Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

If you ask sincerely about my wish
I would certainly say that I wish the day to finish
With whatever I could do for livelihood
Whether with means clearly understood or not
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He went on hurling abuses
I remained calm with no counter to refuse
I wanted things to defuse
As I felt retaliation of any type at this stage was of no use
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Forgive me o, my dearest friend
For pushing you to the corner or dead end
You were taken to smoking
And then to hashish and smacking
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In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
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The time turned cruel on me
I was shocked at news to find again lonely and free
He had breathed his last in hospital bed
He was no more and had been declared dead
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I controlled my passion but could not
Tears forcefully contained but rolled out
I have strong will but failed this time
Attachment is such relation you fail sometimes
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No one does anything for anybody
Only clear hearted people will do for somebody
It is not that they have no choice
They have right vision with clear voice
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We have crossed the limit of intolerance
We are not in position to draw any reference
The terrorist have thrown open the challenge
Now it must be seen how do we come out and manage
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What poor get in return for their poverty?
Sweet words, insult hatred or pity?
Do they deserve all sorts of humility from their own brethren?
Is it not betrayal of trust to God or matter of great concern?
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No, you are out
Sunday,17th March 2019

No, you are not my choice
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