Within reach
I pray Almighty and rest,
No more questions and no more zest,
Continue to strive always for best,
Is it not the time for simple test?
HE has done all his best,
Provided us with very good nest,
Simple food but better than feast,
No botheration or worry at least,
With all good at our disposal,
Never we make simple proposal?
Always we demand and more propose,
Less he considers and quickly disposes,
What a beautiful and lovely creation?
Everything before us for recreation,
Doesn’t require any certificate or citation,
For descent living and more facilitation,
O merciful you created it within my reach,
Lovely sea shore and beautiful beach,
Nothing to learn and nothing to teach,
Confine to self and nothing to preach,
Nothing stops me from being an honest,
Sowing well and reaping rich harvest,
Life is mission and not merely a conquest,
Everything you get at simple request,
Eat well, think well and speak also good,
no complaint about nature or good mood,
All carving made from precious wood,
So I see him around whether sat or stood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Good quest
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more food.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What the hell 'm doing on earth?
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more fo
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sight Of The Beautiful
My God what a beautiful sight, its the most beautiful I have ever seen. My Lord it is amazing what you can created by just saying simple words. Sometimes in life things can be simple but other times there that can be a hail storm on a sunny day. Many say that life is hard and death is simple, for as life comes with complication, death comes with freedom of letting go. Oh God, My God oh is this so beautiful, beautiful the stars in the night shy, beautiful as the pillar of creation, beautiful as the earth from the moon, and beautiful as a first kiss. My God Oh God how is this so beautiful? For such simple words as "let there be" can alter into reality, what all of earth should see, something that you have created just for me. Oh God, My God I love you so, for you have showed me the way to all that is beautiful. Oh God, My God for this you are beautiful, as beautiful as a rainbow in the lunar shy, those are rare to see, but so is the one whose eyes are on the sparrow. The things make you beautiful my Lord, and your beauty keeps me going, to see tomorrow, to see another day, to see everyday, and to eventually see you. Oh God My God you created beauty in its magnificence, and you never demand anything in return, only ask to return our love by loving. For we are created by of love, out of love, for the purposes of love, and that you, nay We can not be more beautiful. Oh God My God what a beautiful sight.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Prostye Dvizheniya
I continue simple moves
You continue my continuations
I am you, and you are me
I repeat, you repeat.
If you want -be silent,
Wait until it stops.
If you want keys,
2 turns around
If you want yours,
If you want somebody's,
If you want be like me
And I continue
Simple moves, I continue...
Simple moves..
We continue simple moves
Destroying irrigation.
Somewhere you find,
Somewhere you lose
I repeat, you repeat.
This is love,
Springs are jumping.
Tomorrow everyone
Can be smaller then snowflake.
We have to be on time
Not refusing.
We should be able
Continue to live.
Simple moves, continuing to live...
Simple moves...
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Simple moves...
song performed by by Tatu
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Simple Kind Of Life
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didnt work out, Im covered in shells
And all I wanted was a simple thing
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Im so ashamed, Ive been so mean
I dont know how it got to this point
Ooh I always was the one with all the love
But you came along, Im hunting you down
Like a sick domestic abuser lookin for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
Oh if we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?
I always thought Id be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like youd be a good dad
Now all the simple things are simply too complicated for my life
Howd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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At The Beginning.........
created in a simple form with a simple purpose
to enjoy what is given and live in a simple ways
where each gift is given according to each one
needs
leaves, creator to walk in the paradise, where
everything is almost heaven to take, worries,
anxiety, pain, and suffering is not a experienced
to remember
gives all of what is life in the heaven's park, a will
that is freely given, the will to pro-creates, to
judge, to live and the authority to save all of what
is living
now is to die of what makes every living live a
time to go and see, believe, and forward, every
precious moment to feel the special time, the
remembrance of every start
a simple beginning, where everybody leaves every
soul to a simple return....
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Simple Pleasures of Life
Going for a walk
reading a book
dunking a biscuit
in your cup of tea.
Soaking tired feet
in a warm bowl of water
having an early night
a good nights sleep.
Hearing a child's laughter
a letter from a loved one
listening to a favourite song
watching a really good movie.
Playing a sport you like
enjoying good company
being content on your own
making new friends.
Observing nature
walking the dog
being in a garden
smelling the flowers.
Simple pleasures
simple tastes
simple life.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Love Is Passion / U Have to Sing It to Get It
love is passon love is true
love need to come and find you
whenever i'm on a walk i want to scream
and sout its another
lovely day in the naberhood
in the naboerhood
in the naboerhood
its another lovely day in the naborhood
in the naborhood
in the naborhood
its another lovely day in the naberhooooooooood
of paso rubles californa ooh yaaaaaaaaa
i want to come and hang it with my friends and me
with my friends and me
with my friends and me
i want to come and hang it with my friends and me
with my friends and me
with my friends and me
i want to come and hang it with my friends and meeeeeeee
have a picnic by the ocean shore i wan't it to be just me and you
just me and you
just me and you
have a picnic by the ocean shore i wan't it to be just me and you
just me and you
just me and you
have a picnic by the ocean shore i wan't it to be just me and yoooouuuu
its another lovely day by the beach and shore
by the beach and shore
by the beach and shore
its another lovely day by the beach and shore
by the beach and shore
by the beach and shore
its another lovely day by the beach and shooooorrrreee
of morrow bay
its a good life with my best friends and me
with my best friends and me
with my best friends and me
its a good life with my best friends and me
with my best friends and me
with my best friends and me
its a good life with my best friends and meeeeeeeeee
ooooooohhhhhhh yaaahhh
ok lets go its another lovely daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy! !
in the naboerhoooooooooooooooooood yah
by the way u have to sing it to get it ok thanks
poem by Valya Madden
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Hill top
On green grass near hill top sat one poet
Seized with serious thought but very quiet
He was lean and thin but on simple diet
He mastered an art in composing the duet
He had masterly skill but not looking smart
Thoughts were slowly entering part by part
It was not age of cars but small wheeled cart
This was only refuge where he had very good start
He wondered at God’s beautiful creation
Was it not serving right place for recreation?
Who has time for observation and thinking?
Hated and killing with moral slowly sinking
Will my simple creation serve the purpose?
If not serving well then what should I suppose?
Should I leave it to fate and continue?
Offer something concrete with ideas new
No one took notice of his presence
His presence on ground was not of any essence
This provided him peaceful and congenial atmosphere
Long vision, right decision with new sphere
He had hardly any means to go on
Paucity of funds and nothing of his own
Poor parent forcing to forgo and ready to disown
He determined to continue to achieve literary crown
Luck would have its way and he joined the college
Intelligent students welcomed him and joined as colleague
Literature was his ambition and brotherhood as an aim
So much to offer and nothing to claim
“No sir, this is not what poet thought in mind”
Professor turned back with gesture unkind
How can you say this is not exactly the meaning?
“I am the same poet who composed and had simple leaning”
This was shot in arm for newcomer and student
He had many ups and down in the freedom movement
Consolidated gain with slow and steady pace
Created position keeping others enough space
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mood
What can be termed as mood?
Can that be called conducive for good?
Situation may not take you out of wood
You may not even like or prefer food
It is perfect condition to emit ideas
Nothing will be heard even good pleas
Good melody may also fall to deaf ears
Perfection may take longer or even years
Mind may set in and take complete rest
Emergence of constructive but thoughts best
Some times may prove hard or acid test
Right time to strike, write and paste
Don’t attempt when nothing appeals
Thoughts may cross and ideas repeal
Allow normal function with gate closed
Gradual entry with no more ideas forced
It is like child demanding toy
Nothing will convince even if you employ
Good alternatives with submitting to demands
Even if you threaten with severe remands
Childish play with funny acts
Got to know with basic facts
Simply arranging with current scene
Facts to be reflected as never before seen
Poets are whimsical and funny
Care not for any more penny
It is simple presentation of views
May not head to any more clues
It is not magic or creating words
Simple notes and looking too forwards
It may not have head and tales
Poets are many as sea have whales
Poets may create new concept and waves
Beautiful ideas which may produce heroes and braves
It may not be drive powerful wagon
Certainly a sharp and double edged weapon
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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Simple Woman
Simple woman who does not put make-up
Doesn't follow in fashion, the way she dress up
Long skirt and blouses, covered from bottom to top
Never been seen her fine good skin
But she is a woman with good lookin.
Simple woman who captured my heart
Though I can only see her from afar
My eyes sticked and don't blink apart
With black long hair and smile she makes
That feels me like going for a race.
Simple woman I'm dreaming every night
Wants to hold her and hug her tight
Sometimes imagine her in a dim light
Dancing with me till midnight
With love song and romantic candle light.
Simple woman is what I need in my life
'Coz I'm sure she would be a faithful wife
Has pure heart and sincere love that reside
Oh! woman I need you by my side
Wish you love me, and be mine.
poem by Judith Kempis
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Simple Race
In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
It is the only way to feel guilty
As we are called children of almighty
We are made by him from simple clay
He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay
We are human being and may err
It is neither folly on our part nor error
But a gamble that every individual takes
In quest for obtaining sweet cake
Sin or no sin yet it is great load
Some of the secrets are not to be sold
They are confessed before almighty
With pure heart to regret and feel sorry
He is there with kind heart
To forgive all our sins for new start
We got to assure him of good conduct
This is known to all with simple fact
I shall stay wherever I am
Nothing should bother me or them
He is merciful and our savior
No one is superior or no one is inferior
Let us live as single entity
Prove your worth with nobility
No one takes you for granted
You lead the life as you wanted
Curse or no curse it is your concern
But forget soon when tides turn
Go before him and confess
Life is to be moved on as simple race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Moments At The Beach
flowing water, cool breeze
waves washing a shore
birds drifting in the wind
boats sailing on the water
people strolling along the beach
children playing in the sand
sun bathers laying a shore
swimmers playing in the water
volleyball in the sand
family picnics under the trees
The lake so beautiful
The beach so free
people being friendly
the life so simple for a day at the beach
Strangers, friends and family enjoying the lake
the simple things in life is enjoy nature and ourselves
poem by Michael Peterson
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No Comparision
You are like diamond in sky
I am only piece of coal, why?
Why one is called precious stone?
Why I m preferred by none?
Autumn may approach and take me away
End of era and decline of sway
Everybody will pray rising sun
No one will make unnecessary run
I can’t be instrument of recreation
Must be unique but simple creation
May not compare with any of your quality
If so then it will be end of continuity
I am imperfect love and need care
People caution me to be aware
Nice face but stone like expressions
Perfect me with ever lasting impression
How to tell windy air to wait and stop?
I gather the strength but every time flop
Want to lift the face and simply reveal
Secrets of my life and thoughts not to conceal
It may prove good masterly stroke
If I can project well under thick smoke
You may laugh it out as simple joke
Still I may prefer to remain under your yoke
You were always my divine power and light
Took pride to hide under the arm of might
Goal seemed within reach and in sight
Time may prove whether I was wrong or right
Page may not reveal hidden fear
How much agony and heart burns bear?
You may not believer it as my dearest dear?
May not be all that pleasant to tell and hear
Is the true love to fade away for simple reason?
Mushroomed and groomed without any season?
Was that the only reason to be punished for nothing?
Does that mean to forget in love everything?
I may not seek and find the honest answer
No need to ask or seek advice from fewer
Look at the fresh flowers that blossom and fade
How much love and solace under the tree’s shade?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The television industry doesn't like to see the compexity of the world. It prefers simple reporting, with simple ideas: this is white, that's black; this is good, that's bad.
quote by Krzysztof Kieslowski
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Simple Things
simple things are the simple thoughts to a
simple man
like me
simple things like a coin where there is no face of me
or you
but it can buy me something to shame me of my
poverty and helplessness
a simple yawn
i haven't really slept
to the minimum that my eyes need
and look at these eyes
they are sinking to my sockets
a simple
word is all i need and i will always repeat it
'love'
'me'
this is the simple man, let there be no complications
about
spelling
or ethics
i am a simple man and morality is too hard for me to understand
all i ask is that you must
love me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A simple dreamer
It is nice to be day dreamers
They can prove as good swimmers
They have the ability to reach shore
They hold their love and adore
Everything things look so good and fine
It can't be experienced in the influence of wine
You may roam all over when sit to dine
Everything is seen holy as that of divine
Lovely to see and nothing to miss
Nice to enjoy and joy with tease
Life so simple and spent at ease
Something to experience with its release
It is nice to be called a fool
Nights are calm and there prevails lull
Stars twinkle with peaceful message
I wonder at sky for smooth passage
I may walk slowly to reach an edge
Nothing so difficult but easily to manage
He may emerge in form of moon
I shall feel coolness in noon
No sun blaze or hot rays can deter
No rising waves or river flow can alter
I think of him only and utter
It is sincere wish and very simple matter
I am not going too far
He may be shining star
I shall submit to dark nights
I have to be there by all my right
You may reign supreme
I can’t go to extreme
I must see light of the day
There must be straight and open way
I can love till the end of tenure
I may not have secured future
I still have good feelings to nurture
You just see the reason and make it sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Creed Of The Wood
A WHIFF of forest scent,
Balsam and fern,
Won from dreary mood
My heart's return,
From its discontent,
Joy's run-away,
To the sweet, wise wood
And the laughing day.
Simple as dew and gleam
Is the creed of the wood!
The Beautiful gave us life,
And life is good.
Be the world but a dream,
Let the world go shod
With peace, not strife,
For the Dreamer is God.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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