Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

“Do or die’
It is good try
But not futile struggle
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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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Nature sings in tune
With melody so fine
It sends air of happiness
I find cheers and echo on face
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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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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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We are turning becoming fanatic and intolerant society
This development has is added new dimension with variety
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It is imagined
About some lines
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Just agree
Be worry free
Stay wherever you are
Goal is not that far
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