Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

O lord, I feel repentance
Give me one time audience
So I can properly address
All errors and stop the chase
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I was cut in to size
When they said no to oblige
The father had gone for monetary help
“No, no we have not opened charity” the friend almost slapped
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It makes me to dream
In day light and scream
With the fear that you may be lost forever
I sometimes continuously shiver
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Whatever may the consequences!
Whatever may be the losses!
We can only pray for precious lives
But one thing has to be believed
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The days are never same
No one can predict or claim
If poverty was at the initial days
Gradually it may slip away
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If ever love story is to be rewritten
Of past characters history had ever known
Then it can be of earth and sky only
No one will question how and why
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Love and not hate

No person should hate to another person
It is not the kind we must excuse with reasons
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As your name suggests
And it looks best
From all lights
You are very much right
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It is river in spate
That tries to relate
Her mental state
By madly rushing straight
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If world was possible without his blessings
We could have sold world and ignored his doings
But thank god to helplessness, that we are powerless
We have life who keeps us under constant chase
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