Not For Any Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is thought of devoted servant
Mind is clear and totally absent
When head is bowed before almighty
It is almost seeking grace and mercy

Not for any willful act
Not for cover of real fact
But for future lying ahead
That should be nicely led

“O, lords lead me nicely”
So I can face it rightly
Not a single soul should feel sore
I wish more of pain to share

I may be one among fortunate
Who can dream well and relate
Who can help and breathe happily
I shall be able to standby readily]]

With such sincerity, I wish and plead
That no more evil ideas should enter before I am dead
I want this body of some use to people around
And for those who really seek blessings but not find

Grace my hands to be kept open wide
So I can freely contribute for poor and alike
It may be just drop of ocean
But yet some sympathy may be won