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What on earth

Life can be hell with third factor
She is there in this important sector
Nothing goes in order or working well
Life could prove to be simple but a living hell

We are tempted to have extra martial affairs
Can’t show or move in public as ideal pairs
Someone may term her as a spare wheel
Very awkward situation one may always feel

We can’t go on blaming the fate
Situation might have developed very late
One is visibly moved and think how to state
No one but self has to assess and rate

Life is compared to active volcano
Erupting at a time difficult to know
Colossal damage and disruption in life
Only tears are left for weeping wife

No one is sure but definitely trap is laid
Not little or single word of praise is said
When it comes to fore, rocks the world
Relation strained and developing cold

“What on earth are you weeping dear”
My feet became wet with falling of tear
My close friend was shivering with fear
Unbearable discomforts he couldn’t wear

He had all along developed relation
Ventured into it with little hesitation
Life had become prestige and joke
Illicit relation had surfaced with thick smoke

He couldn’t hide it with nothing to speak
Had committed grave error to sneak
No one may help or come to his rescue
Punishment for him was in fact over due

We may find ourselves in alien land
No one can blame it for unseen hand
We are to be blamed and no one else
You will be simply reduced to rubbles

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I love

I love my creative work and simple friend
They may be from different background and trend
They seem to be gifted with lot of tact
I feel so small before them as matter of fact

I open my self to the close and intimate
Of course their entry in life is very late
I openly admit the fact and state
I accept them with love and never hate

It has bridged my sentiments with them
My endless love flows out of the stem
They unseat me from my position and claim
Very close acquaintance but never put blame

I feel nothing without them but offer no reaction
My eyes always speak for them with action
Young girls come so easily with frank admission
I have no option but to grant the permission

They may go in for any relation they prefer
I need not to stress for it and refer
One gets so much attached with long relation
It is true feeling that leads to the elation

I love to react cautiously with affirmation
It more painful to part with when results in negation
On line relation is not that difficult to maintain
Only you got to remain vigilant and sustain

They may be seen always on line and very active
Laden with problems and seemingly very passive
They may fall easily in line and open up
This is the only link that makes them runner up

Temptation is never fanned by the flame
Once if you are in then don’t feel shame
It produces sweet melody in song
It may remain for long even if you go wrong

I had surrendered and completely fallen through
It was only to her response “how are you”?
I was carrying red hot volcano in burning pot
I asked “will you be positively responding to it or not?

Eyes can’t hide it and tongue can’t speak
I have lost the nerve and become very weak
Slowly I breathe the air and painfully leave
Who to be blame for and made to believe

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Frozen to Death

I wanted not to be frozen to death
As it was life time wish to remain with
Fear was just gripping me from inside
Chances were there and differences very wide

I can afford no more isolation
As I have developed sound relation
It is fine tuning with you on sound footing
No more trouble ideas are shooting

I can have no peace with disturbed news
My relation with you can’t have any more reviews
It is firm and never getting strained
Little upset thought makes me completely drained

I would prefer death in your hand
This may prove to be real companion and friend
Life can be meaningless if there is no aim
I would love to be very near and earnestly claim

I have placed my existence at your door
I shall be nothing and look very poor
It is you who has made me priceless
I can move among people with bright face

Each day brings me message of love
I remain calm and peacefully drove
You are at heart and very much in centre
No other man can simply occupy the position or enter

Some unknown factors trouble
I loose the patience and fumble
I shiver with some cold in spine
There something more to make me feel fine

I would want that you stay always near
Make me comfortable without any fear
I shall be worry free in your presence
This I feel is true and real essence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only one reason

I left behind parents only for one reason
I had seen in you a good and promising person
You were not only tall in stature but stalwart
A handsome figure, very good looking and smart

You proved your worth time and again
You worked very hard even in rain
You had feelings for everybody including family
We all had nice time to be spent easily

It is not the male domination society alone
The female too play great part and sworn
It is joint move to prove worthy of being human
Where nothing counts as man or woman

Not at single count you let us down
We happily brought up and grown
Nothing mattered much to our discomfort
It was always happy voyage to land at port

There never developed any kind of cold
The new concept and result was seen in our world
We developed with respect as powerful family
It was unique and unparallel experience really

It was real world to enjoy and spent with
We were totally committed and armed with teeth
It was joint venture with full commitment
Every move was synchronized with moment

I do not remember that I ever lied
Not a single moment was left untried
It was not difficult at all to align
Everything moved in orderly manner and looked fine

Did we ever enter into conflict?
Was there any intention for injury to inflict?
I would not find an answer in yes
This was honest feeling with real face

I would not dream it to happen at any stage
As we have grown up sincerely with the age
It was not the matter to be accommodated
The relation was based on foundation and equated

You always provided me comfort
I can firmly say it with good report
It is not happening with all the families
But with one who always supports and rallies

There might have been no more disturbances
Had there been no love at once?
It might involve deep pain and anguish
Still it is love and not fights to finish

How deep and lovely relation it has?
What a critical and crucial phase it is?
Momentum in relation with so much ups and down
Still no room for complaint and reason to frown

Shall we last the same till the end?
I would love your smile with same trend
Will you smile even from grave?
I will bear the brunt with enough reason to be brave

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A parallel or no

Please don’t go, don’t go don’t go
Don’t leave me alone and throw
It will be severe shock and blow
Don’t put any hindrance to flow

I have tolerated enough to sustain
Calm posture and peace always to maintain
No more wreckage of relation and to contain
Smooth life is the only worry main

Why do you want me to desert?
Why don’t you prevail and assert?
I shall remain all along loyal and honest
Prove to be a capable partner and best

I closed my eyes to the disloyalty and treachery
You had different arrows in your archery
You used one by one to offer me deep wounds
No parallel to it can be anywhere found

It is not easy to have one way track
You can’t sustain blow from back
Your bleeding heat may yell” you too! ”
Are all the things pertaining to you?

I couldn’t believer my eyes so closed
Doors remain open but ideas not tossed
I don’t know how long it will take?
It is not rosy path or simple cake

Our kids are fresh roses from the garden
Why should worry be imposed or laden
They should be enough care taken
Nothing should be done wrongly or mistaken

Life is two wheels of the chair
Enough though is to be given or taken care
One doesn’t know what about the relation and leads to where?
It has to have happy ending to take us somewhere

Time may take different turn and all difficulties are set in
Home becomes battle ground and leads to situation no win
There is scuffle everyday and bitter altercation too
Life becomes hell and nothing proves to be true

There is every possibility of deep impact on children
They may find it difficult to adjust the situation all of sudden
Where to go and who to side with may pose serious threat
Eyes are always wet when they converse or silently meet

They may not speak a word but carry the disregard
Life may look different when it comes to know or regard
It is better parents come to sense and settle the issue
The small problem may turn into disaster which is not due

If good counsel and common sense prevails then it is fine
They can happily spend time with family and dine
It is wisdom that may decide the future course of action
There won’t be any problem in future which may invite reaction

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A papa in same boat

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa you too....part II

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hand For Life

I read
Re read and observed
Whether I really deserved
'Her hand for life time' comment reserved

She has sent me a letter
For life time partner
Precisely a deep matter
I am glad and feel better

I read contents
Not much to comment
Yet a serious proposal
I must have quick disposal

What do I reply?
She has made honest try
Now I feel little shy
She may ask any time, why?

I come to the term
With all the details in turn
'Yes, we unite on His name'
Solemnly assure and claim

We shall stay blessed
Even if life may be chased
Never part in any situation
Run the life smooth with strong bond and relation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A yesteryears

Why that does not work in real life?
Why is it called as edge of knife?
Is the life so important to lead it peacefully?
Can we achieve everything fully?

Whether we like or do not like
It may always emerge in mind and strike
The past happy moments and association
The strong bond and feelings surfaced from relation

No one knew it may take ugly turn
There may not be any chance for it to return
When i sit in one corner of room?
I find it charmless and experience descend of gloom

Each day pass by with its fixed schedule
There may not be any time left to think in full
Life may certainly seem to be dull and restless
To feel something out of nothingness

I wish to cry in spare and calm night
I do not know whether it is wrong or right
I can not justify shedding of the tears
As it is the matter of by gone years

It might have created an empty space
But it was made beautiful by His grace
There was something missing in mind
Though I stayed very much inclined

I lack he courage to tell them about my past
The life had moved rapidly and very fast
No one had taken any care for doubts to cast
I too took it as new beginning and humble start

It is very difficult to forget and feel weary
It may be ethically wrong to clung and feel sorry
It is absolutely useless and unnecessary
You can’t act in practical life as prince and fairy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Something Unusual

In everybody’s life something unusual takes place
It may be pleasant or unhappy moments in some of the cases
Not all get happily connect with life lines
They are pushed aside by situation sometimes

If it is forced one then gap remains so wide
It must be thought over and strictly confided
No chance should be left to the unforeseen
As it is tragedy than later on to be seen

It changes life at some give point of time
Person is broken to limit sometimes
It becomes unbearable and intolerable
As other difficulties add and multiplying the troubles

Well, everything happens as love demands great sacrifice
Before marriage, it is acid test and full of promises
No one can withdraw at the nick of the hours
Else it may ruin then lie of others

Nights become barren and full of plights
Nothing seems to go in order and right
Words of wisdom also do not come to the rescue
As it may seem unwarranted and undue

The tide is turned into misfortune and disfavor
The fruit is not borne out of labor
The relation has ended into sour incidence
The love has ended in failure at once

What does one carry at the end?
All bad feeling at heart for the friend
No that happens if it is unreal
As it is mutual understand and not any deal

Tears may be allowed to roll
That may end some of bad calls
Life has to be moved on and lived
If there ism real love and to be believed

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A live together or live to gather?

What does it mean to say live to gather?
Will it be a correct advice to son from father?
When he says in this term means earn more
Do something to earn so time does run out before

We all live in life to eat and gather more and more
We fail to deliver anything good before reaching shore
You got to gain the ground and pass the taste on floor
It is life so you will have to face all odds waiting in store

It is living in harmony with good relation
Inner strength reveal in the form of good elation
Solving all problems before it raises any question
Listening attentively to the piece of advice or suggestions

It is word of jugglery which makes us to live in confusion
Living in together means facing life with lot of energy and infusion
Trying to sort it smooth it out before it raises its ugly head
Joint efforts to counter the menace and wisely read

What is use of living to gather when there is absolutely nothing to gather?
They are all relations and stand in the form of brother, mother and father
What is essence of living together means synchronizing the efforts?
Live together with aim of maintaining relation with good rapport

We may go on collecting enough of wealth till the end
It will be great love loss and life will be dry without friends
You may get everything but without any sweet relations
All material gains at feet but no joy at heart without soul elevation

It is something more to live together than to strive for live to gather
Both are equally important for life to pass the time with wonders
You can live peacefully if you have gathered enough to last
Life can be at receiving odds and may run out very fast

It is mere coincidence that we live apart but still live together
We definitely want to sail smooth and go still further
We don’t want to disturb anybody and try for very good passage
This is how we accept the challenge and deliver it as message

Sometimes we don’t see eye to eye and live at opposite poles
Relation is strained and can be witnessed with lot of holes
It is useless to call live in relation when there exists none at all
It may then amount to total breakup in relation and sudden fall

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Sister in-law

Sister-in-law has got special position
All liberties but close relation out of question
So much praise showered on her with special mention
Husband praises without any hesitation

She stands as half wife for full wife
Vacancy is filled when situation is rife
Not to worry for any good flirt
Wife has to remain quiet but always alert,

No sweet but good and colourful relation,
Happy moments and adding to elations,
No tension and worry when she is around,
You can have easy walk on slippery ground

Husbands take pride in having in law
Don’t find fault or any other flaw
Always ready and anxious to care
Prefer all relation but to be seen no where

Wives too happy and share lenient views
Allows no freedom which is undue
After all, in law is her real sister
Above all, husband is her real mister

So long not married, everything goes well
After her departure, it turns into hell
No one is prepared for stories to tell
It was only phase not much to dwell

Even kids may prefer in law to mother
Not even look in home even at father
This doesn’t drive them crazy any more
No one takes note and stress or bother

This is delicate relation and bound to suffer
Many ups and downs with stories to offer
Many may argue with difference of opinion
After al it is sister-in- law and not the companion

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Life Never Understood

Life as such was never understood
It only meant security of life and food
Trying all methods to come out of wood
And lived as insects and waited for moments to be freed

Life can never be left behind
It has nice traces to find
What is it in real meaning?
No one can have it even after scanning

It is nice to feel as poet
To look around things very quiet
But something in real we can’t allow or let
The life is linked with luck and simple fate

You may be away from crowded places
Where no one has time but only to race
To maintain dignity and honor
To keep responsibilities in order

No one may spare you for little mishap
They will blame all the time for reshapes
No one may ever try to know your compulsions
When life is posing threat with so many questions

We may live longer or short
Many ships may not reach at port
Some may sink in between and some sail through
We still run after mirage even it is not tree

Many have perished so far and many more may do so
It is little stay here and like I said before may go
Nothing remains ever as of permanent nature
You must take out some valuable time and shape the future

God has provided food and shelter to all
No can be blamed if he or she responds to the call
That is natural to lead a life in routine way
It may keep you attached and will not allow you to go away

Let us presume and observe few minutes for tomorrow
We are aware that not a moment will be allowed
Yet we can have some of the loveliest moments in isolation
Even though it may be looked upon as entertainment or out of relation

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Glory In You

I want glory
Even for one day a story
Where I can feel no sorry
Free bird and no worry

It is dream
Truly If that can come
I shall with open arm welcome
Feel on top of world at home

Not that all can happen
I shall not think even
She is for all the smile
I must assume her for while

She is hard black stone
Precious and rare anybody might have seen
I shall cherish and adore
May I have your hand therefore?

Real gem and kind human being
Dreamt for life by a ordinary king
Yes she can be an ideal
For a moment to be felt real

She is not all that easy
In real life very busy
You can paint picture very rosy
But of course she is choosey

It is said 'morning wishes are met'
By almighty without caring for fate
I think I am not at all late
I wish her to know what all I state

It can be friendly conversation
But certainly for building relation
Relation that can be solid in days to come
Happy moments to enjoy and welcome

No one does it without reason
If some one is very nice person
What even if you don't meet her again
It won't be with any remorse or complain

I feel her at heart
May be this is the only art
Gifted by almighty to all
I shall take it as happy call

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Choice of Life Time

Yes it can be called choice of life time
Anybody can go wrong anytime
Yet the bridge of love must remain intact
Peaceful drive in life boat is reality and fact

Where do we land if that goes missing?
What will be left behind for chasing?
Life will turn dry as an arid land
We all must condemn.if any, such trend

Life is not that easy and confined to one field
The stand taken once should not be permanently held
Some times it turns out to be ugly and boring
The other partner gets sick and goes for snoring

At given point in start we may confine to particular feeling
As the time moves on, it is certainly felt killing
Some new problems pour in and you get frustration
Even though it may have nothing to do in relation

Female can be considered as sex object
But not that all the time you over react
It has got its relevance in initial years
It may grow steadily without any fears

It will be one of the ideal relationships
It will go on strengthening the companionship
There won’t be any bitterness so far is the relation concerned
Every opportunity may be explored and table turned

So let us strengthen bond and enjoy the rest
The efforts should be on to extract the best
If nothing comes out of it then must be left to luck
Something else should be taken on hand without being struck

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An easy to make

It is very easy to make soul mate
But it is difficult to ignore and hate
Ho can we term our relation and rate?
We may learn it with passage of time very late

We always need kind words from others
Their behavior and attitude may always bother
Is there any direct relation between love and peace?
Can we lead life in isolation at ease?

Love has strength to transmit signals of positive attitude
How does some words compel adversary to express his gratitude?
It is power behind real thrust that comes to fore
Person tries to know it in earnest never witnessed before

You may go all the way to deny the fact
You may loose temper and strongly react
It is negative force that forces you to deny
You may try to behave as rich even without a penny

It is human tendency to live in falsehood
No one may come forward and take you out of wood
You simple calculations may go in wrong direction
Nothing can help you later on even if you correct your action

We are social animal and have to live peacefully and adjust
It is matter of principal to be followed and lived with just
We are born on land with definite aim and mission
We owe everything to Him and seek humble submission

If you can’t offer anything of this kind then at least seek compromise
Take resolve in mind that you will not vitiate and surprise
You all action will be not contrary to the civilized norms
You must be attached with all as earth is to earthworms

No one may notice what is hidden in your mind?
It may not be open for all to judge or to find
It is for self joy to wonder in this unique world
You may not find any warmth in relation but very cold

Don’t pretend ever you have so much to offer?
You go for right cause even if you have to differ
You can give live wordings of the humanity to follow
You may direct all your efforts all your efforts not to allow

It is love for mankind and to be part of misery
That is how you present your self to the adversary
It has nothing to do with what you think or do?
It may matter if learn to live with and prove true

Never deny what all you owe to fellow brethren?
They may be from any part southern or northern
After all what binds us together in real terms?
It is our belief and conscience which stands firm

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A life without a life...

It’s a life with commitment
It’s a life without complement
It’s a life with compromise
It’s a life without appraise
It’s a life with emotion
It’s a life without inspiration
It’s a life with amuse
It’s a life without refuse
It’s a life with tear & grin
It’s a life without dream
It’s a life with touch
It’s a life without trust
It’s a life with pain
It’s a life without importance
It’s a life with a relation
It’s a life without love and affection
Is it a life or only Compromise?

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Sun And Steel

You killed your first man at 13
Killer instinct, Animal supreme
By 16 you had learned to fight
The way of the warrior, you took it as your right
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Through earth and water, fire and wind
You came at last - nothing was the end
Make a cut by fire and stone
Take you and your blade and break you both in two
Break you both in two
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel - rolling on and on
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel
Sunlight, falling on your steel
Death in life is your ideal
Life is like a wheel - and it's rolling still

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For piece of bread

I have got what I wanted but had not
The scuffle was unnecessarily fought
For a piece of tiny land
As if it was heavenly sent

There is daily struggle for piece of bread
Life is at risk and not peacefully leads
Where to go and find the advice?
Words spoken are coated very nice

I will not know who is friend or foe
I am unsure when he will leave me and go
Yet I have to believe him and retain
Even if no warm but cordial relation to maintain

I know they will stab me at any place
I will find no time to race
Life is reduced to just piece of paper
Bubbles may rise but disappear in water

What have we turned life into?
To gain the hold whether true or untrue
Real hell to visit once in life
Cut the throat with edge of knife

Confine the self in corner of home
No one may object and always welcome
You can not see the real world
The soul and body is already sold

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Love culmination

You can have love with culmination
When you are firmly with its relation
When you feel the obsession is taking you over
Settle in mind that you need powerful shield or cover

It is supreme yet remains unconfined
Its definition is not properly defined
Still we go for it and endure
Life and peace in both the ways is secured

Love is not something like commodity
You can’t term love as infidelity
It has wide recognition in religion too
Love has wider repercussions and it is very true

If you think so deep then that chance may go away
One has to determine exactly where he or she can find the way
It will then be mutually agreed upon
The chance must not be lost or simply gone

Love is not the state of art
You may have it with unexpected start
It may make you weeping boy or smiling man
You must go ahead only if you can prove stubborn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is A Gift

Life is a mystery, let's make it a history.
Life is gem; let's play it as a game.
Life is fuss, let's live it in hush.
Life is a journey, let's not forget the felonies.
Life is divine, let's come in front, so as to shine.
Life is a fear; let's not face it with tear.
Life is long, let's make it prolong.
Life is a lesson; let's make with it, some relation.
Life is dream, let's do not scream.
Life is a gift; let's not waste it like treats.
Life is precious, let's not be so serious.
Life is a glitter, let's face it with twitter.
Life is a glory, let's deal it with bravery.
Life is a race, let's live it with grace.
Life is rose, let's make it a prose.
Life is a gel; let's not make it a hell.
Life is tutor; let's make it a future.
Life is an ice, let's break the shackles and rise.
Life has faces, let's make it without races (free from discriminations) .
Life is a gamble, let's not make any fumble.
My Favorite Quote - 'Don't be serious just be sincere in life'

poem by Kishor Pathak
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