My Own Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
My Own
I have my own world
To dream with and to be sold
At no price but free
As does the tree
To provide shed and shelter
Smile always and offer laughter
To feel for others pain
And closely remain
This is my own domain]
Where I remain
Fully in control
To respond to call
All my brethren
Can certainly turn
To address in turn
For their concern
I am no rich
But can reach
To their aid
Without being said
I have seen
The real smile that was unseen
On faces of strangers
With happiness sans anger
I would love to belong
Such world and remain among
That is final wish
Till the journey is finished
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Beautiful. I feel inspired to create something, even after so long of having 'writer's block'. Thank you. Ahmjusta- Guurl27 minutes ago Even the best fall down sometimes Even the stars refuse to shine Out of the back you fall in time I somehow find You and I collide Don't stop here I lost my place I'm close behind Even the best fall down sometimes Even the wrong words seem to rhyme Out of the doubt that fills your mind You finally find You and I collide (Collide-By Howie Day)
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Wow! Usha Singh30 minutes ago Your poem is very special. Happy and sad. Simple yet complicated. Nice.
Nice poem Adam The Poet29 minutes ago This makes me think of my own little world inside of me, and what it is, and what I wish it could be. Nice job with this.
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I have my own world To dream with and to be sold