City Crowd Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are absolutely unaware of city crowd
So much is spoken about progress and feel proud
It has been felt very comfortable at all the luxury
No one wants to look at city slums and misery

It is mad race to reach at working spot
Everybody is reserved for certain slot
In railway coach also you have space
You are rushing with so many worries on face

Life schedule is very tight
Everybody wants to be perfectly right
There is no room for slight error
Even no time to check the face in mirror

Life has become very fast
No one knows when life will end at last
Whether it will be on the road with accident
Or in the mortuary as unclaimed incidence

It is pure mechanism where human values find no place
You will be lost in crowd without any trace
No one has time to look at and offer kind words
Simple mathematic to earn and just move forward

Not an inch is spared for ground worms
So many times it has been forewarned
Yet we encroach and push others behind
We have only aim for the right place to find

Life is constantly on move and stagnated
The relations are strained alienated
No one has time to review the action
Life is just undone within fraction

We are skeptical about any thing
Life has lost its charm and got no meaning
It may go on endlessly till some solution is found
Life comes in sense and on alert with all the time around

Everything is on sale except sentiments
There is hectic activity and unstoppable movement
No one is in position to waste single second
This is the life and to be lived with same trend