We Do Nothing
We do nothing, want or don’t want to
This is bitter and unforgettable truth
What we are today were not yesterday!
Those were the moments of golden days
Not much of plight or days of starvation
Very good, peaceful and cordial relation
Yes heart felt sad happening all around
Bitterness was to be seen somewhere and found
Who can predict about future?
I think no one on our part for sure
We have to resolve it genuinely first
Then think about other things to solve at last
I have cried with my brethrens
Always shared their views and concerns
Cried along with them for deaths to mourn
Balied hopes, shattered faith and bodies torn
Storms daily come and destroy the houses
Patience dry out and passions rouse
We have borne the agony but bore no grudges
Trend is yet not clear as they won’t budge
We have reached moon and now embark on mars
But at home and abroad hungry are the masses
Enough of blood has flown on the earth
Many more casualties to count with innumerable deaths
We know nothing about future of the children
Countries land has turned dry and barren
What will we do with coming up of new houses?
When we have nothing on head but restricted passes
Amen! We all need peace
Stable life and living at ease
Give peace a chance and earn breather
Lot more concerns to share and responsibility to solder
Oh lord, now it is enough and no more of such kind
Let us strive hard, come to the conclusion and reasonably find
For betterment of man kind and slight chance for livelihood
Live and lead as an example for humanity in the neighborhood
Let us share agony, pain but avoid brutality
That must be shunned and banned in totality
Let us not shed the blood for occupation of land
Turn age old rivalry into best possible way and befriend
Future generation may not pardon us for our folly
Why was it imposed upon and not considered silly?
Was it considered most important and wanted really?
The answer remains “no” as it was never understood truly
Many factors played part behind the scene
Such holocaust and plight was never seen!
The wounds are still licking with bad memories
Adding more woes and not lessening the worries
Survive the attempt that is pointed at disasters
We are the main people and own masters
Nothing must be done to vitiate it further
Let us live like one as sisters and brothers
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A peace for trial
What a love depicting scene?
never witnessed and seen
it is dying need of an hour
when can we smell a flavor?
When will we live as one?
when that thought will be borne?
when our children will be free from all tension?
Peace and love should find only mention
I long and wait for happy moments
when peace march to halt can be glorious movement?
all races and humans to act together
provide peace a chance and breather
No where we heard a war cry?
Remorse at heart and feel very shy
Always puzzling trend and asking, why?
We did all crimes against humanity without fair try
The repentance is a key to happiness
No realization until we face
What a pity for an ugly and mad race?
We shall never go for it in any case
It is wise to think of common platform
No ill feeling or distrust and well informed
That is the clear heart feeling and wish
All the golden opportunities not to miss
The peace chance can never come again
That must be the cause and our worry main
We shall try and strive for durable peace
So rest of the world can live at ease
Nothing will evaporate in single day
We must find solution and way
Hatred and dissension is not the solution
Peace and harmony should be the resolution
Who will come and preach us the lesson?
Where will find its very good mention?
Who will approach to ease the tension?
The Messiah may not descend to maintain the liaison
We have to act as emissary and prophet
No opportunity must pass out or to be let
It may be heavenly sent chance
It may illuminate with hope at once
Nothing goes into flames without a fire
We need not ignite but only admire
Not adding a fuel but act as extinguisher
We need to print the peace message as publisher
Everybody is needed in noble effort
Ship with olive Branch message may land at port
What else is needed except will or support?
Give it fair chance with initiative and efforts
Not all may go in or want the destruction
They too wait for chance or instruction
That may not come at all for their endeavor
It will fail them in their desire forever
I am no visionary
Certain things are not there in dictionary
We got to interpret rightly and act
This is need of an hour and fact
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Holocaust after partition
It was holocaust after partition
Little spark had resulted into ignition
Brothers and neighbors turned into enemy
It was never wish of any faith or almighty
No one knew what prompted genocide
It was agreed to but didn't result into peaceful divide
Houses were burnt and millions butchered
All over the region bodies can be found mutilated and charred
Was it for peaceful homeland?
Was there any need for division of motherland?
No one could answer then as friend
And not now even at the end
Two nations came into being with reality
Hostile propaganda coupled with relation in bad quality
Migration from both sides to take revenge on each other
Lots of refugee problems and future concern to share
It is difficult to understand hatred theory
What a shame on humanity to feel so much sorry!
Murders, loot and burning along the road sides
Miles long queues for crossing the borders on both sides
Families separated with deep wounds of hostile acts
There was nothing more to offer and react
Both sides had suffered heavily and bore the brunt
Still people were blood thirsty and continued to hunt
It is no use to blame any side or show sympathy
People were reeling under pain and felt apathy
No one was there to wipe their tears
As each one was gripped with the fears
National anthem was played to celebrate the birth of nation
There was bitterness and strained patches with the relation
No one seemed happy at the heavy price paid for
It was worst destruction even not faced by war
Generations after generations may change
Yet deep wounds may never go with the age
Ask any one who had not lost his dear one?
It was bloody partition but price paid by someone
* Scene at the time India of Pakistan partition*
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Right As Rain
Ive been trying so hard to close my eyes
Dawn is rising under those cloudy skies
Days in darkness
Seemed like theyd never end
But now the rules are changing, girl
We can begin again
And well be right as rain
Whos been fooling you
Theyve been cruel to me
The kind of love we share
Is hard for those people to see
Stormy weather
Still the chill remains
What they thought was lost forever
Has been found again
And well be right as rain
All those violent people
Wind up tearing our peace apart
Do their best to destroy our future
Before it has a chance to start
Never had a chance to start
The kind of love we share
Its so hard for some to see
I know it was hard for me
It aint lost forever
Its been found again
In the rain
And it feels so good to me
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Love and friendship
If red rose is for love and friendship
White one is for peace and very seems very deep
Its message is very clear with anguish
A signal for surrender and sign of finish
It is better to call off war and avoid blood shed
The wars are never successfully led
Both the sides suffer in terms of man and material
No one can proudly claim or offer denial
Modern warfare is the bloodiest
It can never be termed as useful or best
Did you ever visit hospitals or war zones?
If not then you are safe with all bones
Bodies are scattered all over for vultures
No one can claim it as good culture
It can never guarantee stable future
We are pushed to deep darkness for ever
Let us pray for no more such occurrences
It should never occur even by remote chance
We may replace material loss with some pain
But human losses are never to be regained
Even single death is shame on humanity
We have been sent here as peace messenger by almighty
We have no right to claim any land or divide
Time may favor sometimes but not always the tide
We have seen many civilizations lost in process
We have few remnants and have some access
We can assume glorious past of such existence
What is use if we have lost our past because of ignorance?
Avoid using pretext to wage such unholy things
It has nothing to do with man kind or something
Peace must prevail either by friendship or good neighborhood
Then only it will be known as correct meaning and having understood
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Very hard
Very hard
Parents expressed helplessness
Worry lines could be seen on their face
Further study was beyond their control to afford
I was full of tears and prayed lord
I begged to friends for old books to read
They merely showed scant respect and shook head
It was not only the problem with books but with uniform too
Night had descended on earth only for me and it was true
I saw dark clouds hovering over head
Complete future looked bleak and dead
No help was to come from any corner
Those days were really unforgettable and grimmer
I used to cry in one corner
Curse the luck and saw it as eye opener
One must work very hard for children
Not a little hardship should be faced by them even
I could understand the agony and pain
Parents were helpless to ask me again
I was not blaming them either
I was dear flower to them and brought me up as Gardner
Even though very poor they cared me at every stage
Now it was my turn to change the history and write new page
At whatever consequence I might have to face future course
It must be done bravely to augment some income in their purse
Life mission had become now so important to me
I was to take decision very fairly and free
Parents were now my first priority
They were to me very dear and next to almighty
I preferred service to mother land
Lovely chance to lay down life for holy land
What else can be a chance to be considered as honorable?
Rich or poor can have the same opportunity on table
Uniform gave me sense of pride
There was visible comforts and nothing to hide
World had become large and very wide
I was no poor boy now felt no divide
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Center for study
India has remained as centre of study for the world
Where as many countries have blown hot and cold
Peace was never at their door steps leaving behind misery
Cordiality was never considered as reality and necessary
The country and its people are known by traditional values
Not by the way of loud speaking or projecting wrong views
But showing the courage and patience at the time of crisis
The culture stands as its hard core fabric and forms solid basis
It is very easy to bully small states by playing big brother’s role
Interfere in their internal affairs by unnecessary call
This is one kind of vengeance and shown towards helpless
Take full advantage of weakness and force them to abandon the race
In general, animosity is not at all welcome
It may be suiting to hardly counted or some people
Yet it cuts no ice and spoils the situation
It no condition it can be allowed with its continuation
On the other hand generosity is considered as noble gesture
It is considered as essential for stable relation or future
Humanity demands such steps as precondition for growth
Animosity must disappear from the scene and other aspect must come forth
Human nature is gifted with certain hostile aspects
It is interwoven in nature with all the respects
We feel jealousy merely on count of neighbor’s prosperity
We add fuel to faire to hide displeasure and inability
These are all virtual enemy of human race
It makes person blind and generates hatred in so many cases
Man becomes blood thirsty and runs for reprisals
Inflict personal Injuries which sometime costs fatal
We have never transported extremism to any countries
Taken full care not to imposed will and act as sentries
We have suffered a lot yet so far held the ground very well
Country is well knit and stands firm for many stories to tell
We are still facing the uncertain future with ugly scenes
Many innocents are subjected to and casualties have been
The peoples are misguided and hence give rise to animosity
This clearly demonstrates their defeat and inability
We have long roots of tolerance and are known as peaceful nation
Not only shown the courtesy and good will but maintained the relation
This has kept people prosperous and happy with progress
There is no ground to feel dejected if denied the access
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Strange Ways
Many people have strange way of meeting
With heavy face and deep frown, offer greetings
Good at heart but fail to show happiness
Forced try to come out of isolation and loneliness
Never mind meeting less people but share their views
Let them feel you are sympathizer among few
You are not here to gain their sympathy
But to share worries, agony and apathy
Life is worth only when you are involved in it
Light too may be seen only when lamp is lit
Feelings are also felt only when there is little gesture
Respect is also when only when you have fix tenure
You can earn fame only after hard work or dedication
Lukewarm response from others is also good indication
No one simply acknowledges your contribution
It is only for your hard efforts in distribution
'Live and let others live' should form the basis
It may lead to peaceful existence and avoid crisis
You need not speak yourself as work may reveal
Everything is open to judgment when nothing is to conceal
It is considered as achievement and good art of living
Fine blend of relation developed with and neat weaving
That is how one may comes to be known as very humble
His ideology may not need introduction with preamble
There is no big price tag for showing goodness
It must be seen as gift from God or holiness
Let inner strength find response with easy access
Life may be termed as worth while with grand success
Nothing may go wrong if one sincerely tries or attempt
There won't be immediate response or action prompt
Society or circle may recognize its real importance
It may have its own weight like any heavy substance
Many people go and opt for open confrontation
Use bitter words and enter controversy and altercation
They themselves mayn’t know what they are trying for?
Find no place to stand even at home or with neighbor
Is it not futile to try for worthless things?
Are we sure of attaining it for something?
Will it not cost dearly for our well being?
I shall prefer to be poor rather than being king
We are not here to behave as strangers
Sometimes we act like teenagers
Go for easy pick and quarrel
Simply accept wrong for real
Life itself is very strange with so many ups and down
Many may rot in streets and others may have crown
It is not important how and what you inherited?
But how you delivered and your work merited
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Joint family
Joint family culture now days not found
It was ideal and was placed very sound
It has made long full circle and round
Now it has disappeared and lost ground
Is it losing its original charm and magic?
They used to provide good humor and comic
There is no immediate solution and remedy
Family remains in tension without any comedy
The economic burden is taking heavy toll
Old people find it very difficult to stroll
Limited space and mobility makes them venerable
They feel neglected and lead the life miserable
How much trouble parents face for bringing their children?
Without kids their life seems sultry and barren
Parents still go for all out efforts to over come
All difficulties they bear with happy face and welcome
The phase is reversed with change of trend
Children grow up with so much to mend
They find it difficult to continue with old
Go for immediate change with old items to be sold
Overnights the parents have become unwanted
Their presence is not liked and unwarranted
They want to have their own world with freedom
They seemed to have run out of wisdom
It is irony of fact that we have run out of courtesy
How can we forget their efforts and majesty?
Do we confine our selves to feel only pity?
Is it the only way to face the situation or reality?
Old people are sometimes pushed to the wall
They are simply shunted from home or hall
Where to go and how to live is only concern?
They tend to forget that tomorrow will be their turn
We need to think in right prospective
Their plight should be considered as subjective
We are not inhuman or live in stage primitive
Deep concern should be made and efforts to revive
We must develop sound mechanism
It should be considered best humanism
Nothing can substitute for good gesture
They are not our past but best future
They should be considered as national heritage
Why we should neglect them because of old age?
They should have all their dues and respect
We need to pay attention and introspect
They have parted everything for our betterment
We should look after out them for good treatment
We should do it as matter of self respect and pride
It should form basis and not attempted to hide
History will not pardon us if we fail on this count
You will not be at ease and heavy pressure will mount
Nothing will go well if they are made to suffer
How can we afford joy if we have nothing to offer?
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What is to be done!
Do I really belong to this world?
Am I really worthy to remain in the fold?
Am I literally with their concept of life?
What am I likely to do for this war torn strife?
I have no answer exactly as what is to be done
I want to pun an end to hostilities and by gone
No useful purpose can be solved if old rivalry is dragged on
No material aid or any kind of help can be flown
If I can become peace messenger and roving ambassador!
I shall keep all avenues open with no closed doors
Every steps being taken to ensure lasting peace
As the main aim would be to live at ease
As man would be seized with dreams and so much fancy
It will be influenced by factors and can be counted as many
Still it is good to think about the rendering of useful help
As so many may seem to be lethargic and uncaringly slept
Daily we hear the news of fatal accidents
It has become routine for such incidents
Some times the tragedy may occur at residents
And some times at the site of construction under dams
It is meaning to say that life is not sure and uncertain
We can not lead it peacefully even if we try and maintain
If every one contributes little and thinks of positive
It becomes over all concern and does not remain selective
The world has been saved many times from blown over crisis
When two nations were at loggerheads with adamancy and emphasis
Still that has been achieved because of great vision and foresight
We can take it lightly under the context and allow them to fight
If there is awareness and proper people’s forum is available
There will be less scope of tension and it can be always avoidable
The public opinion can force them to avoid risk of the holocaust
Once public finger is raised and so many doubts are cast
We are very much part of this living and beautiful globe
Our conscious must always think, bite and probe
It may certainly lead to peaceful solution
If that meets sound response with strong resolutions
Every individual is important and inseparable part
The constructive ideas emanate and resoundingly start
It may not bar them from any regional boundary
This concept has to be understood and is very necessary
*Let one family with one world should gain the momentum*
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Look Backward
There is no use going forward
Where we have nothing but hollow words
Only promises but with no more bright future
Even our existence is no more stable or sure
Where are we heading for?
Towards total peace or intermittent war!
Casualties to count more than war times!
One is compelled to think seriously sometimes
Thousands of people die on the name of ideology
It is worst crime than to destroy the ecology
How human mind can again be made fertile?
Fed with ideas that are in real sense worthwhile
Travel from one end of the universe to another
The storms of all kinds don’t seem to wither
Daily it plays havoc with our mental system
How long and relentlessly we go on thinking about them?
We will have to come back or return to nature
Original place from where we had learnt about future
To advance for the betterment of mankind
But today not a fraction of it is available to find
No a single soul wants to live under fear
We have spent ages to come so near
Today we wish to live without any fear
But destruction and uncertainty is seen everywhere
World doesn’t belong to us any more
It has become distinct possibility therefore
Who knows when world will return to normalcy?
Will it be made possible by way of diplomacy?
Free exchanges and tolerance is the key to peace
Now people to people contacts are almost not at ease
There prevails distrust and hatred for certain races
Let us not leave behind heritage with such traces
No one will benefit but people at large may suffer
We will have nothing on hand to enjoy and to offer
Why not at least on God’s name we try to adjust and co-exist
Without maintaining any kind of acrimony or giving the twist
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Not Known Outside
Not known to outside what is called hunger
It is not natural phenomena or coming out of anger
It is felt when fire is inflaming inside
When frustration is growing wide
You get no sleep when hungry
You look towards sky and feel sorry
Your hands are empty to feed
You are unable to meet the need
Hunger can burn whole of empire
They have only outrage and burning fire
No one can kill their spirit
As no hope is seen or lit
Many may be starving to death
So many may be enjoying with wealth
They need only two pieces of meals
We can’t have for them a nice deal
Let there be no hunger as proclaimed
No nature alone to be blamed
We have done injustice to nature
We have blackened our future
There is no answer to humanity
But yes it is poor thinking and bad quality
We can feed their mouth and see smile
That is what we can do for a while
We can for a while alienate
But we can’t afford to eliminate
Humanity as such can’t relate such things
It needs great care and more of something
Mere food grains may do little
They need to think positive and settle
How nature and forests are basic features!
This may become permanent and we may not have any cure
Sun may be blazing in noon
You may realize the devastation very soon
Nothing can shelter us from future gloom
No temporary steps can be considered in room
Soon it may turn into reality
We may loose out control and ability
Many more starvation deaths and deforestation
Not good place to live in then without sanitation
Let us groom with whole world
People are sympathetic and not turning cold
They want every human soul to live with peace
At least two time meals at ease
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A war clouds
It is not the question of wordy duel
It is raging fire added with fuel
How a person can turn cruel?
Why can’t they have peace mutual?
This can’t go to their head
They want marching army ahead
They want to show overall lead
They want the message to be clearly read
It has remained age old dream and wish
They wanted hegemony and others to finish
Aim is only arms trade to flourish
they have only death faces to kiss
World have faced many holocaust
Natural and man made outbursts
Skirmishes on boundary lines
Celebration with champagnes and wines
Enough blood is to be bled but for whom?
War clouds may overcast and zoom
The war will be declared soon
The dark shed may appear on moon
Is it not the blot on humanity?
We want to continue the hostility
Do he wars have some special quality?
Destruction and deaths unnecessary and in futility
Is it not the devils dream with evil design?
How can we entertain and meekly resign/
There is still no sign of remorse
The war is thrust by tremendous force
War can change entire scene
The scattered bodies all over seen
Who are all very eager and keen?
Many countries actively involved and deliberately in
Hail their feat with loud applause
Die with hunger but passions don’t rouse?
Tolerate the injustice and hang on for destruction
Only deaths may await you as pure instruction
There is no joy or gladness
It will increase only sadness
Millions may die of hunger and starvation
World may watch silently with observation
They may thrive on lucrative business
It is pure consideration and madness
Few countries may benefit and others suffer
Let us join the threads and not differ
It may spill blood and result in quarrels
There will be exchange gun fire from barrels
It won’t be fight between loyalists and rebels
It may find name in holy war as label
Why can’t we profess bullet for ballet?
Love and peace without any hatred
Let durable peace prevail with peace mission ahead
We as citizens come forward and lead
There is no realization and escape route
As we have failed to eradiate cause or root
It may engulf entire area in turmoil
There will be subjugation and occupation
Besides death, economy may cause hardship
The war mongers may claim real championship
The diplomacy may take over and initiatives may be thrust
All in good faith with broad smile and trust
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In Future Times
In future times there will not be war like people aggressive people will be of the past
the glorification of war which has gone on for centuries is something that is not destined to last
The peaceful people they will be the rulers and there will be a time of World harmony
Of the dark energy of those who divide and conquer some future generation will live free,
This war of us and they won't last forever for everything does have it's use by date
There will come a time in the not distant future when war men we will not celebrate
When only those for peace will be elected into the important possessions of power
And the rose of peace all but dead and forgotten will bloom again as the World's most lovely flower,
'The enemy' that is a well worn cliche that war men to the opposites apply
They sully the nice word of patriotism when their humanity of those who oppose them they deny
Time is running out for the war loving people they had their innings 'twould be fair to say
They had their chance to make the World a safer place to live in a chance that they seemed glad to throw away
But in future times there will not be war like people for those for peace will have the final say
As they are the people destined to be rulers and the rose of peace will bloom again one day.
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Let Life Be Spent
Let life be spent at ease
Many areas need care and fresh release
An area of peace, harmony and stability
That is far cry and needed for humanity
It takes life thousands of years back
So much to worry and so much to consider at stake
Who has benefited so far from the wars?
It has only pushed us to miseries and very far
We have seen countries going fast into disintegration?
Always at loggerheads with no cordial relation
Hostility on both the sides with no hope of resumption
Hate and distrust only on the false pride and assumptions
Any country can progress if people are safe
Live with full freedom and deciding the fate
Prosperity and peace as the core principles
Country is to be taken out of from clashes and troubles
Peaceful existence is only way out
Let there be nothing else to talk about
We have lot more to give to our future generation
Solutions and way out to live with harmony in question
This had been visualized by our forefathers
They wanted trouble free world from wars
They had seen and witnessed destruction
Now is the time for us to rebuilt and have solid construction
There is lot more to share and distribute
Wealthy nations have responsibilities and more to contribute
Many nations look toward them for generous attitude
Let wars be not waged on false pretext or any prelude
Era of cold war is over new thinking has emerged
World have moved further and still poised to surge
There is enough of room for future technology
Beneficial to all for growth and removal of old psychology
We may have problems concerning to safety
Yet trial can be given to preserve stability
If nations are at peace and resolve to stay together
The world can remain at her best here after
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Aim in life
We believe ourselves not to be preoccupied
This fact is always hidden and denied
On number of occasion we continue to hide the face
The life is loosing its charm and no one is able to trace
Life without any aim may be considered as rudderless
We can’t let the life pass on and feel powerless
I believe in exactness, clarity and cleanness
This can form the basis of worship and that can lead us to oneness
Life is like main flagship and to be anchored safely at the shore
It has to find out the options and new ways to explore
We are different kind of animals and need some guidance
You may set it right when opportunity is afforded at once
There is secret fear in the mankind to solve their problems
They may be ridden with worries and feet may crumble
Still they may rise and tackle it with whatever is in hand
This is the main weapon in their hand and shows it in the form of trend
Life is part of fate and part of freedom
It may not confine us to boredom
It is not the wisdom to run away from the scene
There may clear case of loss or win
Why do we chain ourselves in set norms?
Who stops you to think wise and perform?
Do we need fresh thinking with new set of reforms?
We must get ready and always stay well informed
The desire, appetite, ambition and illusion may deceive
It may attract us all the time and in turn receive
The idea is formed in the mind and get ready to set
It is right time to perform and not to forget
Would you like to be chained in cage?
Can your feelings be inscribed in page?
It is to be translated in words and action
You need worry for any set back or reaction
We are living in cosmic present
It has all draw backs and peace is absent
We believe in strong future with no past
We still have no desire for doubts to cast
Do we live senseless and surge ahead?
Is there strong possibility to lead?
Do we have any option to ask apology and plead?
Can we visualize our future and clearly read?
I discover past to realize the future
I may make it strong and very sure
I still have all the ills to cure
I may still go for it and ensure
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Good relation
A soul soaked in divine love
Can hardly afford to live
Think contrary and believe
Precious live to be thought over and relive
It will never allow you to think
Slight deviation may not force you to sink
Little ups and down in life can alter nothing
If you have truest like something
Nothing must rule over mind
Little creative activity to find
Most lovable part will be kindness at heart
Life to be lived with good start
Bitterness has no place at any stage
We may have to pass through various stages
Try to come out from dark and cage
Think of golden worlds written on page
World may live on indefinitely
All creatures whether good or bad may survive definitely
Why should we think of other side of the hill?
When we are committed to peace and good will
Surrender to thee as foolish child
Leave it to Him even if you go wild
Some way may be opened for you
You will certainly get through
To err is human
But don't act inhuman
Live exemplary as man or woman
So you can face bravely when summoned
Love the fellow being as his follower
Some of them may holly and can be found in fewer
We may be mistaken them by default
This can be called clear fault
Love may last longer than expected
World and people a large may be acted
It is give and take equation
Strong bond is only answer for good relation
Reap as you sow
Receive back as you throw
All action with equal reaction
Why to speak of all ill actions?
Let love take over hatred
Come forward to be lead
Fine moments may definitely be read
When you are no more and considered as dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shalom is not a goodbye
shalom alechem, may the faith of Abraham enkindle in our hearts,
as Jesus of the nazareth brings good tiding in our life and Allah
bless us in our journey to life after death
let the tears dried up in the cheek of every mother, that mourn and
cried, may a thousand flowers grown in the oasis of love among
our brethen who shade their blood in the dawn of forgiveness
be given mercy and peace
the tears of our beloved someone, heal our wounds of our broken
hearts, its the experience of the past, that will leads us to see and
feel the wisdom of tomorrow, for the future is certain to come and
today is time to heal
let not our dreams of happiness linger only in our minds, tasteless
to feel, in our generation to come, the joy it gives, is a heart that
forgive, may the wisdom of the prophet lives in our mist, for what is
given is to be shared to others
life is so special to live, even the angels and saints in the heaven
witness the beautiful gift of creation, not in the mighty deeds each
one is judge, but to what a profane created being can share in every
man's life has received
it is not the solid and high barriers of walls, that divert vengeance,
nor the conventional tactics of warfare that stop my anger, not
even the sophesticated arsenal of hardware can ease your pain,
lead me not to the path of chaos, its not on your glory that you
have seen mercy in your enemy
as a dream of moment to come, is a blessing of God, the
passion that was promise is everyone to be shared, it is a
covenant to be fulfilled that everyone is part of this wonderful
creation, let not all stones be shaken of fear, for i the Lord
thy God promise joy and peace, among my people
my love, stand and lives with you, till the end of time, even
the sting of death can't stop my promise, I am who I am the
Lord of Abraham, the Father of Jesus and the most Gracious
Provider Allah, will love you through out Eternity
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Something different and unique
Live and let others live
Trust, assert confidently and believe
Impart what others can't give
Probe not the unknown fact and leave
This is fundamental and life's essence
Show new life and make known its presence
You have more to earn in giving
Believe in what you have and start living
Never ask anything in return
Give today and you may have your turn
You will not compelled to seek
It will strengthen your will and not make you weak
Not all can perform kind gesture
To some extent it affects their future
Nobody may like to part with little of their belonging
Yet it is considered by them as easy going
To feel donor is something unique
It is real call from kind heart and nice pick
If you can really do it with grace
You may find ever lasting shine on face
If you are in habit of doing it secretly
Then see to it that it is done very quietly
No one should get wind out of it and observe
As it is intended only for needy people to be served
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A patch up
It was patch up, good try and denial
We gave our relation a descent burial
We would come together to part again
It was often scuffle and washing brain
She was normal and very descent
May give in willingly and never resent
She won’t question anything beyond limit
Some of the things made her unpopular and unfit
She would come up with straight face
She won’t accept anything and try to trace
It was her adamant attitude that made it impossible
To continue for longer period and make it stable
I may be not free from complete blame
Though it was matter of great shame
How could two people not live under one roof?
When they lived happily with each other as proof?
As usual the day would start with good wishes
We may smile at each other and nicely finish
It will be beginning of the good day but bad end soon
It will pick up bad tempo by the start of the noon
Not all couples meet with such farce situation
There may not be good use with its continuation
It must be terminated for the best and good future
The relation may be maintained and assured
There may be reunion in coming days
If some reasonable is found on the way
The feeling does not go off that easily
Though the reasons given there of are very silly
We are part of civilized society
Some of the things are easily available in the city
The alternative can be easily found out for better relation
The severance of relation is not at all good indication
The relations are not built in a day or two
So much is taken into account and passed through
Its durability is matter of great concern
Everybody gets it tested turn by turn
It is considered as holiest of holy
The blame too should be shared wholly
Not one can be singled out for the failure
Everybody must take care and assure
It is easy to break the relation and part
The warmth and feeling too may depart
There will be love lost game and hatred
The message will be completely misread
It is nice to be loved from the distance
You can sight the number of instances
It will be strong desire from two willing souls
There won’t be any chance for creation of faults
It has to end very nicely
The life must go on promisingly
If things move on willingly
The problem can be overcome convincingly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good gesture or courtsey
It is not at all good gesture or courtesy
If something is retuned as shown pity
We are no one to show the act as mercy
Yet to part with something is not easy
To show some kind of acceptance is noble step
To forgo bitterness is even greater for others as slap
They will continue with same hatred and rivalry
To finish the bitter end has great impact on adversary
Not millions of cash is required to show as charity
It is inherent and built in human quality
Not all may be bestowed with let go tendency
Lot many people claim and escape with the fluency
As nature lover I was all for bird’s care
They have no place to go anywhere
The jungles are wiped out and habitats are open
Their final place is withdrawn and stands stolen
Some of the world’s are best known for their drive
Some of the rare birds luckily escape and survive
“No cruelty to animals and birds” is their slogan
Hurt animals and birds are taken care off and immediately flown
I have little piece of land in remote place
You can easily witness birds and trace
They will visit fearlessly and make nice sound
They are yet not threatened and in abundance found
Even though they were considered as villagers
The birds love was not new to them as strangers
They too wanted some steps and good place for nest
The paucity of funds was the only problem as rest
I was approached by group of people with village head
They wanted me to donate little and show some lead
Even though I was little unknown solder I readily agreed
They rest of the village folks were little apprehensive of my greed
The bird’s home was to take place in near vicinity
Some grains was to be offered daily as nobility
Enough of fund was created for their well being
Now so many birds gather here and beautifully sing
I look back and evaluate the scene
The village people were hostile and seen
They will kill the birds for their meals
Now the birds were free in real
I thought for a while about bondage
It is like concealing wounds in hidden bandage
We will not know the aggravation from inside
The repercussion and impact is very wide
The freedom and liberty is very much enjoyed by all
Birds and animals too want it for them as free call
They are inseparable part of nature and our future way
Let us not kill them or take their place away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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