Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Yes for ills cure
To build the nature
And to assure our children
A secured and stable nation
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Cry not at the end time
As you may not even find time
To think or remember almighty
So love the life as beauty
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Festivals bring change
For human beings to manage
As per weather condition
And willingness for celebration
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It failed to “tick”
The time did not click
Both arms dropped
The working was stopped
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Sweet has no sweet end
Dreams have no friends
What you think in day’s time
Reappears as trailer sometimes
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Love the way

Yes, you are right
But we need to fight
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Political aim

It is calculated move
To remove
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Try hard

Pick up the pen
Write about heaven
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Speak well

Where are you lost at?
What do you dream?
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Necessary

Sometime you feel
Of being not real
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