Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

He was drunk and unconscious
Knew nothing what had made him famous
It was excessive drink and no control over action
People used to hate him with hostile reaction
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'Dada, dada, * where are you looking at '
Why are not responding to that?
The grandson was showing something in hand
He was playing instrument just picked from the band
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'I spare your life today'
As it is not my way
To deal with wolves and vultures
They must be left to their fate and suffer
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I searched for Him
But found only rays and beam
No shape, nothing but only fire
I had to bow my head and admire
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She is on screen and just few inches away
Spelling magic in different style al the way
I sink with all happiness in a day
She is simply wonderful and standing at bay
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I missed everything that was connected
It never flooded mind and affected
Yet occupied most of the time
Tears may role out from eyes sometimes
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People took me away by force
I was in tears as mother was only source
She was laid on floor breathless
Eternal peace and calm was seen on the face
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It is unique and exciting to look back
When so much happiness left behind and at stake
I feel elated and life comes to full swing
As if I have become powerful with strong wings
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Strange are the ways human beings prefer
Adopt double standard and willingly offer
All sorts of arguments to suit guilty mind
Yet claim morality and show to be kind
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Let it be art, science or trade
They are like edges of blade
Never allow you easy success
Many times you will loose the face
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