Hasmukh Amathalal

Gold Star - 389,843 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Hasmukh Amathalal Poems

9881. I Shall Care 7/23/2014
9882. To The Nigerian People 7/21/2014
9883. Bare Hands Do 7/20/2014
9884. No One Demands 7/20/2014
9885. Believe In Nature 9/7/2014
9886. One More Arm 9/8/2014
9887. Many Incidences 9/6/2014
9888. Crimson Red 9/6/2014
9889. I Found An Answer 8/31/2014
9890. With Contentment 9/2/2014
9891. Carry Home 9/4/2014
9892. Single Mother 9/3/2014
9893. In Drive 8/31/2014
9894. Her Style 9/1/2014
9895. Nice Platform 8/30/2014
9896. Never Soothe You 8/29/2014
9897. For The Family 8/28/2014
9898. Only Struggle 8/29/2014
9899. Poems Do 8/18/2014
9900. Moan In Silence 8/19/2014
9901. At My Door 8/21/2014
9902. Let Us Not Quote 8/20/2014
9903. I Love But 8/20/2014
9904. Speak About Love 8/20/2014
9905. Keep Using 8/19/2014
9906. Call Me Again 8/15/2014
9907. With Strong Note 8/14/2014
9908. I Shall Not Give Up 8/15/2014
9909. I Wish It 8/15/2014
9910. Little Hope 8/13/2014
9911. यशगान करने की yashgaan karne 8/14/2014
9912. Let Us Wait 8/14/2014
9913. Shower The Love 8/14/2014
9914. Never Again 8/15/2014
9915. Miracle Entry 8/27/2014
9916. Nice Memory 8/27/2014
9917. In One Belief 8/26/2014
9918. Dark Shade 8/26/2014
9919. Life Can 8/23/2014
9920. Enough To Share 8/25/2014
Best Poem of Hasmukh Amathalal

Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /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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Ragging

Universities and campus prepare their grave,
In the guise of education they put front brave,
Bur on ground of morality they cave in,
Line drawn clear but education thin,

Great fall in standard and knowledge lagging,
More efforts on fashion and thrust on ragging,
Many loose their lives on name of flogging,
It is blot or shame and prestige more dragging,

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