What I seek?
What I wished throughout life?
No trouble, nice spending with wife,
Children just before eyes playing,
I knell down before HIM and praying,
Wished that Life should have hard going,
No vehicle or rope just to toe the Boeing,
Why I need continuous pet on back?
Does it not discourage and develop crack?
Little wish raising her head in corner,
Trying to woe and support garner,
I must have happy easy going,
Never have I witnessed stone throwing?
He blessed me with happy end,
Beautiful feelings with messages send,
No regrets, no feelings to amend,
Continue to seek blessings with sincere pretend,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A wishful thinking
What I had wished throughout life?
No trouble, nice spending with beautiful wife,
Children to remain very close and playing,
I knelt down before HIM for praying
I wanted the life to be challenging and very hard
I didn’t want to make it substandard
It has its own advantage or disadvantage
It is to be lived and nicely managed
I also didn’t want it to be very hard and tough
I never wished that people should behave very rough
I desired it to be very smooth sailing
To go in for all chances and availing
I want to lead the life with honor
I never wished it to be spent in corner
I should witness easy going,
why should I witness stone throwing?
I have been blessed with all comforts
People love me and maintain good rapports
I seek their approval in all my affairs
We were known as lovely pair
I have made life as easy as possible
So many created hurdles and made it impossible
He stood be my side and lead to happy end,
All had beautiful feelings and messages were also sent,
I have no regrets, no ill feelings or whatsoever of any kind
I have not allowed them to rule and place to find
I continue to seek His blessings with sincere prayers
There is no one to go with arguments or act as buyers
It is individual’s wish to mould the life in a way he wants
People may offer bad comments with clear taunts
It is there way of dealing with innocent and nice persons
I see no logic behind it with enough reasons
They may try to drag in you in unnecessary controversies
They may also pretend to be close friends with their adversaries
It is simple way of fooling and lands them in trouble
There may prevail uneasy calm before rise of bubbles
Life needs to be trimmed as per our wish
It must have full freedom of movement as that of fish
The pond may be very fast with enough of space
There is no hurry to enter into mad race
It is professed in very clear terms
Life can be made easy or hard in turns
It is totally in our hand to make it smooth
There lies no suspicion but only truth
It has to be grand design
We must honestly live to resign
The path may not be easy but rough
Let us not add anything to it and make tough
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your Gaze Is Full Of Ice (Wyatt Sonnet)
I am at war and yet, no fighting has begun:
I have no fear, from me this war did not arise
but when you look at me your gaze is full of ice;
at a time in your eyes was nothing but the sun.
At times we were happy had a lot of fun
and your attitude, your gaze is a big surprise
as if sheer betrayal, is in your soul, in your eyes,
as if something terrible had made you run.
Your gaze makes your feelings altogether plain
but life is not that simple; you left me for another
and now you long to love him; to meet him rather
while you laugh, is somewhat thrilled with my pain.
I wished to have feelings that transcends life,
as at a time you were very dear and my wife.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Wish
I wished I had called to see if you were OK
But I was so caught up in my life
To even worry about your.
I wished I had been there for you
But I was to busy drinking
To even worry about you.
I wished I had cared more
But all I wanted was to escape
Even from you
I wished I had taken you seriously
But you tend to lie a lot
And I couldn't take you seriously
I wished I had told you I felt the same way
But I didn't want anyone to know I was in pain
Not even you
I wished you didn't feel like it was something you had to do
I wished you would of never pulled that trigger that night
I wished you could come back
I wished I told you that I loved you
But all theses excuses I make and wishes
Won't change the fact that your gone.
Hard Feelings
Written by billy burnette and jeff silbar.
Now Im supposed to understand
Dont you think youre asking too much
What kind of fool do you think I am
Dont you think youve hurt me enough
Still you want to be friends
But I dont want to be just friends
So before you start with your sympathy
Just turn around and go
And if he breaks your heart, dont come crying to me
I wont be there anymore
Go ahead and cry your tears
cause Im not gonna dry your tears
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ill be alright, dont you worry about me
Ill take care of myself
The first thing I need is you out of my life
The last thing I need is your help
Sorry I met you
Sorry I met you
I will forget you, someday
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings
Hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Hard feelings
Just wont let me be
Hard feelings
Hard feelings
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Isnt Life Strange
Isnt life strange
A turn of the page
Can read like before
Can we ask for more?
Each day passes by
How hard man will try?
The sea will not wait
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were, and here we are.
Isnt love strange
A word we arrange
With no thought or care
Maker of despair
Each breath that we breathe
With love we must weave
To make us as one
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were, and here we are.
Isnt life strange
A turn of the page
A book without light
Unless with love we write;
To throw it away
To lose just a day
The quicksand of time
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were:
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Psalm 128
Family blessings.
O happy man, whose soul is filled
With zeal and reverent awe!
His lips to God their honors yield,
His life adorns the law.
A careful providence shall stand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labors of thy hand
Its kindly blessings shed.
[Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine;
Thy children round thy board,
Each like a plant of honor shine,
And learn to fear the Lord.]
The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
This is the man whose happy eyes
Shall see his house increase;
Shall see the sinking church arise,
Then leave the world in peace.
poem by Isaac Watts
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A joy in life
What is not there in life?
Children and beautiful wife
Mother, father including sisters
Sisters are out in search of misters
Children play ball game and throw
Happiness and joy freely flow
I feel happy and shine glow
It is mixture of feelings readily to show
There is joy and unhappiness
Anger mixed with liveliness
What to hide and what to show?
It has all the colors of rainbow
Peace on face represents white
Cheeks glow with redness bright
Anger and agony to represent black
Rope is tied around the neck
Instability is represented by red
Life in danger always to be led
Rumors and fears not to be fed
Keeping them together as a head
Life may represent charm with green
The family will be happy and clearly seen
All colors to have some peculiar position
It is fine blend of all the composition
Ups and down may come and go
We may remember seasons and not forgo
Life is to be lived with full enthusiasm
It is to be simple and not confined to idealism
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ocean Size
Yeah ah, Yeah
Yeah ah, yeah
I never wanted
I never needed anything but you
Or any dreams come true
I never wished for
I never asked for all your little games
Or all your guilted shame
Now you're acting like you just don't care
Like you could find this one anywhere
It isn't fair
My life is an open book
My feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
Yeah, my feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
So now i'm asking to what had happened
To all the words you said
Well now you want me dead
If you were made for
The thing you stayed for
All that time ago
Now you're acting like you lost a friend
Like we were only pretend
Is this the end
Cuz my life is an open book
My feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
Yeah, my feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
(long before i ever met you)
Long before i ever met you
I wanted to take back my life
Cuz i gave it all to you
I just want to make it right
So i'm waiting on you
Yeah i'm waiting on you
My feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
Yeah, my feelings and my meanings
Are oceansized
Long before i ever met you
song performed by by Goldfinger
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January Twenty-Third
Happy Birthday mom,
today you would have been,
One-Hundred-Three,
hard to believe, you have
been gone almost ten years.
Mom you use to tell me,
to call you, write you,
said I would, but never did,
over and over you told me,
someday I won't be here.
Mom I know that, I will write,
I will call, but never did.
She always, wrote, always called,
when ever we parted, I would always,
say, if I don't see you again,
I will see you in heaven.
Today mom, wished I could call
and tell you how much love have
I for you, so nice if I could send
a birthday card to you, that is not
to be, so this poem says it all.
Mom growing up, thought
you would be here forever, never
dreaming of losing you,
mom, wished I could be like,
you, so giving, so caring.
You always thought of others,
never of your self, you always,
lifted me up, encouraging me in so
many ways, your faith in me,
amazed me so.
So mother dear, have a happy
birthday in Heaven, love you so,
someday soon, will say happy
birthday to your face.
wrote 1-23-07
On what would have been my mom's 103rd birthday
Good to Marry
Whenever you develop some kind of obsession
Think of nice time with entering into marriage session
It is lovely bond and to be enjoyed in full
So holy and sacred to be made memorable and beautiful
Well if to be managed with pomp and show
Then all the miserable tendencies must go
Lavish and grand show for marriage reception
All nice preparation for pomp and show from inception
Nice way of arranging even small things
No let up or carelessness in anything
The show must be remembered for all the times to come
All participants must be greeted with welcome
There is no let up in any preparation
As it is opening up of new relation
Everybody wished happy married life with blessings
Every care is taken to make sure it does not result in messing
It is golden chance to rejoice in special moment
It is full acknowledged and taken care that there are unpleasant comments
Everything moves on smoothly and with joy
Groom and bride dream in new world and enjoy
The final day was awaited by parents
Small saving was done for preparation and ornaments
Something was to be given as marriage gift
As bride was going away with complete shift
It is definitely nice occasion
Many may be seized with the obsession
Yet it is ritual and that has to be honored
That is why all precaution taken and labored
It is just a final seal to be put on holy deal
It is nice to see the bond resulting into real
We all pray it to last long and end in happy union
Life may go on as usual with the company companion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Geraldine & John
See the bright red sports car, see the happy couple
See their clothes so white and their skin so pink
See them playing squash gotta keep their bodies supple
How they kiss goodnight but tomorrow theyll be thinking
All day long - all day long
Geraldine and john
See the happy couple - so inseperable
And the beat goes on
And for better or worse
They are married but of course
Not to each other
Geraldine and john gotta keep it under cover
See they scheme and sweat but its all worthwhile
Now he goes back home to a wife whos not a lover
Now her eyes are wet but tomorrow shell be smiling
All day long - all day long
Geraldine and john
See the happy couple - so inseperable
And the beat goes on
And for better or worse
They are married but of course
Not to each other
And the feelings getting stronger
That they cant go on much longer
Somewhere down the track
Something has to crack
Geraldine just packed all her things and went to mother
Johnny seems ok happy wife happy home
See the scar on his face from the day he met her brother
But nothing hurts no more, nothing more than being lonely
All day long - all day long
Geraldine and john
See the happy couple - so inseperable
And the beat goes on
And for better or worse
They are married but of course
Not to each other
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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The Days to Remember
Do you remember the days?
The days of Cinderella wanting to go the ball
The days of the seven dwarfs
The days when you believed in it
I remember those days
The days you held your mother’s hand
The days when you wished on a star
The days you believed that wish would come true
Do you remember the days?
The days of jump rope
The days of secret hand shakes
The days you believed it was just so easy
I remember those days
The days when you would hide and they would seek
The days of spending all day playing ball
The days you thought it would never get hard
We all remember those days
poem by Ambra Milton
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Have You Ever Wished
Have you ever wished your luck would turn your life crosses so heavy to bear
Your financial woes keep increasing yet you know your type are not rare
With a wife and two young children to support and a huge mortgage on your home to pay
You have to work hard for a living and for you never an easy day
You wake in the dark of the morning and board the bus for your workplace
You work sixty hours a week monday to friday the weariness showing on your tired face
On you life has never been easy but hope from you it has not gone
You look to a financially better and a happier future and to that you keep working on
You've asked the boss for a raise in wages but his answer to you was no
For ten years you have worked hard for his company but for your effort financially wise you don't have much to show
You have applied for jobs to other companies but jobs are not easy to find
The job you work in you must stick at though to work there you do not feel inclined
The quotation from Shaw 'Life's not meant to be easy' to you surely has to apply
And you know of the survival battle of that you none can deny.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Unseen Playmate
When children are playing alone on the green,
In comes the playmate that never was seen.
When children are happy and lonely and good,
The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.
Nobody heard him, and nobody saw,
His is a picture you never could draw,
But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home,
When children are happy and playing alone.
He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass,
He sings when you tinkle the musical glass;
Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why,
The Friend of the Children is sure to be by!
He loves to be little, he hates to be big,
'T is he that inhabits the caves that you dig;
'T is he when you play with your soldiers of tin
That sides with the Frenchmen and never can win.
'T is he, when at night you go off to your bed,
Bids you go to sleep and not trouble your head;
For wherever they're lying, in cupboard or shelf,
'T is he will take care of your playthings himself!
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Beautiful Feelings
Things get stuck in my head
And theyre taking me nowhere
And sometimes its hard
Just to find what you need
But lately Im feeling
Something goods come around
Cause she just takes me way up
And she wont let me down
And beautiful feelings are starting again
And all of my heartaches are starting to mend
And beautiful feelings are there til the end
So I open them up and I let them in
Well I needed to feel
That Im destined for something
And I need to get down on my knees
More and pray
And I need to feel a warm body near mine
When I wake in the morning
Suddenly to find
That beautiful feelings are starting again
And all of my heartaches are starting to mend
And beautiful feelings are there til the end
So I open them up and I let them in
I get feeling guilty
For climbing too high
Im looking for problems
That just dont apply
And beautiful feelings are starting again
And all of my heartaches are starting to mend
And beautiful feelings are there til the end
til beautiful feelings die
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Get Up! Get Over It
Do not seek me for a caring done,
To compare to your own feelings...
You now experience with a deepened,
Feeling of being left distraught.
I admit I did suffer from your indifference then.
With a secret wish,
You felt what I had felt but you quickly dismissed.
But I am not the one to mend with a healing to end,
Those memories that trouble your consciousness.
I could only wish you what you then wished me...
Your 'good luck' absent of any empathy touched.
With a toss of a thoughtless blurted to me in my agony!
'Get up! Get over it. Life sucks.'
Well...
Get up.
Get over it.
Life sucks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sent Back
Never wish something negative,
Upon someone else deserving or not.
Or keep those feelings embittered,
With a harboring to become directed.
Sometimes when messages like that,
Are sent to eventually become delivered...
Often arrive at the wrong address,
For no one there willing to accept.
Never wish something negative,
Upon someone else.
Or keep those feelings directed.
It 'is' difficult to forgive with a forgiveness given.
Yet...
Sometimes when messages like that,
Are sent to 'hopefully' become delivered...
Often undelieverable are these messages.
And sent back to create havoc upon the sender.
Where such feelings are kept anchored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is Lost In You
Life is difficult as we know it is now
Life is rough as we spiral out of control
Life is mean as the people who make it mean
Life is hard living on your own
Life is scary when you get hurt
Life is real and no can change that
Life is kind when you find your first love
Life is caring when he holds you in his arms
Life is nice and he will protect you in anyway
Life is easy with the help of the ones around you
Life is bold with the ones in it
Life is good when people are good
Life is happy when you are happy
Life is unbearable when you cry
Life is crashing as you know it
Life is holding you down
Life is causing problems
Life is and can be turned around
poem by Marilee Morley
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Am very happy
Internally I was very happy
This was spoken to me by many
Hopefully I looked so cheerful
Everything around me looked so beautiful
It has natural impact on human mind
When they have easy way to feel and find
How nice one feels when treated very kind?
Even nature greets with blowing wind
This comes not as surprise
It was daily taking place with sun rise
It had no tag attached with price
It was really worth to feel very nice
To add feather to cap someone proposed
I had no idea to be thought over or tossed
It was just put forward for acceptance
I was feeling nervous at once
No one had dared so far to have liberty
To come closer and have affinity
I was peace loving and believed in amity
This clearly proved my resolve and ability
I was longing for beautiful company
I dreamed of some one to accompany
I did not ask but certainly wished
But the matter did not end or finished
Such idea was never scoffed at or began
It was mooted all of sudden
I was not caught unaware with surprise
The speculation was on card and gave rise
These are most beautiful days
When some one dreams of beautiful ways
It may take everybody to think again
The matter is mixture of happiness and pain
This is the only delicate phase
When parents continue to think and are not at ease
They have something in mind for total security
They want to settle it before attainment of maturity
It augurs well with fantasy
You may dream many things but it is not easy
The destiny will shape in its own way
Willingly or unwilling it will keep you away
I had tried several times to choose my own course
I had blessings too from everybody of course
But things can not go as per planned way
It will start playing cruel in strange way
Every natural action has got its own reaction
It is equally matched with action
What bothers one most is its take off place?
It may end in not saving the face
The flowers may also fade as day nears to an end
The attitude and look may change with new trend
It is natural law for all to face sunset
There is equal share for everybody to get
It may have happy ending
The rules are applicable and binding
We ignore only what is bad
There won't be any time for feeling sad
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Etheree- Living Dead
I wished him
Happy New Year
he smirked and beckoned
took me to hutments behind
tall concrete buildings dwarfing human beings
famished comatosed female lying devoid of feelings
puzzled and shocked, looked to him for explanation,
“ raped by drunkards from that society of yours, Sir
I die every day, now wish me Happy New Year.”
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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