Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Let us dream of universal world
Let all countries be taken into confidence and told
The need to come to under one umbrella cover
With full assurance of their existence however
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My joy went up in smoke,
It was hard blow and stroke
Someone had tried to blow
To interrupt the smooth flow
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He died as miser man
Collected wealth as much as possible
Cared for no poor or relatives
Put no value in his eyes for any kind of services
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Did you ever see joy on child's face?
When some comment is passed over his race
Cast, creed, religion or for ugly appearance
At least parents have told her that it is blessed by chance
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Oh, dear angel and my only daughter
You may be cursing me as your most hated mother
But dear daughter I was left with no other
Your birth pushed me in dark with lot more to bother
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Widow comes in existence with husband's exit
Painful memories to last with shaky feet
Whole life is in dark with no solution in sight
Life becomes burden and nothing goes right
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Moon may not be seen any more
Once upon a time we praised and adored her
In full lime light and show as gorgeous
She had become over night famous
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Not a day might have been passed
From your memory to be glanced
Such a happy and long union
With a long time wife as companion
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Who has made me sleepless?
Who has taken away all my happiness?
Why have I changed a lot?
What in turn have I got?
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I breathed heavily
As it pinched me really
Nothing could save me
From feeling easy and free
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