Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Pure imagery

Yes, the joy is immense
That can be seen on face
...

નથી વારંવાર આવવાનો

મળી તું મને એજ મારું ભાગ્ય
હું ઘણું એને સુવર્ણમય સૌભાગ્ય
...

It is complete cycle
That is blessed to people
Nature reveals
We all feel
...

It can’t be derived
It can’t be halved
It is simple and straight
One can easily state
...

If not like superman
Then at least as human
We live on this beautiful earth
Forgetting about last resort of death
...

I try to act simple
Humble
Prove to be noble
And very kind to people
...

We are human
But permitted to act as inhuman
We have powerful weapon
“To say sorry” And the game goes on
...

It is only once
A real chance
In life
To enjoy or face torn strife
...

“Carry the world”
I was told
How and where was left to good counsel
To deliver the things well
...

It was not only soul’s meet
But with warm greetings too
We met and exchanged glance
I saw in it a golden chance
...