Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Learn a lesson
From persons
And act
You shall not suffer as fact
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Peace prizes not enough

I am sorry to state
about cruel and shameful fate
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We spoke no words and tried
Even did not see eye to eye
She stared at my face
I made no wild chase
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I am kind of an ordinary writer
I said this to number of times to others
With humble approach and decent writing
This was all I could do for delighting
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Where is nationalism?
Where is humanism?
Why fight over regionalism?
When we have nothing to eat as bare minimum
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I am seized with thought
Mind is not at rest and zealously fought
Why that some people are rich?
Why wealth is not within our easy reach?
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I have found you
Simple and true
Ordinary but confident
Lives in real present world
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We are back to Stone Age
Nothing can be written on page
Father keeps relation with daughter
Whole world watches it with anger
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Whatever the kind of beauty she might present on face
Whatever religion she may prefer and profess
She has every right to be there and claim
It is worthy cause to try and take on name
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It is neither poetry nor prose
All is well intended to suppose
Some tragedy or some feeling with facts
For human being to read it and act
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