Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

I know no religion
Let it be any religion
Let it be holier than holy
But I do not support fully
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I thought of some purpose
I gave room to suppose
Some of the things were to be rooted out
Not a word was to be talked about
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I wanted to get out of this place
As I was forcibly chased
Into ideas of going very much wild
Molest her and madly run after her as blind
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Behold the beauty
That is gift from almighty
It may appear in rainbow
Special arm of divine nature to glow
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It is living hell
Which may spell?
Doom for entire life
And remind about strife
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I could feel helplessness
Almost visible by worry lines
He may try to put brave front
He was the only person to bear brunt
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I may be wrong
But I have never heard such melodies songs
Its presence in air speaks
I feel so high on peak
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I end up by saying
“O lord, forgive me for anything”
I am simple and ordinary human
Loving and caring to all brethren
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I had been mild and honest
I did everything possible to the best
Nothing could pay be the best I wanted
It was all failure on ground tested
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I turned pale
When found whale
In big ocean
To find many more again
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