Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

What a shame in democracy?
The violence and unruly scenes has increased frequency
Parliament is no more a temple
Murderers and gangsters represent the people
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Not only sparrows but living beings
Make exit in dreadful evening
We have made it impossible to live
The nature is crying to survive
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Life is shattered in refugee camps
There is darkness for the want of lamps
Even fresh day brings gloom
As it is after all like prison room
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No land is holier than motherland
Where treatment meted out is same for the foe and friend
It is sacred duty on our part to protect integrity
“Love thee and holy mother is same” said almighty
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Dictators have rules in cruel ways
And fallen from grace in different ways
The people have suffered largely under domination
The freedom and liberty was rule out of question
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There is no place in life for gloom
Why that should be felt in little room?
How is it going to help him in reality?
This speaks badly of him for future eventuality
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એક નજર

એક નજર તમારી
મારી આંખોમાં સમાયી
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Imagine the world of yours
That shall remain thorough years
Right from birth till the end
Love the life dearly as friend
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Imagine the world of yours
That shall remain thorough years
Right from birth till the end
Love the life dearly as friend
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Live and firmly believe
Follow instinct and never deceive
For those who are around
The real happiness is to be found
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