Wrong on The Way
We find nothing wrong on the way
If that is chosen carefully to keep away
From all kind of ills and with good intent
There is nothing more or less to repent
We are not put to harassment in any way
We are not driven away or kept at bay
It is destined path and decided much in advance
You will have to cross it any time at once
It is made easier with lot of blessings
Nothing goes from your luck as missing
You are given your share at right moment
There is not much left to be asked for comment
It is inhaling object on the earth
No breath and it is declared death
You are alive so long there is some sign
You look good and feel very fine
We need little grace
For smiling always on the face
Rest all we have to struggle
To enjoy life and keep free from troubles
Enjoy quietly what has been offered
Take it as gift routinely conferred
Whatever you bear in mind or differ
If there is destiny to suffer then you certainly suffer
Regret only when it pinches
Cry only when heart it touches
Stay aloof when no purpose is seen
Show interest only when you are keen
Find the ocean to swim with
Prepare fully and armed with teeth
Think that it is one time life chance
It may come or not come if gone at once
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who I AM
I don’t want it to succeed
There is after all no need
Life is not to be made as what we think
Swim fast and prepare even to sink
Heart and all joy comes there after
When life is smooth with laughter
No weapons of any kind must come in between
As love is to be observed and clearly seen
You must always thank almighty
Never feel dejected for any kind of pity
There lies clear distinction
You need not any extinction
Life is an ocean of pain, agony and storm
But we need to forget and keep it warm
As human we need to survive
Strengthen the bond and revive
No one comes to feel for individual
One must think carefully as casual
Hell and heaven made in the mind
You need not go to anywhere and find
Suffer for guilt and enjoy for correction
Guide the path and seek the action
No one suffers here for any crime
As it is pardoned with passage of time
Seek the blessings for given birth
You can pray for descent death
In between you are responsible for good acts
To think out of tune or in tune may not be real fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
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On pilgrimage
Neither you are on pilgrimage
Nor on conduction of any voyage
You got to make it heaven
At the cost of you life even
Make it worth
Even if pain and agony comes forth
See that you have lived life
Even though it may have double edge of knife
Life on earth is really a blessing
You may find everything missing
There won’t be anything worth
Yet it is beautiful on earth
You may have free air
But still doesn’t look everything fair
You may have rivers plenty of water
Yet you may think it to alter
You may find high mountains
Still more height of it you may maintain
You may think always in term of gain
Get puzzled with little of shock and pain
So take it as chance to see and think
Everything here is not to sink
Take whatever benefit you can
Love the beauty of nature and become a fan
Nature may reward
If you enjoy and look forward
Think it is creation of almighty God
Every object may seem as beautiful as Lord
Your stay is for limited span
Swim over water as white swan
Enjoy every surface you come across
You may everything in his Cross
I, for one, may go for simple stay
Greet the things which may come on the way
Enjoy all beautiful things created on earth
I may enjoy even end resulting into death
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For being foolish
I am smiling at you for being foolish
Life has just started and not yet finished
You have been showered with all the blessings
Nothing is taken off or left with missing
I am creator of universe and still helpless
You have picked nothing good and have made mess
I wanted to see you all with smiling faces
But you all have forgotten it in mad race
I love you as kind human being
I have not clipped your wings
You are free to act as noble and honest
Who stops you from performing best?
I feel pain at your rude behavior
You have forgotten your creator
You do not believe in existence of your savior
You live in fool’s paradise and act as warrior
You can be brought down on earth
You can be compelled to embrace death
You can be made nobody at any time
You are committing unpardonable crimes
I still forgive you for being indifferent
Your folly is seen and is very apparent
You act as if you are totally different
One day you may have to feel sorry and repent
You will not find favorable wind
You will be denied access and kindness
You will be pain in same coin as you sow
You will be given raw treatment if you don’t vow
You are given all the freedom to act
In human life you should know all the facts
Act wise and have faith in goodly things
You may then deserve good for something
I keep on smiling on helpless situation
I have given you strength for its evaluation
Why I keep on be on their side with blessings?
So they should loose the trail of tracing
I want you all to confine within limits
The refuge on earth is temporary with no permanent seat
No one should remain under wrong illusion
There should not be even slight confusion
You are building castles and palaces
They won’t be left with any traces
They will disappear as pack of cards
So think of good life and be on watch or guard
I love to be on your side from time to time
It becomes difficult for me to rescue you sometimes
Nevertheless you have all the amnesty for some error
Only you need to see self in the mirror
You lead a life that is expected from you
It does not belong to you and it’s very true
You may stay here for a while and go away
Try to see reason through and have peaceful way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No plan to live
I have no plan to live good life
It may be for others like an edge of knife
I am comfortable with it and happy
Everything is going on very easy
Father has left good fortune
Nothing more is required to be done
Rest of the days may also be gone
Life is to be at ease and carefully I have chosen
So there may be many more lucky people like me
Careless, unconcerned an totally free
I shall take nothing into consideration
Enjoy the empire without any question
Father had worked hard to build
There was tremendous growth and enough of yield
I saw him working late nights
I have inherited fortune by right
I shall not work that hard as he did
I have no clue now how to lead
I am afraid to swim in rough sea
Let me think over it and finally see
He had advised me not to spend recklessly
Not a coin should be used excessively
I have kept that advice in mind
I shall seek nothing more to find
He took nothing along with him
Everything is left behind for family team
We all were given full comfort and fine stay
Now he has left us and gone away
I have learnt nothing to expand business
Now I f eel uneasiness on the face
Worry lines sometimes rush and bother
I shall have to depend now on others
It is good to have enough of wealth
To have an expertise enhances the health
Health and wealth combine gives confidence
Life is providing one more opportunity or chance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A difficult to die
It is not difficult to die
Then to ask for it and why?
We often drag the feet
When time comes to greet?
It is all destined
You are not at all detained
You are free to feel
Make your journey on wheel
All are new destinations?
Lot many hurdles and new questions
Still got to make it lovely and go ahead
It is beautiful to feel good and lead
No thought should emerge to end journey?
It is God gift and should not end for only money?
You got to feel good and struggle for survival
You may enjoy it later with its revival
The life is precious thing
It should not be lost for anything
It has got to do with something
There should be no useless thinking
It will be over at any moment
It won’t wait for anybody’s comment
You take it seriously and think positive
Work for family and friends and be more constructive
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Believe me
Believe me
Faith is totally free
No binding
Yet ever confiding
Building confidence
Providing chance
To improvise with time
Lead again sometimes
That is belief
Provides more relief
When you are in trouble
Takes you out from life's struggle
Never fight over religion
Those may be different in each regions
Almighty as it appears
Eveready to help and bear
No bad blood should be for piece of land
Not to create more foes than friends
Life is short and not in our hand
Start from one and try to mend
Enjoy every beat of second
You have nothing as reserve in fund
It may run out at any time
Pray to Him all the times
Not that I speak on somebody's behalf
It may be ordinary piece of advice for laugh
I have reached at the crucial phase
Yet I feel it nice at the end of an edge
Not all may want to hear
Still they may have one fear
How do they come round the corner?
They have to find it out later or sooner
Act fast before it is too late
There is nothing like luck or fate
You have to suffer and enjoy as well
Have it your self and beautifully tell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Poem-10
Honey … honey … I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey … honey … I have money.
Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.
I have money … I have Brothers
I have money … I have Sisters
I have money … I have a Family
I have money … I have friends
I have money … So no relation ends
I have money … So worshiped daily
Honey … Honey … I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.
Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey … Honey … You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.
poem by Devraj Harikrishna
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Honey... Honey...
Honey… honey… I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey… honey… I have money.
Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.
I have money… I have Brothers
I have money… I have Sisters
I have money… I have a Family
I have money… I have friends
I have money… So no relation ends
I have money… So worshiped daily
Honey… Honey… I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.
Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey… Honey… You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.
20th Feb.09
poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak
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Seeing You Dying, Hurts
Ever wonder, just a ponder
what life would be like
if we were told we had little to live
tears and fears, mind blowing
what to do, no time to go
the anger, the pain, the stress
how long to go, no one knows
could be fast, maybe slow and last
forever we want to live
we pray for long life and healthiness
why do we get picked, not our choice
people been there some survive.others don't
thinking where life should go
quit the job, see the world
sit and moan, don't frown
get on your feet live it well
happiness extents life
be free and enjoy those days
number as they are
limited as you go, be with the ones who care
for they will suffer the most
living without you
give them memories to share
do not spare, they do care
pictures and stories last forever
good and bad, tears and laughter will fall
missing you will be so hard
been together for all your life
the world will be so lost
without you there
have to find away to go on
it's not the same, things will change
lives will go on
never let go, you been told
it's so hard to let you go
time so cruel, it's running out
please forgive me if I cry
your a big part of our lives
stay around and have some fun
life is grand and so are you
give it all, don't let time end
love makes time, time makes life
I will smile till the end
cry to myself, show no pain
the hurt so hidden
makes me think
why not me, why you
poem by Michael Peterson
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Of Non-ness
But at this time...
On these non-days,
When a sense of non-ness is existing.
I try to find in my mind,
A reason and a rhyme...
To define what it is I choose to decline.
And it is at this time,
I'm feeling quite fine.
And those non-days existing,
With a non-ness to grind...
To upset my mind,
I can't allow...
Myself to be twisted in the mix of it!
I once participated in heated debates.
About the absence of the right,
To enjoy the life I've made.
Without feeling I should trade away...
This happiness I feel and have,
I just can't walk away from to see betrayed.
And it is because at this time,
On these non-days...
Whether they come to others to keep and stay,
I wish agitation begin from me to fade.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
And when that non-ness is there to share,
Because at this time I made up my mind to care...
I,
Have chosen peace...
And I've left the scene.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am all right, You are all right.
Where ever you are, that is your place
What ever you attract, it is your part to face or replace.
You can get through everything from where you are,
Go on, enjoy life, do not oppose, do not put before you a bar.
If you oppose or gripe about anything what comes to you,
You'll never find true happiness in whatever you do.
Your life will be a constant misery,
Stay grateful for everything, then you will find real life's discovery
Let go and let come to you whatever is there,
Be happy, enjoy life every second and be sincere,
Good or bad should find you at peace and calm,
Know, what you see in this moment, it is your mind's realm.
Change your attitude & thoughts, so your life will change,
If you do not succeed, try again & again & arrange.
As life is a school room, nothing stays or real,
Turning thoughts to gratefulness, the purpose of life will reveal.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Real honesty
If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame
For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real
He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud
He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation
So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something
But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage
It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang
Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly
neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Little Comment
One little comment can really change your life;
It can make you feel good or cut you like a knife.
As a result, you may now want to try something new,
Or with an aspect of life, you may now be through.
You mull the comment over and take it to heart;
The speaker of the comment, unaware they’ve played a part.
The chances are that, of the comment, the speaker has forgotten,
But you are now left feeling really encouraged or really rotten.
Some comments are just throw-a-ways,
But they can easily make or break your day.
Some comments stick forever in your mind,
Whether they’re really hurtful or really kind.
Many years later, a comment you may still be able to quote;
It could be one which made you sink or one which made you float.
You will probably still be able to recall it word for word,
And even imitate the tone in which the comment was first heard.
As the result of a comment, you may feel better or worse,
And the speaker of the comment, you’ll either love or curse.
A comment can make you give up or give you the will to succeed;
Off one little comment, our further thoughts will often feed.
They can change the way that you see yourself,
And even have a good or bad effect on your health.
A bad comment can leave us feeling rather unsure,
Whereas a good comment, can leave us wanting more.
Just one comment, which may last only a few fleeting seconds,
May result in a whole new life, which suddenly now beckons.
You may leave your old life far behind,
Or a whole new life, you may now find.
So just take a moment and think before you speak;
Of the joy you may bring or the havoc you may wreak.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Gift or Token
Even if life does not smile
We must carry on meanwhile
Life may be cruel, favorable or against
We have obligation to stay here with keen interest
How many people come on earth and vanish?
Who takes pride for life's best finish?
Everybody suffers from one draw back or another
We must look daily afresh and need not bother
What is to be feared from life and death?
It has to be based on your firm belief and faith
You should go on living as normal man
What else in life you want or can?
It is gifted life and is on hire
We must thank god and admire
No one may know what the next moment will be
The soul will become free and may need no permission to flee
As you are given empty stomach to fill
Some labor has to be put on to earn as good will
You may feel very sweet of it if earned through noble means
Rest of the people may suffer and end in no win
Life is always stuffed with either up or down
You may have to put large efforts of your own
Result may remain unknown but surely on your side
As there are tremendous opportunities and world is so wide
Love to live with meager means if not given enough
No doubt life may prove difficult and very tough
Yet we are made of simple clay and can be easily broken
Life must be looked upon as gift or token
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A lame can scale
Can lame person scale the peak?
If God is pleased then yes even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is pleased then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and turn barren
We will face the destruction all of sudden
People remember God when caught in cross fire
They did not pray so far or admired
It was their good luck that had kept them alive
They were not in this world because they did not believe
God doesn't distinguish between believer and non believer
Even though they are burden on earth don’t deliver
Such type of persons may be hardly or found in some sections
We can feel pity and offer no reaction
They don't realize the cause of their well being
They may still be ruling on vast land as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not kind
We have witnessed their down in wind
One final blow by God may unseat them all
There won't be any escape for their recall
The wind may dash them ground and result in rout
No one will come to know about their where about
Have you ever witnessed the rough weather during sea voyage?
Was their any chance to come alive to shore and manage?
Could anyone bring it under control with power of money?
It was only His grace that made possible your safe journey
Who can come to your rescue when ship is sure to sink?
At critical time why do you remember him and think?
He will definitely show the grace if you had maintained the link?
You may find no route, watch helplessly and blink
He is there to protect us in all crisis
There is no particular reason or thesis
It is firm belief and faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can come on earth with force
You may be suffering from guilt with remorse
You are misguided lot even if path is carefully chosen
Relation may stand severed and continuously frozen
You stay cool from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding the plants with bad aim in farm
It will not grow fully until rains heavily
You may come to realize later on wen it grows really
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Enjoy More
I had lot more to enjoy than to loose
Between the devil and good I had to choose
It was going to be different universe in a long way
I was to catch child’s finger in fateful days
I was criminal in all the respects
Some people were fearful of my acts
I could sense the way they would prefer to react
Something was forcing them back in fact
I am earthy man with full of lovely feeling
The criminal past forbids me to stop further killings
I saw the changes when I declined to be blind
As at home wife had delivered beautiful child
“Is the world so beautiful to live in? ”
“Can there be more losses with gain”
I was puzzled to read in between lines
But fact remained there that I was feeling fine
She was for all smile when noticed some changes
I was changing fast with resolve to manage
No more hatred and wrong acts in coming days
I held her hand with promise in distinct way
How come one factor can change entire life?
I had performed all the acts with use of knife
Taken lots of lives for the self protection
Now I have decided to go in for corrective action
Lovely child reminds me of beautiful days ahead
I want the life to be completely different and lead
Let whole world gun for my life if they prefer
But I shall stand fast and may not like to suffer any more
The child has brought good fortune
May be at right time to change the tune?
Sing a song of total harmony with relative peace at heart
No one teaches anything but comes as surprise with good start
It may not be smooth transformation
But I am at rest with no more questions
Life can be led differently at any time
Little divine grace is needed sometimes
What kind of medicine can be useful for sound health?
Can worldly pleasures bring change with enough of wealth?
I find none but yes to some unforeseen development
It is altogether blessings in disguise with slight improvement
If there was to be best place for criminals in world
Nobody would have thought it for second and turn cold
At given point of time something struck to the mind
We may be different person with all changes to find
I want no more past history
I wish not to feel sad and carry
Let it remain buried for good
I have come to sense and lately understood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Come out
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to recover
Not to suffer
You may differ
Still I offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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