Once In Thousand Years Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Once in thousand years
Such a story appear and we hear
Much to the disbelief to the ears
With lots of grief and tears

A star may fall from heaven
On earth to shine and enlighten
To be put on celebrities list often
All with golden advices render comfort to listen

Lot many years have been passed
Every human being is unhappy and harassed
Where all happy days have gone?
What wrong have we done?

Take rebirth here among us and guide
No one can us to safety and provide
Much awaited relief and peaceful life
Life has become burden to walk on edge of knife

Lord, when can that happen again?
Everything has gone to long drain
We are starving and dying for no fault
Our wound are aggravated by deadly salt

No one is here to take our care
We have no idea and place to go where
You reappear and show us path to salvation
We may follow you without any reservation

Time has ripened for earth to disappear
There is no more patience to bear
All the pain and agony beyond our tolerance
It is proving hell for all of us at once

We are sure to survive but with plight
No more solution is in sight
How to know what is wrong or right?
For each and everything we have to fight

You descend on earth and rescue us from clutches
You bring an end to slavery stop before they reach
We will die for simple reason and not for cause
Just think for while without waiting for pause

Why such feelings run around globe?
What makes all activities to be put on probe?
Are we unintentionally killings the nature?
We are certainly loosing ground for sure

We are getting worst news from all the quarters
More and more people are coming forward to claim as masters
They want to spread hegemony over all aspects
The religion and nobility has lost all the respects

Under ground is poisoned and so is the surface
Atmosphere has pollution and there is mad race
Earth can be wiped out quite number of times
It may leave deadly effect not to be remembered sometimes

Only you can grant us safe heaven and place
You have capability to take the helm of affairs
There may be little flare up and we are over
Provide us safety, good life and peaceful cover