Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Yes, tiny world
With no relation as cold
But warm and resourceful
For keeping life cheerful
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I shall make no choice
But make full promise
To make it worthwhile
To sail the boat with own style
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I feel exiled
From motherland for while
The blame war is on
The golden days are gone
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“Come to me always”
Find happiness on face
“Give all your pain”
I shall grant you cheers and but retain
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Time and again
I shall remain
Around you and near
You need not fear
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We stop needless bloodshed
Stop killing innocents and lead
A true life worth human consideration
With full of trust and relation
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I hold your hand and feel
The world is real
Where two souls meet
And willingly greet
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I humbly serve
Even if do not deserve
As an ordinary poet
I shall never remain quiet
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Why did it create magic?
What was so fantastic?
I could not take eyes off
You were with friends indulging in laugh
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Handsome man can win queen’s heart
As there lies wisdom with brilliance as an art
Same way beautiful womanhood can play impossible
The war can be won with simple but beautiful smile
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