hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 68,169 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

hasmukh amathalal Poems

161. A Fair Trial 9/11/2010
162. A Faith And Truth 10/5/2010
163. A Fall And Shame 9/17/2010
164. A Family Bond 12/25/2012
165. A Far End 5/18/2010
166. A Father's Day 6/19/2010
167. A Fear So Often 7/4/2010
168. A Feeling For Poet 10/16/2010
169. A Festival Of Lights 11/3/2010
170. A Final Gift 5/28/2011
171. A Fine Good Morning 6/29/2010
172. A Fine Start 7/1/2010
173. A Firing A Mob 7/2/2010
174. A Firm Hold 7/31/2010
175. A Firm N Focus 7/30/2010
176. A Firm Resolution 7/29/2010
177. A First Or Last 7/22/2010
178. A Flag To Carry 7/20/2010
179. A Flower To Boom 5/4/2010
180. A Flower's Boom 10/8/2011
181. A Fortunate One 6/3/2010
182. A Free Action 10/24/2010
183. A Free Advice 6/5/2010
184. A Free Hand 9/18/2010
185. A Free Mind 9/28/2010
186. A Freedom Is Not In A Day 6/12/2010
187. A Freedom Is Won 10/9/2010
188. A Fresh Air 8/11/2010
189. A Full Attention 12/7/2010
190. A Full Or Part Time 10/19/2010
191. A Funny Side 8/8/2010
192. A Futile Search 3/13/2010
193. A Gain Without Pain 7/17/2010
194. A Game Plan 9/21/2010
195. A Generous Call 6/29/2010
196. A Gentle Sob 9/16/2010
197. A Genuine Feeling 9/2/2010
198. A Gift For Us 3/11/2011
199. A Glorious Past 9/6/2010
200. A Go Back 9/30/2010
Best Poem of hasmukh amathalal

Miss ', I Really Miss(246) /500 #

I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song

I am so much influenced by lady smile
She has entered in life just before while'
Life seems to be so interesting and fine
I want to dance on floor with glass of wine

Miss, you can't be so rude
For a word you have made prelude,
All warmth and affection you have included
Hate and distance you have excluded

I never expected you to cast
All doubts but trust should not last
You were the ...

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At Cross Road

Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?
Even at cross road.

Are we blood thirsty?
And care for no one,
who may come but none?

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