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You promised

You promised me smooth sailing,
Sadness or joy with zeal and hailing,
Solder to solder and never trailing,
Task and opportunities equally availing,

I thought you were the best choice,
You had melody and sweet voice,
You spoke less but merely consented,
When sincere proposal simply presented,

How can I forget that memorable moment?
Rain was pouring and you stood in pavement,
Getting wet with perfect natural agreement,
I stood motionless without any movement,

With a gentle noise, you raised head,
Eyes invited me for taking lead,
I could see future smiling and read,
Ice was melting and distance bare thread,

I spent nights restless,
Didn’t know but may be countless,
Nothing was coming from your side,
Pain was unbearable and difficult to hide,

You chose a way with bold decision,
No lacuna with accuracy and precision,
Life is to be lived with full dignity,
Yes for it and no uncertainty,

Lie has passed with all ups and down,
Little black spots under your eyes brown,
Couldn’t offer you the best crown,
But fame, standing and name renown,

You just said parting days are near,
I could smell and sense the fear,
Was she right when expressed desire?
Listen to carefully and voice hear,

I broke down with intense pain,
Tears rolled and falling in vain,
Events were taking place almost in chain,
Will we be separated? Remained worry main,

I almost shook head and took her hand,
Dear hade we build hut on sand?
Did we not start as friend?
Why then you talk of sudden end?

It took me off how to explain?
How I will stay calm and remain?
My position will be that of slain,
She was bidding with lot of strain,

She promised met to last long,
Walk firmly with path along,
She never questioned what was right or wrong,
Always with me as friends among

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hair and hustle

Dear can you help me for a while?
asked apologetically for a good smile,
’No’ replied a friend, keeping distance mile,
worries all around so can’t smile,

Hounded by worries, sick for while,
how can I offer even forced smile,
pain in her voice Keeping her mild,
mind seized with thought for her child,

She was extremely sorry,
could not afford luxury as money was worry,
situation was tense and she was in hurry,
Mind not working and hand hitting with furry,

I Will do anything for sick child,
can’t remain quite so mild,
I will have to find some means and way,
Still have no hope and no more say,

’hair’ and ‘hustle’ is answer,
What? Hair and hustle,
what is all this about?
Fumed at answer asked, what is this all about? I asked

Explain it dear nothing going in head,
simple may be lines but can not read,
what do they and what it stand for?
Is that all meaning which they stood for?

Raged at the meaning, hair and hustle stood for,
asked again why? What really they meant?
Hair is just trimming as it is learnt,
Hustle is nothing but only business

I have no option but go for child care,
what is meaning hustle and what about hair,
they loose charm and stand nothing,
I may go for it if offered something,

Life of child is so dear
Pain may be more but I may bear,
Many stories appear and I also hear,
child should get care life I fear,

Child if suffers, I will be broke,
can’t bear any such more stroke,
So do not offer any more joke,
Even get angry if some one poke,

Hustle” I found as prostitute,
So mean word and not good substitute,
It was clever ploy on her part not tell truth,
Situation as warranted life not smooth

I remained restless and night whole awoke,
Packets after packets finished for smoke,
Hustle means selling body as she told,
I could not decide whether move was bold,

I learnt later life was living hell,
She did not find as means well,
I was not ready and also not willing,
But helpless as today soul I am killing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Still Silently

I see a shadow
shining through the moon
there is a reflection
and it's coming through
I hide my face
a silhourette
in my window
pitcures burning of you

It's just a memory
passing me by
in the midnight sky
after a pouring rain
with troubles I can't forget
still silently
I'll wait one more day

I hear the sound of the wind
howling through the trees
with echoes of your voice
that whisper to me softly
just like jasmine
it was such a sweet smell
but it was just the pain
that took your place
still silently
I had to walk away

Their was a teardrop
that fell from these eyes of mine
as I stood on that montain top
watching ghost dance
off in a distance
as we died
still silently
we had to try

But what would it matter in time
when their was no other choice
I changed every direction
to escape your affection
such an addiction
still silently
I stood alone on this stage

I hear your name
still in the breeze
but I won't be coming home soon
sickened by your disease
turn yet another page
for a new destination
still silently
we feel the same
(spiritwind-2000)

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Am unable to understand

Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen

I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result

I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind

You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground

All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear

That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved

It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release

It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent

Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person

I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor

She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own

The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home

I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Gentleman Coward

I felt pain in heart when turned down her proposal
It was not out right dismissal or disposal
Yet it firmly indicated that I was not her man
She had told number of times that she wanted to be my woman

She gazed at ground at stood silently
She did not reply but heard me patiently
She thought for a second and shook my hand
No problem dear “we can still stay as friend’

I don’t know how much I had hurt her
But certainly it was no good news either
She had banked on me heavily
And now I told her to accept it hurriedly

She tried to look in my eyes but got no clue
Her face tried to look in my eyes and view
I remained stone faced and took no note
As I had already put a hole in her boat

We parted in good spirit but to see if time permitted
I sincerely thanked her and whole blame admitted
Yet there was some hidden pain on her face
She regained composure and did not try to chase

Many years have passed since then I haven’t heard
Not even single message was received or read
It was hard to forget but I was under compulsion
There was uncertainty with lots of confusion

She is pushed far away from my memory
I wanted to feel whole heartedly and express sorry
“No dear, feel no sorry and regret” she could heavily reply
Let past end here and resolve no more to state

I have heard nothing about her since then
I wanted to know about her very often
I saw her one day in luxury car
Even I had little glimpse and was little far

She is better placed person today and doing fine
I am only person to be blamed who tried to undermine
Wracked the relation and brought disrepute to holy relation
She had full faith in me and had accepted equation

There was no bad intention on my part
My inner conscience has stopped me from the very start
I was sure of not doing better in coming days
So I had no other option but to part the ways

She was fully inclined and had known my position
She fully understood the situation but resented disposition
I was gentleman coward in her eyes and no more
She was determined in her approach and merely deplored

* to retrace steps in anticipation is cowardice*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anywhere you like

You suggested to me let us meet anywhere,

A place Where HE is not there,

We then will have enough freedom,

With close quarter and ruling the wisdom,

We exchanged so many pleasantries,

Life was to level with your words and commentaries,

No distance seemed between ocean and countries,

Neither mountains, hills nor any boundaries,

We had feelings for each other,

Relation still didn't grow any further,

Eyes met and said to one another,

Let us not forget this moment and bother

I prayed HIM sincerely for your hand,

He smiled and blessings lend,

I looked at you for further acceptance,

You okayed it without any insistence

Now I have enough courage and bold strength,

I could go and meet you at any length,

Is it not necessary to see each other before we marry?

Life' as challenge was to be understood and carry,

He was hesitant for slight moment,

I too did not allow him for single movement,

Slight delay was causing me some concern,

I was not prepared for sudden and any 'U' turn,

I offered my self for holy deal,

I was there for his wounds to heal,

With only condition for him to be real,

Waited for his approval for the final seal

What word was I expecting from his mouth?

I did not care whether he was from north or south,

I wanted firm commitment and promise,

Relation was to be permanent..................

I was not here for simple game,

He was not here for charge or fame,

it was an earnest attempt to do with sincerity,

What was at stake//////////? Nothing but simple clarity

I didn't know what all I did,

conscious very clear and didn't hide,

talks very clear and nothing to confide,

sincere desire with best offer to provide

I am not sure of what others might say
I want to have perfect guy in my way
He will come and grab me for ever
I want to rest on his solder forever

He must know what I am and what does it mean?
I can offer my complete conscience and lean
I want to know definitely and precisely learn
Will there be any treachery or any ugly turn?

He can be whole and sole for me
I may consider him as holy gift from thee
Since I know he is meant for my existence
I simply don’t worry for his continued absence

See to it that it is done with all good show
Allow me the freedom to mushroom and grow
I will stand all the taste of cruel wind
I stand there alone and you may find

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Old Memory

How sweet the music sounded
That summer long ago,
When you were by my side, love,
To list its gentle flow.

I saw your eyes a-shining,
I felt your rippling hair,
I kissed your pearly cheek, love,
And had no thought of care.

And gay or sad the music,
With subtle charm replete;
I found in after years, love
'Twas you that made it sweet.

For standing where we heard it,
I hear again the strain;
It wakes my heart, but thrills it
With sad, mysterious pain.

It pulses not so joyous
As when you stood with me,
And hand in hand we listened
To that low melody.

Oh, could the years turn back, love!
Oh, could events be changed
To what they were that time, love,
Before we were estranged;

Wert thou once more a maiden
Whose smile was gold to me;
Were I once more the lover
Whose word was life to thee,--

O God! could all be altered,
The pain, the grief, the strife,
And wert thou--as thou shouldst be--
My true and loyal wife!

But all my tears are idle,
And all my wishes vain.
What once you were to me, love,
You may not be again.

For I, alas! like others,
Have missed my dearest aim.
I asked for love. Oh, mockery!
Fate comes to me with fame!

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Foot steps

I heard some foot steps with knock
it was midnight as sounded the clock
I saw one imaginary fairy in white frock,
I stared at her motionless as hard rock,

I too heard distant call and noise,
It was gentle walk in corridor with some voice,
I could not believe with my naked eyes,
Was it she waving and saying byes?

Oh, dark night even was not offering silence
Night’s presence seemed to me complete nonsense
it was difficult to gather what she wanted to say?
Dead calm too proved hurdle for attention to pay

Stars you stop twinkling as she wants to say something
I am not at all in position to say or hear anything
Moon you too light little more so I can see
Allow me to watch her under the big tree

Oh nights you stop your movement
She may disappear at any moment
Moon you too don’t offer lavish comment,
No praise in her honor is to be sent

She is some where around with sweet fragrance
I have seen her in full boom with elegance
I have no strength left with zero tolerance
Allow me to see her and talk with her at once

I had run in the sleep and twisted the ankle
As I didn’t want to loose you from any angle
Reason you know is very straight and simple
you were so beautiful with red cheeks and dimples

O, flowers you too have no tolerance,
She has such unique fragrance, with appearance
I shook my head in discomforts with disbelief,
All these happy moments at least offered me some relief,

What has she done to me as person?
Are the sleepless night’s only reason?
Was she not blooming in every season?
Nothing was left behind and everything was on,

I longed for her in my life boat,
I preferred bitter pills with sugar coat
She was around me with full support;
I too had good tuning with rapport

She departed at a time when I needed her most
I was stunned to bear such shock with personal cost
She not only delivered heaviest blow but made me dumb
I crumbled on the ground injuring all fingers with thumb

Nights have become totally barren and mean to live
Eyes search her in all the direction and refuse to believe
Will she emerge again to offer me relief and solace?
It will be happiest moment of life to be found in palace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Asking with smile

You have asked it with smile
that made me to sink for while
it was as if felt as sincere call
i was prepared to scale a wall

I had never gone
the magic was already done
it was one of the pride moment
i too felt it as heavenly sent

I know you never asked for roses
you were at pain to express losses
believe me it was honest and sincere
I was willing to say with you here

You were not looking for it
Still I could see bright light
your eyes expressed it clear
You only whispered to hear

It was natural pull
I felt it deep and in full
It was not at all a deception
I too went for it without any option

Any one may feel going down
It will be decision of their own
it is not physical or any other attraction
no can afford to made addition or subtraction

I know it is going to be long way
still it is compulsion to be little away
If God willing, it may prove to be reality
The love has got its own sphere and ability

It was never a problem with me
I was at ease and feeling free
I could read it in your eyes
You held it firmly to express and try

Stay well as and where you are
I may be away and little far
It does not change the good start
You were really shining and looking smart

It spoke well and responded
It was nearly to be bonded
make it sure you are same person
I shall go with you without any reservation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Of My Tears In The Rain!

Of my tears in the rain!
Since you left me lonely without a trace;
Chain, rain, train, strain, stain, vain, main, fain, Cain, gain, pain! !
However, it was not on the same level but,
The Sadness on my face shows it all.

Of my tears in the rain!
But, are you willing to know?
For, you were nowhere to be found;
Even though you promised me,
And now, who can justify this act of yours?

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In My Darkest Hour

In my hour of need
Ha [no] youre not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldnt lend a hand.
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me.
Did you ever think I get lonely
Did you ever think that I needed love
Did you ever think to stop thinking
Youre the only one that Im thinking of.
Youll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when Im dead and gone
Dont try to understand, knowing you Im probably wrong.
But oh how I lived my life for you
Still youd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All these years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise you head, raise your face your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone
Into the promised land.
Theres a better place for me
But its far, far away
Everlasting life for me
In a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way.
Time has a way of taking time
Loneliness is not only felt be fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearning to be held by you, alone so alone, Im lost
Consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain.
Wont you hold me again
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
This good thing passed away.
In my darkest hour.

song performed by by Megadeth
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Christ Crucified

Now ere I slept, my prayer had been that I might see my way
To do the will of Christ, our Lord and Master, day by day;
And with this prayer upon my lips, I knew not that I dreamed,
But suddenly the world of night a pandemonium seemed.
From forest, and from slaughter house, from bull ring, and from stall,
There rose an anguished cry of pain, a loud, appealing call;
As man – the dumb beast’s next of kin – with gun, and whip, and knife,
Went pleasure-seeking through the earth, blood-bent on taking life.
From trap, and cage, and house, and zoo, and street, that awful strain
Of tortured creatures rose and swelled the orchestra of pain.
And then methought the gentle Christ appeared to me and spoke:
‘I called you, but ye answered not’ – and in my fear I woke.

Then next I heard the roar of mills; and moving through the noise,
Like phantoms in an underworld, were little girls and boys.
Their backs were bent, their brows were pale, their eyes were sad and old;
But by the labour of their hands greed added gold to gold.
Again the Presence and the Voice: ‘Behold the crimes I see,
As ye have done it unto these, so have ye done to me.’

Again I slept. I seemed to climb a hard, ascending track;
And just behind me laboured one whose patient face was black.
I pitied him; but hour by hour he gained upon the path;
He stood beside me, stood upright – and then I turned in wrath.
‘Go back! ’ I cried. ‘What right have you to walk beside me here?
For you are black, and I am white.’ I paused struck dumb with fear.
For lo! the black man was not there, but Christ stood in his place;
And oh! the pain, the pain, the pain that looked from his dear face.

Now when I woke, the air was rife with that sweet, rhythmic din
Which tells the world that Christ has come to save mankind from sin.
And through the open door of church and temple passed a throng,
To worship Him, with bended knee with sermon, and with song.
But over all I heard the cry of hunted, mangled things;
Those creatures which are part of God, though they have hoofs and wings.

I saw the mill, the mine, and shop, the little slaves of greed;
I heard the strife of race with race, all sprung from one God-seed.
And then I bowed my head in shame, and in contrition cried –
‘Lo, after nineteen hundred years, Christ still is crucified.’

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If I Had Only Known

(jana stanfield, craig morris)
If I had only known
It was the last walk in the rain
Id keep you out for hours in the storm
I would hold your hand
Like a life line to my heart
Underneath the thunder wed be warm
If I had only known
It was our last walk in the rain
If I had only known
Id never hear your voice again
Id memorize each thing you ever said
And on those lonely nights
I could think of them once more
Keep your words alive inside my head
If I had only known
Id never hear your voice again
You were the treasure in my hand
You were the one who always stood beside me
So unaware I foolishly believed
That you would always be there
But then there came a day
And I turned my head and you slipped away
If I had only known
It was my last night by your side
Id pray a miracle would stop the dawn
And when youd smile at me
I would look into your eyes
And make sure you know my love
For you goes on and on
If I had only known
If I had only known
The love I wouldve shown
If I had only known

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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A burning desire

It is burning desire from heart of a lover
He can’t hide it from anybody under some cover
It may come to be known to every one
It may move on smoothly if objected by none

It may remain his exclusive desire to go for it alone
He may want her to remain under his exclusive domain
His main worry is just to keep her by his side
She should remain there and stay permanently beside

He may act unwise and dream in fool’s paradise
He may consider her as things of merchandise
No resistance from her can be tolerated by him at any stage
He may try to remain calm and peacefully manage

He has many dreams to materialize
He builds castle in the air and wants to realize
It can help him to live like king’s size
There is nothing wrong if nothing goes wrong and boat to capsize

It may be strong desire to move hand in hand
She may have to side with him and act as friend
This may possible be the road to an end
Flowers of all kinds with best wishes are daily sent

He would want to her to remain at door steps
She must welcome him try to help
The relaxation can be extended by her kind gesture
The happiness may always be there if she is completely sure

Who will not his companion to remain always in sight?
She will come willingly to the cause whether wrong or right
It will be earnest attempt to walk along in difficult time
The priorities may be different but goal will remain as prime

It is not mad man’s race to go for it and capture
It may develop crack and relations stand to rupture
It needs confidence building with full trust
To win over the hear is condition and must

Let us not remain confined to desires and wait it to come
Everybody may think of it and try to overcome
Sincere trial may be good step and welcome
It is desirable to prove worth of it or try to become

It is not wrong to dream about future course
It has to be based on realities of course
It may not run aground for the want of reality
It has to have complete theme with continuity

It may add to fragrance with good smell
There may be different stories to tell
The desires can be met if everything goes well
It will be surrender not arising out of sale

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dead Speak Nothing

Body is mortal
Subjects to decay on death's arrival
I shall be of my own now feet
I don't know how shall I be able to meet?

You will be slipped into memory
I shall remember you all the times and feel sorry
It will only add some tension along with worry
I got to get along with unfinished task to carry

I sob slowly and keep quiet
Gather little strength for your body to let
You will taken off after last rites
You will be just faded memory and of the sight

Each passing of the day may pose problem
I shall have to fight and counter them
You were towering strength and source of inspiration
Holy and so close unforgettable dad- daughter relation

Your little smile gave me enough of courage
Even in dark I was sure and able to manage
You stood there for me all the times
I may now wake up in dream sometimes

'Please, you all move to one side' the voice shook my head
They were about to lift the body and take it as dead
He was no more to be seen in coming days
They were taking him far and miles away

I touched and bowed your feet
The last and memorable moment to touch and greet
I sensed it like wood with mo movement
Your soul was taken away as if to be sent

I may have to look at little stars
Sometimes I may see you above and very far
Will you talk to me dad and show the way?
You were till the last sun shine and ray

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Nights And Your Eyes

The nights and your eyes
How they are alike
With both I'm in love Since I'm alive
They are my best friends The nights and your eyes
With them I can talk and dance When I'm destoyed and alone
They are my honest friends They never refuse listening to my hearts voice Inside silently they cry When I tell them sad stories of love They always cry Though they try to hide But I can feel when those eyes cry Oh those eyes are my life and the night is my dear friend. They wipe away my tears and they ask me to smile And I ask them to let me in There I forget all my heart pain Once I smile and once I cry When the time of goodbye arrive

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Body is mortal

Body is mortal
Subjects to decay on death's arrival
I shall now be of my own feet
I don't know how shall I be able to meet?

You will be slipped into memory
I shall remember you all the times and feel sorry
It will only add some tension along with worry
I got to get along with unfinished task to carry

I sob slowly and keep quiet
Gather little strength for your body to let
You will taken off after last rites
You will be just faded memory and of the sight

Each passing of the day may pose problem
I shall have to fight and counter them
You were towering strength and source of inspiration
Holy and so close unforgettable dad- daughter relation

Your little smile gave me enough of courage
Even in dark I was sure and able to manage
You stood there for me all the times
I may now wake up in dream sometimes

"Please, you all move to one side" the voice shook my head
They were about to lift the body and take it as dead
He was no more to be seen in coming days
They were taking him far and miles away

I touched and bowed your feet
The last and memorable moment to touch and greet
I sensed it like wood with mo movement
Your soul was taken away as if to be sent

I may have to look at little stars
Sometimes I may see you above and very far
Will you talk to me dad and show the way?
You were till the last sun shine and ray

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For Such a Chance

Oh, dear an inch can clinch
Your position for being as such
You can be kept at bay
Taking all chances away

I have longed for such a chance
But failed in all attempts even at once
Despite being ever green and beauty
It has always remained such pity

What and what not I had dreamed!
Loneliness like poison I have consumed
Counted all stars in the night
Yet it has not proved me right

I lived whole life in this false world
No one bothered about me and even turned very cold
I was abused from the beginning
Event though I was smart and shining

Garden has full blossom and its height
All roses are fully opened and presented beautiful sight
But what was I to do with beautiful nature
When nothing was going right and seemed very sure

What is it to me even if she is like fairy?
If I can’t see her with my eyes daily
Even though she is inclined to stay
I must find really suitable and reasonable way

But amidst uncertainty, I find ray of hope
There is thin possibility and full scope
She may find the reason and opt for my hand
We may again walk freely hand in hand

I now realize the importance of some relation
Sometimes it may pose pain and so many questions
Yet there is nothing like loss permanently
One must adopt reasonable path but oppose vehemently

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A search for face

II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely

It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start

I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week

It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry

I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider

The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace

No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed

No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask

Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond

it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather

What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured

Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity

it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny

I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Bye Then

'Good bye then 'she said firmly and rejected
Nice and sincere proposal put by me and reacted
She was lukewarm to what I said gently
She waited for no time and replied instantly

As it happens in most of the cases
One has to wait endlessly and desperately chase
When it comes to cement it with permanent relation
Whole of the things change with all the equations

We were school time friends and remained together
She was extra ordinarily smart and always shared
Still I ventured into her area and passed on the feelings
She did not offer hostile reaction but demonstrated unwillingness

I tried to remain in fray and pressed still further
There was much at stake and had to be looked after
I caught up with her again and nicely presented
She was little relaxed and hastily consented

'I am not a girl of submissive nature'
'Think of it coolly and make it sure'
She was bold and assertive and replied plainly
Now ball was in my court to try it assertively or vainly

She was very much sure of her future plan
Wanted me to be aware of what should be done or can
I knew about her deteriorating health
She was surely pushing towards death

She didn't say it firmly and decisively
But presented her view point precisely
I was to choose between her and tomorrow
She was not in hurry and kept at low

She was intelligent and wise enough to project
Her way of thinking in clear terms and act
I admired her skill in tackling the deadly disease
She looked at me and waited my view points to release

Why not we remain as friends forever?
She pierced through eyes and sought for cover
I got her hint and declined it politely
'I want you to be with me' so accept it quietly

Today she is no more with us
But I still feel her warmth and blind trust
She did whatever she could do to make me happy
I too was on top of the world and remained steady

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The light to go

I wished the light to go off never again
I had worried a lot as it was concern main
I was afraid of dark shadows in the night
The dark cloths were sending me in fear with no sight

The moon was slowing coming up in full size
It gave elegant look and beauty in aspect wise
There was not a little area where I could readily point out
Any thing with adverse feeling and talk about

We ran through open fields
The silver lines were appreciated and widely held
We were two in whole area to enjoy
She was in my arms with complete joy

She was carelessly hanging around
Her head was down on solder and inadvertently found
She was in complete agreement without a voice
I could see silence in zone without any noise

The leaves on trees made mo move
They were silently viewing it to approve
She was wise enough not to think about surroundings
It was natural move and secretly sounding

We were only two and none else was
In complete mood without feeling tense
Eyes were wide open to look at sky
Coming up with no surprise and naturally why?

I felt warmth in every move with coolness
Not to realize it would have been complete foolishness
Stars fell half way in sky at regular interval
It was as if brightening path at our arrival

We both knew it was an end of the winter
The summer was about to set in to completely alter
We may need to part as soon as it was over
The winter was nice refuge and provided fine cover

I heard her uninterrupted voice
It was her earnest wish and choice
To make the moon as witness and take pledge
To remain as one always and without any wedge

She was laid on grass and had no worry
I too was in complete harmony with no hurry
It was her redeeming night with readiness to make promises
Say per word to hear it without any single misses

I was not against her at all and endorsed
Nothing unusual to be done or forced
It was her kingdom today to be made open
With no restrictions and permission to reopen

Down the path moved river very silently
It was in total conformity which almost looked apparently
The water was making no sound to arouse any curiosity
It was the bless sing from nature and almighty

I took her hand and reminded her of cool night
Everything was moving as per her wish and was right
She seemed the natural reflection of original moon
As the flowers had not slept yet even though had full blossom

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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