Life Moves Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Life Moves
Life moves
Life sails on water
The boat swims over
My house looks so natural
We are poor individuals
Complete house is surrounded
As if we are rounded
And confined
In the dead water
We are habituated
And adjusted
With living condition
But consider this as our mansion
We think about luxury
But that causes us to feel sorry
We are human beings
But keep and honor and some standings
We have our own dreams
Very simple and no whims
The destiny for us is in this hut
We never complain but …..
Pic: - Shanin sultana
Shahnin Sultana it is so nice when u will go to enjoy but it is so painful when u have no house, food, clothes, etc. Like · Reply · 1 · 3 hrs Manage
Shahnin Sultana Shahnin Sultana they r suffering for flood. for ur tistas dump. · Reply · 1 · 3 hrs
From: Chloe Minion (Barbados ;) To: Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Date Time: 8/31/2017 5: 44: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: Your poems are so cute.... as is the accent in them. I'm going to read them all later when I'm warm. Have a nice day.
We have our own dreams Very simple and no whims The destiny for us is in this hut We never complain but ….. Pic: - Shanin sultana
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yes it is poverty that pains. for real sufferer, it is curse Like · Reply · 1 · 3 hrs.. hasmukh mehta Manage