Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Never did anyone on me some tricks
As it will always first strike
My mind may start working
I was fortunate to have it as liking
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'Go to next door'
Shouted neighbor
The man was poor
With pitiful eyes standing on floor
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I worry too much about life
It causing me unwanted strife
Please lend me a helping hand
And to rewrite what I planned
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We don't forget
When sun comes out to let
For whole universe
To brace up with promises
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Why some one should feel unequal
When god has sent us on earth as equal
We might have been born to rich
But is that curse or beyond reach?
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Friendship bond

I searched for parallel
Nothing could come unto level
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Not all people can face it bravely
But some do it exceptionally
Utilize time for own happiness
And bring joy for all on faces
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It knows no bounds whatsoever
Yet we go after it forever
Love is not intoxication
It is pure and about humanly relation
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It is nice to feel frank globally
But charity begins at home really
We must educate people and part the knowledge
So they clearly understand about an outer edge
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No sophistication is required
It is only acquired
Not by any expertise
But with technique of no promises
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