Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

For the first time I felt
About the real fragrance and smelt
The wind facilitated in my favor
It was heavenly sent and honor
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I can feel shame
But pass no blame
It is my own creation
With shaky foundation
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Cruel joke

You always raise banner
For poor
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From experience what we try to achieve?
Do we try to impose or leave it to believe?
From European past, it has emerged differently
From Middle East it has tested bitterly
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Nature sings in tune
With melody so fine
It sends air of happiness
I find cheers and echo on face
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“I have headache in night”
“I sit sleepless and feel not alright
In the early morning I find some rest
It is rally feeling of an old age test
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Beat the drum

No color, no race
Only smile on face
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Luck's smile

I am no where
And near
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Love and lead the way you like
No holy books may warn you to dislike
Live it king size and plan for better
you may feel good and happier
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I remember it was her
At other end to say “hello sir”
I appeared first time as poet
Simple man and totally quiet
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