One Stone Two Birds Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

rubbish, rubbish, rubbish
it not innocent game to finish
it is brilliance and execution of skill
That fulfills your aim and will

what best can be the option?
where you have to last long with no ration
maintaining strong bond without any relation
according warm reception to foes with citation

It s mastery stroke with fine precision
you may take split second decision
the arrow may travel and strike in bull
The result may be appreciated even by fool

It is move to keep enemy in suspension
He may not come out with its dispensation
there is still more waiting in sensation
when it will be enjoyed with elation

it is realization of goal in one stroke
the move may be concealed in smoke
the enemy may be simply compelled to provoke
here it may force her to surrender and accept the yoke

its usage is not limited to end result
it is not revenge for any insult
it is total surprise and delivered as deadly blow
Its impact may be known later on or very slow

Shoot with precision and prove the alertness
may be possible it is shot in air with firmness
the result is achieved without any bloodshed
this may be considered as an example and watershed