Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

O, creator, how to term act so cruel?
Should this be considered welcome and well?
Why not you punish them with your weapon?
They are not afraid and consider it as deserved coupon,
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I felt as if she is near by and around
Still not seen and could not be found
Touches me gently when I go round
Sweet presence felt when feet placed firmly on ground
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Rain is uncertain and delayed,
Weather forecast and message relayed,
Days are very hot and in home stayed,
Gloomy picture and everybody dismayed,
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Can little sweetness be added to sorrow?
Can sadness be not pushed aside for tomorrow?
When both are interwoven to each other
Why to think of them more and bother?
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What happens if we have one religion?
No cast, no creed and no more legions
No differences and no more opinions
We can cry over without cutting onions
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Yesterday, today and tomorrow,
Is full cycle but you have to know,
Watch it closely and make realize,
Tomorrow to bank up on and capitalize,
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You promised me smooth sailing,
Sadness or joy with zeal and hailing,
Solder to solder and never trailing,
Task and opportunities equally availing,
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Si (she) may go; Si (she) may go,
Left with no option but to forgo
She had expressed desire earlier,
I termed her as complete liar,
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Do we need any type of advice from others?
Why other’s plight concern us and bother?
Are those concern only meant to be lip services?
Not to learn any for self from other’s misses
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hei, hei, hei, hei,
heih, heih, heih, heih,
who says one, is only one?
One only one and remain only one,
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