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With your personality

I was damn attached to with your personality
You were made of fine blend with super quality
The almighty might have thought twice
As it might have fulfilled all the needs and suffice

Not only beauty blinded you but brilliance too
This can be related purely and gone through
You are beautiful flower but dislike the garden
May be you want to be called only one

You want only your presence with domination
You dislike others and hate and raise question
You want to spread the fragrance but want no competition
You taken all precaution to hall their bid and taken full precaution

You call your self messiah of peace
But doesn’t like others to live at ease
You may not know exactly the reason behind
As it is beyond your reach to find

You are at full glory and at highest peak
Still you are uncertain and feel very weak
What makes you to feel autumn in spring?
Where you can expect any change to bring

As beautiful lady you owe response and care
You are likely to be mother with performance to be fare
Nature and earth take pride in your well being
You are really like nurturing bird with powerful wing

I can take your word for granted
As it will prove further when planted
It is our look out to see it mushrooms
There is happiness and joy and sadness has no place or room

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty In Essence

I read beautiful sentence 'beauty is joy forever'
How best to understand 'beauty lies in the eyes of beholder'
I was restless and decided to search
But I had imagined it as beyond reach

God only knows how to define beauty
He has created it and certainly is his duty
I shall have to feel or be the part of beautiful universe
If I am granted black color then it should not be the cause of curse

Oh God! What a project I have taken on hand?
Not even almighty has tried to understand
It was freely distributed on earth by nature
Many flowers have come up in garden to reassure

'No, it can't be as simple as that' I was amused
I opened eyes but in misbelieve refused
Why was it not attracting as it should have been?
I thought for a while but lacked the power to be called divine

Wherever I moved and tried to guess
I saw the same power with divine face
He was there in each particle
Each one speaking itself as independent article

I found beauty in black eyes
With same attraction and force it tried
Not that white lacked any appeal
But black represented nothing to repeal

I raised my hands and looked at his mighty power
Only rain god had the blessings to offer
Bring life and beauty to earth in general
So many appeared quickly and many disappeared with funeral

I tried to read and decode the beautiful language
I was not young enough to understand that page
Where all the material was available to feel beautiful
But I found it at no place and remained unsuccessful

I find each object better than the other
Among the females I could see only mother
In the garden I could find only rose flower
Where else I need to go now to find beautiful cover?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Why Children?

Why children occupy our full attention
We daily talk about and make mention
Wherever we go we carry some impression
Always praise with happiness and nice expressions

Some of the childless families miss the opportunity
It is divine gift offered to us with fine quality
So many couples may be offering prayers to have child
They may consider themselves unlucky and blind

Almighty has done fairly well for all human beings
The happiness desce4nds and bell rings
The child’s arrival is accepted with grace
So much happiness is seen on the face

One simple smile from child makes our life beautiful
Whole world seems to be within our reach and looks full
What is missing in our life thereafter?
Nothing else, only happiness and bursting into laughter

How a dropp of rain can bring life to seed?
How a soul comes into being and really freed?
What a lovely life when comes to play a role?
Intimacy with all and breathing as noble soul

What do we make thereafter in real world?
Love to live with love or create hate fold
Drag every one in new strategy to cheat
Consider it milestone and great feat

We abuse the child and push them to one side
We force their destiny and compulsorily decide
The perceptional difference is very wide
We sometimes don’t take precaution to hide

Let us not undermine importance of children
They are like messiahs and flowers even
What do we expect from their innocence?
Make life so lovely in their presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Am I?

you all know me and you know my name.
i am something you can not tame

i can be as gentle and as soft
as a butterfly upon a flower.
or as unforeseen as the midnight hour.
you can love me or you can
hate me, but you can not forsake me.

i have been around since the beginning of time
i can be as hot as a flame
yet! cold as ice.
and without me you can not suffice.

i am all that you may want to be
and yet you can not see.
you feel my presence all around
and when you don't expect me
i will be found.

'i am'-a child of a mother called nature.
and she like me, is as beautiful as can be.
she can enslave you, or set you free.

the information i have given you
was a task.
'now is the question you must ask'
who am i?

I AM WIND.

poem by Louis Rams
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Funmilola

SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU WILL WANT TO KEEP LOOKING AT HER, HER SMILE BRING SMILE TO EVERY LIPS.HER EYES WONT EVER MAKE HER WANT TO LIE.HER BEAUTY IS LIKE A ROSE IN FULL BLOOM, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT WHEN OUR CREATOR THOUGHT OF BEAUTY HE SAW ONLY HER.SHE IS WONDERFULY MADE, GOD MADE HER SMILE OF THE SUNSHINE, AND HE MAOLDED HER HEART OF PURE GOLD, IN HER EYES HE PLACED BRIGHT SHINING STARS, IN HER CHEEKS FAIR ROSE YOU SEE.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT IF A THOUSAND PAINTER WORK FOR A MILLION YEARS THEY COULD NOT CREATE A WORK OF ART AS BEAUTIFUL AS HER.SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS VIRGIN SAND, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS RAINBOW FULL OF COLOURS, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS STARS FILLED THE SKY, SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS BLOOMING FLOWER.OH BEAUTIFUL HER NAME WAS CALLED, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SHE SPEAK OF BEAUTY, SHE SLEEP IN BEAUTY, , SHE WALK IN BEAUTY, SHE LIVE IN BEAUTY.SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL THAT THEIR IS NO FLOWER THAT CAN BE COMPARED TO HER BEAUTY, SHE IS REINCANATION OF AN ANGEL, FAIREST OF ALL, GODESS OF BEAUTIES, EXQUISITE BEAUTY LIKE SUNSHINE.

poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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See what you like

There should never be "what" and "if"
We are only green leaf or leaves
Hear what we feel an act as not deaf
Feel to the pulse and say very brief

Love is to care
Love is to dare
Love is to be fare
Spread the fragrance in the air

Eyes may speak
But legs may feel weak
You may know it well
I have nothing more to tell

I loved it all
Waited for your sweet call
You were there in my dream
I always longed for you to swim

I lack the words
But look always forward
I feel warmth and her gentle touch
I never knew love will be as such

I missed her not for the beauty
But I considered it as my duty
Love demands sacrifice
Not words but with full promises

She may be far and away
But I see in her clear way
She guides me from the distance
What a luck and beautiful golden chance!

I may hold her whenever time comes
Offer all praises and heartily welcome
She may be for me and forever
I shall not doubt it any more

Not all people may be lucky
Whatever they want and get it easy
I must be thankful to her and almighty
Who have blessed me with such a fine beauty?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Beautiful Garden

Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about

Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age

Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied

Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however

It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise

It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come

In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune

Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds

Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A baby boom

Each ward full of new arrivals
For parents not less than festivals
Joy and happiness could be read on face
Who could definitely tell what their race was?

Full of cheers and cries all over in the warden
All are excited with their entries all of sudden
May be it is arrival of spring in garden
Plants are ready to make the show very often

It may be just beginning of new season
Flowers may boom with some reason
Fragrance may be spread with lot of joy
Soon children may be playing with beautiful toys

This land is beautiful garden with lot of arrivals
Some may breathe and some may face dismissal
What do they bring in for us to live little longer?
It is feeling of unique kind which grows stronger and stronger

Flowers of different kind and color strongly wish to survive?
We just look at them and do nothing or take no steps to revive
We just enjoy their momentary appearance and allow them to fade
We think of nothing and consider it as routine or mere trade

Why do we love children more in initial days?
What a beautiful way of offering smile in innocent way?
Do they bring all type of hopes in the form of bright ray/
Do we last long in the hope and express solidly in pray?

It is how the world moves on and so we to with our mission
We humbly let almighty to know when we make submission
We seek all the time His blessings for present and future
We need to be simple and honest and make it doubly sure

As children rise on their feet with the passage of time and grow
Their efficiency in all the respect and worth to show
We may realize the importance of their being
They may prove and carry us on their powerful wing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty

Learned poets have said “beauty is to enjoy”
Like fresh flowers always give you joy
Don’t attempt to pluck or destroy
Not to play with it as simple toy

Thing of beauty is joy for ever
Ever lasting and fading never
Liked by eyes and smelt by nose
Fresh fragrance of flower always like rose

Is beauty confined to physical appearance?
Does inner beauty find no substance?
Is that looking so important and imposing?
No matter whether it denied or trust reposing?

Beauty not to be taken from sex point of view,
It is acknowledgement of grace and dews
what matters most is simple praise and fact?
Leaving behind all games and not to look suspect

Even God is given another name for beauty
Universal acknowledgement for kindness but not pity
We al raise out hands for its grace
Meet all with happiness and embrace

There lies beauty in all the objects around
Happiness and joy is everywhere found
This speaks good and seems so sound
Love spell all over and relations are bound

It may not spread hatred but only brotherhood
It may not confine to area or only neighborhood
It has its own role to play and not hide
Everything so open and nothing to confide

History may not repeat that the bloody wars were fought
Beauty has always ruled and cooperation sought
Queens, princess were married for the sake of peace
Not to shed blood but for stability and life at ease

We may not undermine the essence of beauty
Protect it from further harm and consider it as duty
Let us praise and preserve it as God’s gift
No fight, no tension and with out any rift

We may not get chance to prove anywhere
There is slight ray of hope somewhere
It is always to be seen and understood
Love serves as supplement to energy and food

No one has been able to define what is love?
What is its origin and how it affects nerve?
Why person loose concentration and go for it
Why path is clearly seen even if path is dimly lit

Love is simple way of leading and sacrificing
It is got no comparison or tag for pricing
It happens just with the change of time and place
There is no room for competition or mad race

We shall see to it that it mushrooms
All flowers open up with booms
Fragrance add to beautiful scene
Nature at its best peak never seen

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Flower and Bird

Amongst the lonely branches of a tree,
Stood a lovely flower fragrant and free,
She was the sight of every passer-by,
'What a beautiful flower! ' people would cry.
The flower in the prime of its youth,
Couldn’t identify life and its real truth,
Proud by its fragrance and beauty it stood,
And thought that beauty was what made it good,
Impressed by its beauty a little bird would sing,
The tale of its love and the whole valley would ring,
Perched on the branch of the great oak tree,
The bird sings its love for the flower to see,
People would stop and look at this tale,
Of the beautiful lady and the gallant male.
And one day the bird let its heart out,
And the beautiful flower refused with pout,
The bird wanting its beloved’s heart,
Asked her, 'What do I do so that we don’t part? '
And the proud flower told the lonely bird,
'There is a flower down the valley, have you heard?
Its brilliant red, is said is more beautiful than me,
So dear bird, make me red, as red as I can be! '
The bird said, 'But your beauty is no match,
So beautiful are you that my heart, you did catch! '
The flower in its pride and anger,
Told the bird 'Oh! Don’t bother',
The sadness in its eyes, the bird couldn’t see,
And said, 'I gift the colour red to thee! '
Saying this he pierced his heart on a thorn,
And spilt the blood on her till he was torn,
And the flower indeed did become red,
With the love of the little bird’s blood,
People would stare at the beautiful flower,
And amongst the branches it would hover,
The people passing soon forgot the song of the bird,
But the silent lament of the flower was never heard,
The flower never forgot the love of its bird,
But the melody of the poor bird was never heard!

poem by Supriya Mothay
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Hard snow

The surface was shining with glow
As the sun was lazy and very slow
It had no impact on ground
Everything looked beautiful and sound

It was all white and clad with snow
I have come very close to know
It has steel like quality and stiffness
Though very beautiful with smoothness

Every season there is fresh snowfall
It is beautiful response to the seasonal call
Change over in every season with fresh impetus
Life to be tested in different way thus

We pick many good things from nature
Snow may melt and that is fact for sure
It is natural to be submissive and change
As per environment and manage

I find it exactly the opposite
With some of the things very near in sight
I too find it quite natural with their non performance
It stays same and doe4s not change even at once

Nature doesn’t change so are the human
Same can be seen with man and woman
“We will not change at what we are and what should be”
The originality should not be lost to be looked very free

All natural process to take place in destined hour
Snow to melt, evaporate and form the cloud to pour
Again to come down on earth and repeat the cycle
There is constant change and definitely makes full circle

I wondered at the snow with concealed mildness
Though very hard outer space but no wilderness
May be the same with human nature only to reflect kindness
Retaining same hardness but presenting it with fineness

I want the snow to melt and flood the rivers
Rush with madness to touch the shores
What else remains to be seen?
I am at receiving end and very keen

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The garden of life...

Each of us are flowers in the garden of life we bloom,
We all bring a different light to brighten the daily gloom.
We all posess great potential to inspire our fellow man,
To offer peace and love is a choice we all should plan.
We can each bring joy to a life filled with sadness,
Just through a soft touch or word spoken in gladness.
We can also bring peace to those with a troubled mind,
Bring hope to a broken heart joy from the daily grind.
For every flower has something beautiful to share,
That has special meaning to someone, sometime, somewhere,
But our time is short, just like a season,
As autumn advances with purpose and reason.
We all have these gifts and we must take a chance,
If we spread peace and love it's the garden we enhance...

Enhance the garden...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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I am blind

I am as blind as anybody else
Always free without being tense
Nature has gifted me patience
I go slow and praise hence

People may be right when they compare even
My beauty with rose of beautiful garden
I feel shy and run away from the scene
It creates self prophesy and clearly seen

I may be unrestible and ordinarily figured
The beauty is for all human being assured
Some may be very good and outwardly shining
Others may be finding hard for defining

Female is as such very beautiful gift of nature
Life can be incomplete and so the future
She has all the reserves for making life beautiful
Normal tendency to remain calm and faithful

I have come across beautiful description of woman
They are termed as inseparable part of man
Man may be totally rudderless and blind
If he fails in his mission for female to find

She has golden shine in eyes and brightness on face
Any would fall for it and join the mad race
It is not for inviting any trouble but a challenge
A person has to prove himself and manage

Take it for granted if you stare at her constantly
You are in real love and fallen for it instantly
You are sure that she may prove good wife or mother
No one can fill that place indefinitely for others

There are enough sports for man to glorify
Only the things is she must feel and satisfy
She can make out what right or wrong
You can not take her for cheap song

She can be compared to any divine object
She has all powers to think and reject
She has powerful instinct to grasp your inner conflict
She may decide in favor with the kind act

Oh! Lady, O mother or sister of universe
We have so much in store to converse
You can be center of power and attraction
Let us confine ourselves to definite action

It will futile to attempt for forceful violation
It may leave many unanswered question
Otherwise also there is enough of congestion
Anything may prove contrary with suggestion

We are not talking of inner beauty
That has been given in abundance by almighty
It can spread message of love and unity
The life can be spent happily as entity

Let us join race for perseverance of human race
Man and woman have same story to tell on face
There is enough of plight in this lovely world
Let us remain one and in same fold

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What a wonderful world of nature...

When the early morning is born with heavenly blessed
When the bright sun rays shower through the misty clouds
When the birds choir being to chirp their songs on the trees
then the day being with a wonderful of nature.
I can feel the Mother Nature touches me with her love
I can feel the nature illuminates my heart and brighten my soul
I can see the green grass in summer-spread lovely
I can see the flowers in the spring bloomed lavishly
I can see the leaves falls in the autumn covered earth greatly
I can see the trees full of snow in the winter sprinkled
I can see the stream water gurgles from the mountain
I can see the fauna in the jungles freely set to live happily
I can see the barren lands wet and fertile
Not only they are beautiful in nature
but they serve a purpose for us
Not only they are beauty as forest
but they serve food and water for us
Always, praise the God and thank HIM for HIS beautiful creation
What a wonderful world of nature that you and me live.

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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I Am Human

I am human being
Neither poor nor a king
Simple man with high aim
Nothing to leave behind and simply claim

Less I ignore
Love and everything I get more
Less I dislike and push you away
More you come near and stay

Yet I feel good and don't hate
I have fine nature but no words to state
I can't utter a word 'You die'
It will not be from my heart but a total lie

Cry when you feel like
Shy off when something you dislike
Meet people and openly express
Love to hate and keep smile on face

It is not difficult to profess
But easy to cheer and chase
Ups and down may cause no worry
As there is little scope to feel sorry

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty is everywhere

Beauty is everywhere
Only person should dare
Enjoy it to full extent
We remain no cause to resent

Beauty and joy is for ever
In every season everywhere
In nature, in people and in flowers
And why do we forget about rainy showers?

What do I see in flower?
Its fragrance or color
What do I smell when go near?
With curiosity, love or fear

Many have opined about beauty
I consider it most in the almighty
It is with his blessing that we all have eyes
To see and appreciate with no try

I feel sad when think of its tenure
How much it may last? I am not sure
It may even be crushed under feet
Next time I may not see when come again to greet

I am sue one thing
It has magnificent pull for something
Our feet move only in that direction
For swift and smooth action

Beauty can be seen on mother's face
Beautiful horse participating in race
Or lovely garden with colorful roses
Where you have different option to choose

I say with full knowledge
As it must have no edge
It is as natural as possible
Pick it or pluck it if it is permissible

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be You Too Full

Goodbye to our lives lived in disguise.
And goodbye to all deceit.
We might have known those masquerades,
But above that now we reach!

It's a new tomorrow that we've got.
It's so new in many ways.
Yesterdays are gone...
And none of them with us stay.

It's a new beginning that we'll start.
All mistakes we've made erased.
True wishes for our happiness,
Are raised,
To praise...
Like a flower grows,
ooo-ooo-ooo
Beautiful-beautiful...
Be-y ou-too-full,
Like a flower grows.

Goodbye to our lives lived in disguise.
And goodbye to all deceit.
We might have known those masquerades,
But above that now we reach!
Like,
A flower grows,
ooo-ooo-ooo
Beautiful-beautiful...
Be-y ou-too-full,
Like a flower grows.

Ooo-ooo-ooo
Beautiful-beautiful. ..
Be-you-too-full,
Like a flower grows.

Ooo-ooo-ooo
Beautiful-beautiful. ..
Be-You-Too-Full,
Like a flower grows.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beautiful Day

The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town

You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere

You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination

You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now
Was a beautiful day

song performed by by U2 from All that you can't leave behind
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Nature Is Bountiful

Nature is whispering
Light winds over the hills and dales
And is spreading its sunshine
Over beautiful vales

For nature is bountiful
With its glory and shine
And wonderful colors
Of rainbow hue fine

For nature is the art of gracious God
Who spreads his bliss for all
In the form of beautiful flowers and clouds
All trees and brooks and rainbow small

For God sends for us autumn and spring
With their beauty, grace and delight
Where birds dance and joyously sing
To make it a beautiful and a priceless sight

For nature is bountiful
And inspires us to live
In its astonishing beauty
That is present and alive

So let the peace of God Almighty flow
Through calm waves or sunshine hue
And listen carefully to the whispering wind
That nature is spreading like a morning dew.

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Those green eyes

I will never forget those green eyes
She did not close it even after attacked by the flies
So much concentration and powerful approach
She asserted her presence and made known as such

“Madame, Can you spare some moments for little talk”?
I was on tour to some distant hilly places and preferred morning walk
She was up for daily routine and looked towards sky
“Give me the strength and courage for which I am going to try”

I could gather somewhat from her whispering lips
It was clear indication of her resolve with tips
She must be following clear instincts for any quest
Some of the people are gifted with desired best

I tried to recollect what I could gather as impression
Was it some new feeling after raising head from water immersion?
I could not decide but definitely it was something to write about
You can see many things and feel your self when go out

I could not see the concern or worry lines on face
There was powerful glow and strong resolve to remain in race
It was not to come that easily on her way from efforts
Still it was her association with nature and movement of that sort

It is not the personification of female character
Everybody in his or her role is good actor
Females deserve it as respectful divine mother
She has everything on earth to take care and bother

I think she did not care even for her beauty
It was combination of flower with its natural quality
Since she was brought up with nature’s care
She need not go for health care anywhere

I have seen lot many beautiful ladies
Not quite natural but with trimmed bodies
All sorts of treatment for complete make over
It was nothing but simply a camouflage cover

The body and figure can be made with artificial treatment
Little upset can bring it down at any moment
There is fear at every passing minute
Slight imbalance may not fit or suit

Nature can not be blamed for such beautiful environment
Human beings make it worth while keeping pace with movement
It is interconnected bond which makes it long lasting and permanent
I think it is heavenly blessings and deliberately sent

I may not transgress the limit while appreciating
It may be called small cause for vitiating
Yet I can’t stop my self for being a silent spectator
Almighty is there to take care of as powerful mentor

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Change in order

I at once thought world should change its order
It should look one on map without any border
Freedom movement without any restrictions
Free flow of human traffic without any frictions

It may spread message of love and peace
This is golden opportunity we should not miss
It must strike to all that it is necessity and must
We should take lead start at once and be the first

Well these are simple thoughts and may not look real
From the face of it they may look worthy and ideal
How much can we do remove the plight or ordeal?
Can we not act as honest broker and strike a deal?

It may not find favor with many across the world
The response may be lukewarm or very cold
It is possible that they may not try to come in fold
It needs chance to realize with initiatives very bold

I am not here to advocate any principle or ideology
It is not simple out cry, alarm, propaganda or bogey
When world is driven by powerful lobby and money?
They need power blocks, powerful alliances and company

It can be ruled out at the outset or from the beginning
It may not even have good start or find good opening
Age old rivalries have taken a deep root with distrust
It is formidable ask to come out with mutual trust

It may disappear with passage of time and find solution
It doesn’t require and great change with bloody revolution
It also doesn’t require power dissipation or devolution
It needs preparedness or acceptance in mind with formulation

I am not sure of its reasonability or correctness
It may look good piece of writing with neatness
Still it seems that it should given fair chance or trial
No one from heart may disagree or offer denial

Everybody wants to live in peace with harmony
They may be living uncomfortably at odds with so many
It is desire from their heart that they should come in terms
To do away with all misconceptions which prove as germs?

You may not be great visionary and being your own drums
You may look idealist with blend of thoughts and good dreams
It may prove as driving force to come round with favor
Fragrance of love and peace may find place with flavor

I shall consider my self deem fit to be called a true son
If I can perform well with time and act as good person
It I change every time for needs without any strong reason
Nature too may feel shame if they shower or show up without season

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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