A Beautiful Object Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The most beautiful object from the nature
To see for for self and make it sure
Its revelation is simple and pure
Eyes make its presence and assure

Everybody has realized this fact in the world
You can’t neglect or put it on hold
The relation can’t be stored in cold
The initiative has to be very bold

The silence may speak thousand of words
The world can’t be won over by power of swords
Some warmth has to be felt from within
There there will be surrender and compete win

The rolling stones will be in motion
The place may be taken over by emotions
You may try to influence and prove best
Make it known as it is your final test

Who will speak for you and reveal
Who will hold it back and conceal
It will almost prove to be real
It may find its approval and final seal

Still the eyes may speak a lot
The consequences or result you might have not thought
Without reasons no wars are fought
It is acknowledged and reasons are not sought

Silence may descend as you feel the pulse
You may have strong urge not to repulse
The eyes may not speak but seek the solace
You got to make your hut as palace