Why you want to?
Why at all would you want to ruin?
When I have covered long distance to see you in?
I did not care for what came on the way
I only waited for the golden day
I wanted to fly high with you
I had made it almost through
Something was puzzling you inside
I was there to cover you from all the sides
I am like mad river rushing to meet
Removing hurdles on the way to greet
Nothing stops me from reaching point
I want to make it permanent joint
Will I land in dreamy island or see the reality?
Will my quest end in total infinity?
I will wait for none and surge in spate
I have nothing more in my belly to state
Oh, dream come and help to realize
I have nothing more for you to oblige
I have only one mission to be accomplished
Journey is not over and yet to be finished
It is constant flow that keep me alive
Distant memory keeps me strong and live
I have refused beautiful beaches and shores
Only with the sole aim to embrace you and adore
I sshall calm down and stabilize?
Help and build the dreams to realize
Not a single thread to miss in making nest
I shall be with you to offer the best
Don’t dash my hopes to the ground
I have all along desperately found
My dream man of future around
The waters have receded with no more sound
It is all calm, silent zones and no noise
Whispering the tone without any voice
You fill the rainbow with unknown colors
Don’t ruin it with eye drops or tears
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXVI: Ruin
Do not ruin a good story
Do not ruin a perfect plan
Do not ruin a flawless lie
Do not ruin a great sacrifice
Do not ruin a hard work
Do not ruin a long trust
Do not ruin a magical moment
Do not ruin a golden opportunity
Do not ruin the current mood
Do not ruin an innocent dream
Do not ruin a sweet memory
Do not ruin a fair game
Do not ruin a mutual agreement
Do not ruin a smiling face
Do not ruin the flowing river
Do not ruin the sequence order
Do not ruin the standard procedure
Do not ruin the prepared show
Do not ruin a complete circle
Do not ruin a final ending
Do not ruin the leisure time
Do not ruin the aiming shot
Do not ruin the hidden purpose
Do not ruin a genius idea
Do not ruin the dead price
Do not ruin a determined mind
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Age doesn't matter
Yes it causes me worry
I have unclear mind and feel very sorry
One should stay firm and carry
To fulfill all dreams and marry
As teenager I had fallen in love
It was unusual for me to move
People say” age doesn’t matter”
I have thought of deciding it later
I wanted young and handsome
Who can fulfill my dream?
It has caused me many sleepless nights
I have still a reason to smile and cause for delight
I wanted some one to nurture
Enough of wisdom and mature
Who can grant me bright future?
Take me right with and fully secure
Do I bear any hidden guilt?
Has it got any syndrome in built?
Even if it has, I may wither the storm
The relation may mushroom and remain warm
Do you imagine the state of river when in spate?
Can any one think of it and clearly state?
Has she not the potential to flood and dash?
Is there any reason with her to go for mad rush?
What is state when flood water is receded?
What is condition when demand is acceded?
The calm water may appeal more and more
As I go near to him and simply adore
Others may not accept it but I do
I have though it wise and very true
I shall stay firm and go for it
Wait for glorious moment and gladly meet
It is not mere coincidence or simple chance
One can’t go for it and have a glance
The waves do emanate from deep inside
The conception and realization has remained wide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Waterway Crossing
The river flowed
Serenely at first
Then turbulently
Before finally drying up
Still, his effervescence,
Not his evanescence
Is what wells up in my memory
For his waters, running,
Unleashed a dam in my soul
That the words stuck within
Now rush forth unrelenting
A whole decade's worth of words
I never knew how to speak before
So I am grateful to the river
For tapping gently at my core
Yet sadder all the same
To realize, that beautiful river far away
Had to stop flowing
Before the one inside of me
Could start pouring out at will
Nevertheless, my river shall go on
It shan't be kept silent
It shan't be quieted by sorrow
Perhaps one day it'll flow,
As all rivers eventually do,
Straight into the great big ocean
Where the first river had gone on to
And when our waters meet
He would not know me
He would not realize his feat
He would not greet me like a sister
And even so, the crossing would be sweet
poem by Donna Dolorical
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A calm river flow
Rivers are calm when flow quietly
You can hear from distance very gently
It touches the bank and flows silently
The constant move is on relentlessly
Rivers are named as mother too
It has proved very true
It can effectively prove as water way
They will be there for dominant play
Rivers continue to create fever
She has been dreaded with fear
When she has water flow and is in spate
No amount of words can help to state
Some rives are considered as death rivers
They bring catastrophes and shivers
They are feared most in people’s mind
They may be dangerous and so much unkind
Our lives are totally dependent on small or big
In every season she will make a dig
She will be like virgin lady
Rushing to meet her nice buddy
Every thing to face ruin on the way
She has still decisive role to play
It can be considered as our life line
She is kind, calm and always fine
When bloody wars were waged on the banks?
Many ships were made to sink
The blood continued to flow in the crystal water
Still men did not turn out to be hater
River has witnessed rise and fall of the empires
They continued to fight for lands to acquire
What made them to run for bloody race?
It was unclear from any angle to asses the case
Rivers may leave behind very good imprint
She may come and go with sound warning and hint
It is our misfortune that we are unable to control
Plenty of water to be enjoyed while on stroll
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dream and reality
Dream or reality
What can be dream and reality?
Have we the resolve and capability?
Turn into real and enjoy till last
Can that happen really very fast?
I won't be able to answer
May be with some people counted fewer
Yet it is nice to think of it
Turn it as heaven and make self very much fit
If two of the people have found real nest
What can be thought of and counted as best?
The thing can be shaped in sure destiny
The small world of place called as tiny
For a girl it seems to be a big occasion
When starts new day without any confusion
He is there with ready made commitment
To look after well with romance and sentiments
What else to dream then to wait it to happen?
Whole of world to remain on one side to watch it even!
The distance may appear as one of the lat wall
When he reduces the distance to make final call
I am not of much romantic nature
But who else is not when something comes for sure?
He has found way in permanent abode
Inscribed few fine words and wrote
I shall loose all my nerves and sink
When his embrace may take me to think
It will be final merge into entity
As one and only one with serenity
I had dreamed and waited for this day
Finally it may be realized at to give the way
I want to miss not a second to be away
As he is my prince and shine of bright ray
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Touch and Go
It is touch and go calculation
Fine existence with relation
At one moment you in find world
Next moment you are no more and tuned cold
Life is another name for continuity
Calm and quite with stability
Peace with every movement
To feel at home at any moment
But not peace as dead silence
Where something miss in its presence
You must rise with something to perform
Make them realize and purposefully inform
Like the stream I must grow
Make a way and naturally go
To be merged with into river
With resolve to fall back never
What a joy when I mix with blue water!
So much happiness to absorb and cater
Many wonders in river belly
Fishes, crocodiles and species many
Sun rays may reach with half way
Yet so much of joy with nothing to give away
The flow may be continuous as it was before
I have tremendous joy and happiness therefore
This is insignificant way but rally a big one
Such joy is never shared with any one
Like virgin girl I hurriedly rush to the sea
Ageless mystery to vanish as I feel free
Wind may blow and grant me speed
I shall thank for help as I usually need
Journey is on with eagerness to end
Miles I have covered to meet the friend
I shall be out of control as my waters may greet
How much joy and happiness when I meet?
Both flows may merge into one with separate entity
Now I am little big with formidable quality
Any female may want final union
To face the challenge with true companion
This is what the philosophy of life insists?
Many theoreticians may use the thesis
It is nice to fill the gap
As opportunities are meant to be grabbed
When it is fulfilled and over
No one may need to fear for cover
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Colors Of Life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
Wherever you go
Wherever you may go
Trust in hope, trust in your real friends
Planet colors alive, you hold it in your hands
Realize you have to open your eyes
And Ive learned everything has always two sides
You're not alone
The world is one family
You're not alone
Find your way to be free
You're not alone
Love is the hope to survive
You're not alone
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of dreams
They are wild and free
See the colors around
See the colors around
The colors you have found
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
The colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
There's a land, there's a place in your heart
Tolerance is the key to make a better start
I've been waiting for my lessons of life
And I've learned everything has always two sides
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Blame me
Blame me for everything,
Spare me for nothing,
I left behind special thing,
My memory to miss something,
It was to last and something to cherish,
Till I am forgotten and completely perished,
My soul still roams and not finished,
Blot on old cloths removed andwashed
I was awaiting a simple death,
To live alive in memory and breath,
So till last I may have say,
With beautiful time and day
All dues and regards I pay,
Still she may have all the say,
She may have hopes in sun rays,
I still hesitate and remember in many ways,
I will remain calm and narrate,
Always grant her higher the rate,
May be it was my fate,
What to write and what to state,
I had simple memory as clean slate,
I may be called or addressed as late,
I may have long wait to decide the fate
Before it is. All over and nothing to state
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Reach
I know where Im going,
And Ive got all my cards showing.
Im like the crow flies, a straight line
Reaching for the other side
I dig the sand they kick at me with a calm that stuns.
Tracing time with no alibis makes me, makes me realize.
Its ok its just a dream I had.
That theres something out there,
Something, just out of reach
Armed with time on my side
And a field of vision miles wide.
Ill keep searching for some meaning
Whatever makes me feel alive.
Its ok its just a dream I had.
That theres something out there,
Something, just out of reach
Today I felt something so strong it took my breath away.
Now I long
To live like this everyday.
Ill find it some way.
Im alive with so much of life to try.
Ive got no memories of what used to worry me.
Its ok its just a dream I had.
That theres something out there,
Something, just out of reach
Someday Ill reach.
Its ok its just a dream I had.
That theres something out there,
Something just out of reach
Just out of reach, just out of reach
song performed by by Queensryche
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Dream Dream Dream
Dream dream dream
And dream untill dream come true
Life is nothing but dreams
Some accomplished, some unfinished
Some dreams are trifle, some cherished
You are nothing but a result of dreams
Dreams, dreams and nothing but dreams
A dream of someone
Or a dream of your own
Dream is not what you dream while asleep
Dream is what that don't let you sleep
You live for dream
And you die for dream
Your unattained desires are dreams
What you all desire are dreams
You can't accomplished unless you dream
What you accomplished was a dream
The law of attraction and power of passion
All say dream, dream and dream
{Published in Annual Magazine of NOSPLAN- Organisation of the Students of Planning in January,2012 by the same poet.}
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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The Sea
The sea has always
held a fascination with me
with its restlessness.
Breakers falling on
far and distant shores.
Waves rushing up sandy beaches,
then retreating to roam some more.
I sit for hours just watching and dreaming
where each wave might have been.
On its waters, roam mighty ships
coming and going from home.
One day I may old sea roam.
My dreams may come true
and on your waters explore
the different lives lead
on far-flung distant shores.
Until that day comes along
on the beach, I’ll sit and dream.
7 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Everybody dreams.
Everybody dreams.
Children dream,
Adults dream,
Old people dream.
I dream, too.
I dream about the friends with whom I'll grow old,
I dream about the person whose hands I'll hold,
I dream about being young and in love,
I dream about loved ones, looking down from above.
I dream of the places I'll one day see,
I dream of being wild and free,
I dream of my house, high on the rocks,
I dream of the sand underneath my socks.
I dream of the people I'd love to greet,
I dream of the things I'll say when we meet,
I dream of hearing their voices sing,
I dream of being happy with everything.
I dream of travelling with a map in my hand,
I dream of never coming back to this land,
I dream of finding myself - in sense
I dream of jumping far off this fence.
I dream of any things that one day I'll know,
I dream of the freedom: a dream I won't let go,
I dream of my future and marvel at my pride
As my heart is flying and singing inside.
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Fluid
emotions you must realize are fluid
and they flow sometimes misguidedly
sometimes blocked and
dammed and you see
a jail, a cell, a wall, an island without a bridge
a sea without a boat
a rainy day without any rainbow,
you are fluid, you must realize that too,
you flow, and surge and rage and
fall, sometimes, you splatter
and feel like a splinter
of a hand
grenade.
you feel something that behaves like a river inside you
and you hear the sound of rage, sometimes just a hush
or even a rain dropping from the sky to the gutter,
and you feel you're inside this gutter
and you have no control, about where to go and what to do,
this is
what is dripping all about
drip, drip, drip, and you feel this sloshing mind like a slime
getting inside the sensational strips of your throat
like words in your mind
pouring unceasingly, to make this poem.
what is this all about? you pretend to know. What to do about it?
i know you do not really know. Gut it. Gut feel it. Trust your heart.
Let the rage seep in like it is an innate part of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fluid Emotions
emotions you must realize are fluid
and they flow sometimes misguidedly
sometimes blocked and
dammed and you see
a jail, a cell, a wall, an island without a bridge
a sea without a boat
a rainy day without any rainbow,
you are fluid, you must realize that too,
you flow, and surge and rage and
fall, sometimes, you splatter
and feel like a splinter
of a hand
grenade.
you feel something that behaves like a river inside you
and you hear the sound of rage, sometimes just a hush
or even a rain dropping from the sky to the gutter,
and you feel you're inside this gutter
and you have no control, about where to go and what to do,
this is
what is dripping all about
drip, drip, drip, and you feel this sloshing mind like a slime
getting inside the sensational strips of your throat
like words in your mind
pouring unceasingly, to make this poem.
what is this all about? you pretend to know. What to do about it?
i know you do not really know. Gut it. Gut feel it. Trust your heart.
Let the rage seep in like it is an innate part of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How To Ruin Everything
There's something wrong with me I don't know
if it's not just inside my head
It feels like I'm walking through a dream
I still remember what you said
I know that everything will be alright
It's going to work out for the best
I think there must be something better still
It isn't really so far-fetched
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
It's hard to trust in somebody else
responsible for your success
But in the end I know it's up to me
I live my life with no regrets
So tell me everything I want to hear
What do you like about me best?
I've been a king and I've been a fool
I'm not about to give up yet
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
I've had enough of the promises
I've had enough of empty threats
Some people wait for opportunity
Why should I wait? I haven't yet
I want to burn down the prejudice
I want to destroy the evidence
Is all that really matters what you're worth?
Then what is it worth for your two cents?
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
You know I'll go running out
and ruin everything
song performed by by Face To Face
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Ruin
There's a moaning I hear when I try to sleep.
It's the sound of a drawn out tragedy
The result of centuries of neglect.
With no attention paid to cause and effect
And the pain gets worse and the screams ensue.
It's the world living with a parasite
It's the world living with it's own infectious disease.
Ruin is what you wanted
Ruin is what you get
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
The infestation reaches far beyond it's means.
The sapping of the strength has muffled all the screams.
Self centered beings play out self centered lives.
Indifferent creatures living in indifferent times
And the blame is passed round when the death throws sound
It's the world living with a parasite
It's the world living with it's own infectious disease.
Ruin is what you wanted
Ruin is what you get
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
Ruin is what you wanted
Ruin is what you get
Ruin is what you worked towards every single day.
Ruin
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Yours Truly
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A go back
I shall say good luck
Do not come but go back
Before night sets
And birds return to nest
The sun has blazed all the way
I was tired throughout out the day
I could find no refuge
The ordeal seemed to me very huge
How long the coolness may remain
It may prove hollow and cause pain
Sea may calm down with blue water
Only some noise from ship's hooter
I need some rest
It is enduring test
How to retrace and come back?
There is slight pain in neck
Eyes too have given up the quest
The sun is heading towards west
Soon everything may calm down
I may be left alone to claim it own
What would I get from your lovely stare?
Where will it take and lead me where?
Am I not comfortable and happy here?
With your memory I have no fear
Don't trouble me with eye's glare
I am lost and simply unaware
How do I say or deny it as unfair?
I shall watch it closely at upstairs
I can hold you close to the chest
I have nothing to worry about rest
Should I be shunted back or pushed?
There is no need to be rushed
Do not look at foot prints on sand?
They may represent emissary or brand
They may speak volumes of past
Still the day may not be over so fast
The body and soul may separate
One may blame and not equate
Why should I go for it and narrate?
I should accept it as mere fate
I did not wait for rain to drop
I simply considered show as flop
I might have failed it to manage
This may go off only with age
It is not stab from the back
It ism admission very frank
There may be some compulsions
We may have to face the diversions
Not all the rivers may reach deep sea
She may not realize it in hours of wee
It is rushing madness in speed
Who will care for advice and heed?
It is accepted as fate not accomplished
Still life moves on and not finished
It may sometime on the way perished
Still it will not lower the attempts to be rushed
Come back or go back doesn't matter
Nothing is left behind to utter
We may be shuttling the ferry here and there
We got to find rest point somewhere
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A silent river
In the silent river my sweetheart tell me everything
See how calm the waters
In the silent river my sweetheart tell me what you feel
see how beautiful the river
With the sound of birds whistling
Joyful whistling in this river
How happy they gave beauty on this silent river
In the silent river my love dont forget with our promises
Sound of water running thrilling us
Note the butterfly flew with graceful
Add warm atmospher here
in the silent river
how much i have anxious waiting for you here
in the silent river
The anxiety i always remember our promises
here in the silent river
When there is only me that shaded the sun's heat
To time gives the distance between us
In the silent river..
my sweetheart dont forget with our love
My Rainbow
I have this rainbow that no one can see
It is planted right inside of me
it is made of all bright and beautifull colors.
the first is bright yellow and just like me beautiful and bright making the best of what can be.
the next color is blue bold and strong never wanting to let anyone down and yet always stands his ground
and after that is the deepest of purple the passion, a ladys man yet sensitive and artistic to everyone around
the next color to my rainbow is pink she is beautiful in every way seeing the world in the beauty that we have lost, and picturing it the way it should be, with castles and princesses all around.
at the end of my rainbow is a strong orange he is brave and strong and makes for sure all see's with a double look
and all of these beautiful colors in my rainbow
make the most perfect combination i could have ever imagined
when i look to the rain and see this little sparkle
i know there is nothing that could ever compare and i know i will never feel despair.
for through rain snow sleet and hail
i will look at my rainbow and find my happines there
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Always blue
I am nature’s lover
Staunch supporter and believer
I venture out to hear morning calm
I find trees but do not look at palm
So much height and beyond reach
Can not impart anything or teach
I find calm sea at beach
More to learn and less to preach
I hear calm echo in morning
It has opened up with new beginning
Lots of birds still resting in nest
Maya come out any time to serve the best
Have you not heard?
I said “M blue bird'
why you still wait?
You may get late
Smile on her face for while
when I had walked for miles
I heard beautiful voice
I did not think but made a choice
With lots of friend around
No similarities found
Love bird seemed to me very sound
Now I search for breeding ground
I know we will find a home
With happiness to welcome
New beginning with lots of thing in mind
You were generous enough to be very kind
I can fill in the gap
I think it as right step
I have nothing think for right or wrong
She is ideal and one of the best among
I loved the way you responded
I had not sent a word or corresponded
It was appearance of rare bird
What a magic voice was heard?
I was just lost with natural echo
It tore apart silent zone long ago
I wondered to have found a rare bird
Still lost with music never heard
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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