My Refuge Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

MY refuge
Saturday,18th April 2020

Poetry flows down from divine land
not only to make you possessive friend
but take you to distant place
where exists no class, creed, or race

a place where remains harmony
readers comment freely
writers show their talent
and present it with internal beauty

no one should be hesitant
and write instant
how did they feel in free atmosphere!
and why is it so important here?

it is literary society
where lies freedom for everybody
to show the class openly
and smell the fragrance from society

neither it is hide out
nor bale out
but with full freedom to talk about
present it firmly sans doubt

I would love to make it my refuge
and refuse
temptation coming from any quarter
I shall feel at home here

Hasmukh Mehta