty's will
No all can write or pen exceedingly well
Each individual has different truth to tell
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Inward Strength
The journey is never limited to physical traveling
It is about exploring the avenues and availing
What can be best for human life in further quest?
How to adjust to the situation as possibly as best?
The lust for smooth company never ends
They can never remain as good friends
You will be deserted as soon as your fortune is in doubt
There remains only unhappiness and gloom to talk about
Same way you are pushed very far to get the wealth
You care for nothing in blind race including health
What you get after making all desperate bids?
Exactly you may be unaware or blind without any lids
When you are fully contended with what you had expected?
What was achieved and how much can be really respected?
As there is no end to our fancy and hunger for materialistic world
We may go to any extent for acquiring even if soul is to be sold
As time nears for your departure, you suddenly wake up to reality
You may think of another world by thinking of its futility
You try to work on some religious books and get some solace
Go for all kinds of ways, search new grounds and shun the palace
The inward strength sprit doesn’t allow you to surrender
You are getting some kind of signals as reminders
Something must be done at this stage for lovely end
Change whole life system with complete new trend
You are now living a free bird
Flying high in open and aim at skyward
This is time when you think of infinity
Best way to reform with liberal approach and fine quality
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Nervous
Why I am so nervous
Please explain to me
Why I cant sleep
I close my eyes to shelter
In the dark I try to hide
If you leave me on my own
Im worried I could lose my way
In my mind confusion
I see you everywhere
But we dont speak
I try so hard to touch you
But youre always out of reach
If you walked right by
Would I see in it your eye
Would you turn away
Seems to me
Ive been a long time
On this road
Has there been a sign
Another way
And Ive passed it by
I dont know what it is that drives me on
Gotta keep movin
Gotta keep movin on
Bring it on home
Lets bring it on home - your love
Bring it on home
Lets bring it on home your love
Bring it on home
Lets bring it on home your love
Down parallel lines
Dont question faith
Dont answer lies
Tell me why Im nervous
Please explain to me
Why I cant sleep
Please explain to me
Why youre always out of reach
If the water ran dry
Would I see it in your eye
Would you walk away
It seems to me Ive been a long time on this road
And I wonder why
Has there been a sign that points another way
And Ive passed it by
I dont know what it is that drives me on
Gotta keep movin
Gotta keep movin on
Bring it on home
(straight lines before my eyes)
Lets bring it on home your love
Bring it on home
(straight lines before my eyes)
Lets bring it on home your love
Bring it on home
(straight lines before my eyes)
Lets bring it on home your love
Down parallel lines
Dont question faith
Dont answer lies
You know you gotta keep movin
Bring it on home
(straight lines before my eyes)
Lets bring it on home your love
Bring it on home
(straight lines before my eyes)
Lets bring it on home your love
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