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When I am alone

You were not there when needed
You had promised me when we wedded
That you will stand by me when I am alone
Even let that be heavy wind, cruel rain or cyclone

Before we decided to go ahead with married life
You had carefully chosen the role of wife
You had also whispered in my ears
That you shall be true companion for years

How greatly I felt about those sweet words?
They were like lubricant covered on sword
Life was known to be a weapon with double edge
Not all was to be moving right with so many pledges

It was circumstantial embracement totally unknown
You were never in angry mood with face dark and swollen
Something was eating you from within and totally unnoticed
You were loosing temper easily and totally antagonized

You were there at door steps when I entered home
With so much innocent smile and ready to welcome
I used to forget tiredness as if had totally gone
You were providing complete strength and relaxation at home

Even though we had decided to forgo little on our sides
There remained wide gap and differences besides
She was extra ordinarily brilliant and over imposing
Still she had relented and did not show as way of enforcing

Twos dashing personalities can not remain long at one place
Either of two has to take over helm of affairs in the race
Their true metal will come in open clash at little attitude
Later on it might pick up to dangerous level of magnitude

If any one of them realizes the seriousness of the relation
There won’t be any chance of coming up such questions
It can surface but can be brought under control easily
It won’t ’be allowed to worsen further and brought down firmly

First time I noticed nothing was going well from sometime
It was feared it may erupt with little ignition anytime
She was loosing patience on each and every occasion
I was loosing peace of mind and controlled passion

She would speak no words or express displeasure
She will neglect and keep mum to show it for sure
This will irritate me further to my discomfort
This was first sign of crack and set back in rapport

The discontent was brewing and I had its bitter test
I was trying to curb anger and not showing it at least
She had decided to strike it with full force at best
I feared life will be miserable to prove for the rest

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Heaven

“The marriage is decided in heaven” legend goes on
Very holy, sacred one and totally unknown
No one knows when it will take place
It may turn into reality without any base

You need to whisper gently
Words must be spoken silently
Only eyes speak and tongue remain closed
Powerful thrust but feelings never disclosed

How can you invite when gripped with fear?
How long can you withstand and bear?
Some end must be put to an excitement
When it becomes known with the commitment

The bride walks behind in silence
The face looks bright and lines not tense
The Whole world is under the feet
When she may walk down to meet

It means a lot when hand is extended
All kind s words and not meant to bee offended
It is proposal with seriousness
Complete in agreement to remain together and face

I wish all happiness in new union
As it is time to express, show the trust to companion
Taken pledge not to commit any breach
As it will be long inning and widely stretched

It may be nice to think about future course
Care must be taken to see that it doesn’t turn into curse
No one may give helping hand in personal affairs
As it will be construed as improper and unfair

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Available free

We are on loosing spree
Death is available totally free
We have destroyed the trees
We soon may be bending our knees

Time is not far off when there will be turn in atmosphere
We won’t find safe place to go anywhere
Where is the space to move here and there?
We are acting irresponsible and not fare

The nature is giving in to mad race
The natural wealth is loosing its face
There complete hollowness in earth’s belt
The consequences may be known later or felt

The earth is sliding and gradually and making way
The extraction of oil and coal has taken security away
The secret movement under the earth belt is causing worry
The day is not far off when we will feel compete sorry

There may be devastation all over
We are loosing shield and nice cover
The sky is over burdened with useless objects
There is no control over stupid and unreasonable acts

Tidal waves are rising to dangerous level
The rivers are in spate as bad sequel
The banks are threatened with complete destruction
It may swallow it anytime with dangerous inductions

What to think of sea, air or land?
We can’t blame it on unseen hand
The nature has always acted as friend
We are hell bent upon bringing an end

The end may not be easy and quick
We must stop playing the dirty tricks
The generation may be faced with dangerous diseases
It will be an appropriate reason to go down and cease

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Personal wish

I was taught by parents not to hate or make any mention
They were right in their thinking with full assertion
Since then it has remained as my personal wish
I wanted the life to pass on easily and finish

So many times I had rough time with friends
There were altercation and scuffle at the end
It was making me bad as not good companion
Even though we advocated cause and were champion

We all decided to bury the differences
We had drawn lesson and inference
It was always good to think positive
Even though one can always remain subjective

When fire rages from within
It does not let any thing in
The anger and hatred can be visibly seen
No one would love to see your face or very keen

It is not going to serve any good
This fact must be clearly understood
Even your comments may worsen it further
It will add to tension and force you to bother

The stage is arrived with failure or frustration
It may always hunt you with big question
It may not only spoil the relation
But break the existing bond in excitation

You will loose the support from close relatives
Friends too may desert you in time of needs
You will left in isolation and avoided
They will boycott you in case decided

The relation will not be restored that easily
It may leave you in dejection and make wearily
No one has benefited from the continuous rage
It will be difficult to sustain and manage

Sometimes irrational statements make things worse
It can not improved upon even you express remorse
It will push you to the backward seat
There will not be cordial relation when you will greet

The river looses its reputation of being mother when in spate
Even though people pray her and consider as simple fate
Such is the case with anger and hate when take place
No good amount of efforts can remedy it or replace

What is good in keeping the temper cool?
It prevents you from acting as fool
Since it is performed in stage of not having brakes
It will vitiate the cordial relation and break

We must learn to live with balanced approach
Many a times we may have to pass through as such
It will be nice if we are able to stave off the situation
Rest all can be brought under control without further aggravation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Extreme corner

She held my hand firmly
No expressions but remained calmly
She was deep in thought and looked sadly
She wanted to say something but feared badly

Generally speaking, it is always one sided affair
Ladies suffer more and this one is totally unfair
Pain and agony kill them from inside
They have no means to retain or easily confide

I had spent very memorable moments
I flowed with her but remained silent
She wore deserted look and looked barren
I was experiencing hell in heaven

I tried to read her face between lines
She was unable to keep herself on sideline
She was about to weep with almost broken stage
I tried to console her as understood and correctly guessed

It was not all about my desertion
That was never feared and remained out of question
I am of opinion that relation must remain open and frank
But her cal composure made me to think and I slowly sank

She had never thought of illogical bond
Even though she remained firm and fond
I was from different cast and little inferior
More in age and looked more of senior

She feared backlash and reprisal
The dark clouds indicated their arrival
She sensed of some unforeseen consequences
Even though she was of strong mind with presence

Tears rolled out endlessly in mere silence
I allowed her to deplete sorrows at once
“We ere meant for each other and remain so”
I assured her with firm resolve to forget and forgo

Sometimes sentiments drive us to the extreme corner
Any good or bad things come in life later or sooner
But some lucky people get them as they wanted
And some suffer as they were meant to be suffocated

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Bed

I am bed ridden and admitted in hospital
I get disheartened on doctor’s arrival
May thoughts cross over in mind?
Doctors come treat me and be very kind

I am totally afraid of death
I know how people offer wreath
Hey will be sobbing and remain in tears
I go berserk and loose heart to bear

I know no harm will be done
All illness may disappear and certainly gone’
I shall be back home with full cheers
I shall smile again without any tears

It is time to express our gratitude
And this should be general attitude
No need to express grief, sorrow
He has done all well for tomorrow

The illness can’t be contributed to anything
That can take place with anybody for something
It is body and may fell apart any time
Don’t think negative about it anytime

Keep only one faith
That may avoid the death
Rest everything is decided and in time
We may miss and curse it sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ripples in spine

Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine

My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor

Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even

I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof

I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone

Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try

Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide

I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was

If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Where Is She

Not a single day has passed without you in mind
Lots of excuses come across as thought to find
You were never away in the past for a single minute
You were uncontrollable at home and never remained mute

Whole day passed off amidst your little noise
You were always ready for something to poise
You may venture for something and make my blood pulses up
I had no option but to remain silent and shut up

Today she is not in this lovely home
I look at door steps for her welcome
I know she may come any time and knock
I puffed more from cigars and left thick smoke

You have nice art to make me smile
You will not allow gloom to descent even for while
You may keep me engaged in lovely conversation
Remind me all the time about commitment and healthy relation

Her absence has made me totally blank
From the sun rise I have taken nothing or drank
I must admit her presence as some source of strength
Without her I am unable to adjust or take comfortable breath

I can do nothing without her being on my side
She will lean on my solder and confide
Whisper lovely and sweet words in my ears
She had made me fully dependent on her for years

Today I realize her importance when she is not here
I used to neglect everything when she was with me or near
She won’t bother me for even small things
Life at home without her is dreaded for something

Lovely home is zero without her sweet smile
I am on bed and thinking for it meanwhile
How come females have strong will power to control?
When nothing can be made available without shout call?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My choice

It was my choice to call him personally
I did not like the idea of conveying it orally
Still it was ideal to hold meeting at place
Where no come could spot us and trace

I was serious with my proposal
I did not expect it quick disposal
It was to be discussed at length
We had same feeling with relative strength

Neither the entertainment was to be included
Nor the contentment was to be excluded
It was all there available for asking
It was the only trust we were banking

I knew he will not misinterpret my invitation
Though it may send some kind of elation
He was not such person to be excited at
He will weigh the pro and cons to wait

I was always thrilled to meet him and feel fine
Though the relation can be termed as clandestine
I used to feel intoxication with his company
Even though this may not be the experience with many

I dared not to have affairs with anybody
He was special to me and not somebody
He excelled in all the aspects to prove
I had to say yes and could not disprove

I had deliberately chosen the place
As I was very much in serious race
It was concerning to me as person
I had some worries with valid reasons

I had dreamed of him in many ways
I wanted him to be closer and not away
It was dream come true as we were alone
I was the beneficiary as only one

As he entered the place, it was awesome feeling
I was losing control and reeling
I feared he may object and offer some bad words
I still held firm with looking straight and forward

I was sailing in beautiful boat
I was feeling it with sugar coat
It was giving me all kind of pleasure
I had full faith in him and was very much sure

The life would be totally incomplete
If he was to remove me or delete
From his favorable list and position
I feared for it and thought it as worst composition

I saw him smile and regained the confidence
I need not put up brave front with pretence
He would prefer out right presentation
This would prove only good reason for my exaltation

I could offer no words as he neared me
I was speechless and did not feel free
He did not give any chance to speak
I was dreaming day as night and felt so weak

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Routine and Style

Both husband and wife quarreled for a while
It was their routine and style
If by chance for one day they observe silence
If will be considered as golden chance

Even though it never happened in past
Life was moving at steady space but very fast
Both realized it is not good for coming days
So they found solution in mutually agreed ways

Each one of them will go and knock the wall
Strike at fast space until they breathe heavy and fall
In such way they used to keep control over anger
Sit together to dine when faced with hunger

They could understand now what was the meaning of rage?
How an powerful animal can become helpless in the cage?
If anger is controlled in any of the suggested manner
It may deliver well sooner or later

They had fought several times and broken many items in home
The anger and fight both was now over and unwelcome
They had decided to go in for a new relation
Left behind everything that was in question

Person learns everything with passage of time
They may have some mistakes here and there sometimes
That stage may not remain same for ever
One will have to adjust and plan for future

If both the characters are of same temperament
There may develop unnecessary friction and development
If one gets good sense in immediate time
Life can be brought back on wheels at any time

Both now are leading now happy life and enjoy
They have no worry at home and plenty of time to spend with joy
If animals can compromise and come to the terms
We are human beings then why can’t we think turn?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Restore Comfidence

All I needed was to restore confidence
The bitterness was crated with single incidence
It had sown the seeds of great mistrust
I feared shadow more than an enemy to trust

I remembered her coldness when reached me
I was prisoner as if bonded and not free
She was all for great love and now everything changed
It was altogether difficult to sustain and be managed

She lacked warmth and zeal
May be she wanted to look not real
Was that product of my sick mind?
Why was I not in position to find?

Thousands of thoughts crossed mind
I was loosing sense and going blind
How to turn her totally loyal
As we had spent life very royal

How her hand was used to be so soft like rose petals?
How her fresh smile used to be clear like crystal?
She was caring and brought whole world in home
I was greeted well with smile and warm welcome

I may lock in arms around her waist
She may try to go away from clutches to her best
Yet I may not allow it much to her discomfort
She was so lovely on earth when I used to reach her to report

She has confided in me with desire to part
I felt shadow was growing in me as cruel art
I was dumb founded at her disclosure
I thought of miserable life and failure

She may be away for no reasons
I might be sometimes to her bad persons
But it was not so unbearable for her to think in such way
All bad ides in mind were driving me away

I called her to sit side by
Neither I nor she was in for permanent bye
We had erred somewhere and failed to try
Now she was feeling remorse and shy

I looked in her eyes and asked nothing
She too found holy bond and missed something
We spoke nothing but cried for moment
We were again one and had no more to comment

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Totally Hot

(john farrar)
I want you
But takin it easy aint an easy thing to do
And I want you, want you
You must know
Cause baby I cant begin to keep it in
Our love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
Our love is totally hot
Im burnin up
And if my mama could read my mind shed lock me up
And Im burnin, burnin
You must know
Cause baby when youre around I come unwound
Our love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
Out love is totally hot
Play the game and let me do the same
And we gonna get along, gonna get along, gonna get along fine
Watchin out for my heart
But when I am near you
Near you aint the place to start, no, no, no, no
Takin it slow
Whenever I cross your trail, my brakes just fail
My love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally hot
My love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally hot
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally, totally, totally hot
(repeats)

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Totally. Totally. Totally Bummed

Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.

Significant this feeling is,
Hard to overcome.
When an aging is apparent,
And nothing can be done.

And when one has a wisdom,
One developes more and more...
The pressure to pretend there isn't,
Can not be ignored.

Oh, totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.

No more looking 26.
Overnight has stunned.
Disappearing quick was 36.
Overnight has stunned.
And the 46 that came...
Picked up 56 and split.
And now I can't believe it,
I am elderly legit.

Oh, totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.

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Hell Will Not Fall

Hell will not fall if someone tells you
Needs no company and go through
What is the problem if one wants to hurt?
Why to be bothered about reply considered being curt?

It does not strengthen any of the side
The differences persist and become very wide
You will never prefer to see eye to eye
More questions about everything and no earnest try

It concerns no one
But may affect some one
It will make everybody unhappy
No time to be grieved and feel sorry

It makes you exposed and vulnerable
You may not be in position or capable
It will land you in unexpected trouble
Complete weight may make you crumble

No one is bad and should not be taken otherwise
The break in relation is total surprise
It was never intended or willingly shaped
The break down is not worth to be clapped

If someone exclaims joy over it
Then he is totally unaware and unfit
The relation has got tremendous endurance
You can’t think of coming out of it at once

It has something to do with our precious life
As it has proved double edged weapon like knife
No one can endure sufferings and unhappiness alone
It may have devastation affect heavy of cyclone

Love the way and like the behavior
Some of the differences may be very minor
Yet we take high note of it and spoil the relation
No doubt should be left in mind for raising the question

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Not to end

I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend

Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way

I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?

Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath

I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry

It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival

Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall

To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?

I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage

It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate

To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges

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As promised

He did not turn up as per promise
I knew well in advance that he may surely miss
I still wanted to make it sure for healthy relation
Some how I had bad inkling with no sound indication

He seemed to me as a disgruntled man
Some of his utterances were not good for woman
He disrespected woman in many regards
I was making up my mind not to go in and move forward

I took a calculated risk to give him fair chance
Bluffed him that I have decided to desert home at once
I would be meeting him at an appointed hour
We would then be leaving for unknown destination as tour

He could not decline further as this was going to be crucial
Neither his excuses were favoring nor his weak denial
I waited for him to prove his trustworthiness and reliability
It was rightly going to prove his sincerity and capability

It struck my mind what would happen if he turns out wrong?
I shall have to reconsider my opinion and certainly to go along
It was half given chance to weigh the decision in favor or against
I was not to loose anything as it was solely done on my behest

How easily the relation turn sour if no proper thought is given?
How the girls find themselves in helpless position if stupidly driven?
The tender age does not give them enough chance to think right
They are easily subdued and persuaded not to put resistance and fight

It is good to know a person or girl before entering into alliance
Both can have enough of time to think for expecting any reliance
It definitely gives some indication how far they can go ahead
Whether it will right for them to have nice life to be lead

Not all the bonds result into failure
Some of there are secured and very sure
It is total commitment for the long relation
Something unexpected is ruled out of question

Not all the moves can be suspected
The relation as such must be respected
You will not know a person even if reasonable time is spent
The deception and desertion at any level make anybody totally silent

I learnt a lesson not to trust blindly
It has to be looked from right angle and kindly
It is possible that you are simply lead into believe
The factual things may be different even if you disbelieve

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Be very true

He did not turn up as per promise
I knew well in advance that he may surely miss
I still wanted to make it sure for healthy relation
Some how I had bad inkling with no sound indication

He seemed to me as a disgruntled man
Some of his utterances were not good for woman
He disrespected woman in many regards
I was making up my mind not to go in and move forward

I took a calculated risk to give him fair chance
Bluffed him that I have decided to desert home at once
I would be meeting him at an appointed hour
We would then be leaving for unknown destination as tour

He could not decline further as this was going to be crucial
Neither his excuses were favoring nor his weak denial
I waited for him to prove his trustworthiness and reliability
It was rightly going to prove his sincerity and capability

It struck my mind what would happen if he turns out wrong?
I shall have to reconsider my opinion and certainly to go along
It was half given chance to weigh the decision in favor or against
I was not to loose anything as it was solely done on my behest

How easily the relation turn sour if no proper thought is given?
How the girls find themselves in helpless position if stupidly driven?
The tender age does not give them enough chance to think right
They are easily subdued and persuaded not to put resistance and fight

It is good to know a person or girl before entering into alliance
Both can have enough of time to think for expecting any reliance
It definitely gives some indication how far they can go ahead
Whether it will right for them to have nice life to be lead

Not all the bonds result into failure
Some of there are secured and very sure
It is total commitment for the long relation
Something unexpected is ruled out of question

Not all the moves can be suspected
The relation as such must be respected
You will not know a person even if reasonable time is spent
The deception and desertion at any level make anybody totally silent

I learnt a lesson not to trust blindly
It has to be looked from right angle and kindly
It is possible that you are simply lead into believe
The factual things may be different even if you disbelieve

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Not as per promise

He did not turn up as per promise
I knew well in advance that he may surely miss
I still wanted to make it sure for healthy relation
Some how I had bad inkling with no sound indication

He seemed to me as a disgruntled man
Some of his utterances were not good for woman
He disrespected woman in many regards
I was making up my mind not to go in and move forward

I took a calculated risk to give him fair chance
Bluffed him that I have decided to desert home at once
I would be meeting him at an appointed hour
We would then be leaving for unknown destination as tour

He could not decline further as this was going to be crucial
Neither his excuses were favoring nor his weak denial
I waited for him to prove his trustworthiness and reliability
It was rightly going to prove his sincerity and capability

It struck my mind what would happen if he turns out wrong?
I shall have to reconsider my opinion and certainly to go along
It was half given chance to weigh the decision in favor or against
I was not to loose anything as it was solely done on my behest

How easily the relation turn sour if no proper thought is given?
How the girls find themselves in helpless position if stupidly driven?
The tender age does not give them enough chance to think right
They are easily subdued and persuaded not to put resistance and fight

It is good to know a person or girl before entering into alliance
Both can have enough of time to think for expecting any reliance
It definitely gives some indication how far they can go ahead
Whether it will right for them to have nice life to be lead

Not all the bonds result into failure
Some of there are secured and very sure
It is total commitment for the long relation
Something unexpected is ruled out of question

Not all the moves can be suspected
The relation as such must be respected
You will not know a person even if reasonable time is spent
The deception and desertion at any level make anybody totally silent

I learnt a lesson not to trust blindly
It has to be looked from right angle and kindly
It is possible that you are simply lead into believe
The factual things may be different even if you disbelieve

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Dalai lama - path to freedom

We shall never be happy and trustworthy
If we live on somebody’s grace and mercy
That will kill our inner conscience and strength
It will prove counter productive and lout of length

We can never be comfortable and at ease
If we think negative and never live at peace
What prevents us to be more accommodative and friendly?
Why do we want to remain as prisoner in our own home and lonely?

Does the conductive atmosphere help to over come it by nature?
Can we shape and prove its worthiness in near future?
Have we to give set norms of life or simply surrounded by friends?
Yes, they may prove helpful if they remain best friends at the end

What bring our imminent fall or nose drive to the ground?
What is ultimate goal how that can be easily achieved and found?
It all depends on going to the right direction with mind so sound
It may gather momentum if we get together and go round

Our mind is incapacitated by the invasion of suspicion
We have lost the moral ground and lost any positive lien
It has engulfed and vitiated so much that we are totally blind
How is it possible to have positive approach with vicious mind?

We shall stay supreme and bind the force together
We can add new dimension with fame feather
It is not at all that impossible to achieve
If we adopt positive attitude of forget and forgive

To rise in arms for noble cause is not at all rebellion
Let there be enemies in large number or in billions
What may surface at the end is naked aggression by mighty?
It is in the hands of destiny power called almighty

Can we make inner peace with disturbed mind?
When people are deprived of rights by cruel kind
Will it show the correct path for early freedom?
If it does show or result in same with wisdom

Fight for freedom in peaceful manner is totally justified
What else path you suggest to be more qualified?
Whole world watches the scene with keen interest?
Whatever may be the out come but hopefully be the best

Never in past the saints have lead the peaceful procession
World history is full of such examples against such aggressions
I bow my head to the spiritual soul who stands for cause
May God give him the courage and divine power without any pause

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A way apart

The ways are wide apart
Though we are inseparable part
We bonded together to spend life with pleasure
We both took enough care to make it sure

I always used to look at your charming face
The whole day we used to be away without any trace
I had to rush home by making race
I never wanted to late in any case

You lay very near in the bed
The rumors were already fed
You avoided al the time to talk
I found it very hard to walk

I missed your softly whisper
It used to match without drummer
It contained humorous melody
You were such a nice and romantic lady

We were meant to be for each other
The burden was to shared for not to bother
It created gulf and road lay wide open
It took dramatic turn all of sudden

The thick fog darkened the air
Her face was gloom with dark hair
I thought about widened rift
It was strained relation with complete shift

She used to offer very good smile
Complete arm around with jokes for while
They were real shining days to enjoy
Now I looked sad with no mood for joy

It is always bad to live like stranger
You should avoid unpleasant words in anger
It may add fuel to fire and worsen the situation
You should stop once for all its continuation

The best way is to talk freely
Spend the time merrily
No need to go for even slight discomfort
Maintain healthy relation with good rapport

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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

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