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LET US PREPARE


Prepared be; anytime, any moment, come may our Heavenly call. 


Let's our work diligently do, our promises fulfil, our words keep n nothing stall 


Like a sportsman, focus we must on our goal, whilst still in our hands is the ball


For  just like an autumn leaf, away from the tree, lifelessly we too will, one day fall 


Before comes the call, let us be completely prepared, for that final ride on the pall


Need we will, that extra bit of energy n verve; through prayers, let us these install 


With our mission on Earth successfully completed, we will able be, to rise spiritually tall. 


Armin Dutia Motashaw
SHADOWS DARK

(After watching a film...Aanchal)

Oh ! how could he, how could he ever think like this, thought she; how very low !

"I, whose example many give n vouch for "; believe she couldn't; how could he stoop so low!

Shattered was Pooja, on this allegation hearing; she just could take this blow!

Respected greatly was Pooja; people many, her character truly adored;

When Parag, her character blamed; turned she into Maa  Durga, n loudly roared

It was an outburst instant ! contain herself she couldn't; anger poured;

"I, who believe in one love, throughout life; you blame me? How dare!

Staying with you is impossible, this horrible weird allegation I can't bear!

Your thinking so distorted can be, even imagine this I cannot; how unfair!"

Life in a moment single, so drastically did change; for support she groped

Smothered and suffocated she felt, as if in shackles strong she was tightly roped

All of a sudden, disappeared the sunshine n in shadows dark she was enveloped.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
WHERE AM I GOING WRONG

Wondering b worried I am, is something really wrong with me ?

Is something wrong with my thinking; can I things clearly see ?

Into depression am I slipping; then really careful I got to be

Sensitive I was always, is that why, the world I clealy do see

Or has hypersensitivity got the better of me?

People are busy, but can't I expect their min or two for me ?

Is it a bit too much, if expect this I from relatives n friends for me?

Tell me frankly please, am I slipping into self-pity ?

Where am I going wrong; can you please check n tell me.

Anar

Armin Dutia Motashaw
Unbearable is your silence grave; n really too long

Help me please to recoup, recover n trudge along

It's months ten, you are gone, n I haven't even crossed a forlong

This is not a game fair, you cannot stay away so long

In my dreams or my subconscious mind, you can come along

Lonely n lost feel I; express this I cannot in my poem or song

Once again I sincerely request you to come; don't take too long

Anar

Armin Dutia Motashaw
હિંદના દાદા, દાદાભાઈ નવરોજીને અમારા પ્રણામ

એમને, હર ભારતીય નું સર ઊંચું થાય, એવા કારિયા છે, અનેક ગૌરવશાળી, ભલા કામ

આજે ભૂલી રહ્યાં છીએ એમને, જેમને ભીડી હતી અંગ્રેજો સામે હામ

કરે છે "અનાર", હિંદના દાદાજીને, ભાવવિભોર થઈ, પ્રેમભરીયા પ્રણામ.
जिंदगी ओ जिंदगी

कभी फुलोंकी सेज बन जाती है जिंदगी;

कभी कांटो का बिस्तर हो जाती है यही जिंदगी ।

कभी खुशी है; तो कभी दुख है जिंदगी ।

हसाती है यह कभी तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी ।

कुछ भी हो, बहुत ही अजीब है यह जिंदगी

अंत तक समझ नहीं सकते है हम, आखिर क्या चीज़ है यह जिंदगी

Armin Dutia Motashaw
Dearest darling  Dad

Wishing you a Happy Father's Day; ADM Big hug n a thank you, I wish to say

I never ever thought Mum n you would be right besides me, through my crisis; all the way.

Messages I have received many times, through dreams or as ideas into me planted;

Thank Ahura I sincerely do, for this wonderful security He has to me granted.

Thank you both for enveloping me in your love, safe n secured keeping me;

When mercilessly thrown I was by destiny, into a deep dark roaring sea.

Parents, their children love beyond life, this I believe n very well know;

You both with me, spiritually present n protective are, feel I that cosmic flow

Keep us always under your spiritual protection, the way you do, night n day;

May you both n our dear ones to higher realms progress; for this, I daily pray.

Your ever loving daughter
Anar
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