No Comparision Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You are like diamond in sky
I am only piece of coal, why?
Why one is called precious stone?
Why I m preferred by none?

Autumn may approach and take me away
End of era and decline of sway
Everybody will pray rising sun
No one will make unnecessary run

I can’t be instrument of recreation
Must be unique but simple creation
May not compare with any of your quality
If so then it will be end of continuity

I am imperfect love and need care
People caution me to be aware
Nice face but stone like expressions
Perfect me with ever lasting impression

How to tell windy air to wait and stop?
I gather the strength but every time flop
Want to lift the face and simply reveal
Secrets of my life and thoughts not to conceal

It may prove good masterly stroke
If I can project well under thick smoke
You may laugh it out as simple joke
Still I may prefer to remain under your yoke

You were always my divine power and light
Took pride to hide under the arm of might
Goal seemed within reach and in sight
Time may prove whether I was wrong or right

Page may not reveal hidden fear
How much agony and heart burns bear?
You may not believer it as my dearest dear?
May not be all that pleasant to tell and hear

Is the true love to fade away for simple reason?
Mushroomed and groomed without any season?
Was that the only reason to be punished for nothing?
Does that mean to forget in love everything?

I may not seek and find the honest answer
No need to ask or seek advice from fewer
Look at the fresh flowers that blossom and fade
How much love and solace under the tree’s shade?