Open Confession Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes, this part of imagery world
Where we wish to create the fold
To enshrine in new phase
With many people that may show smile on faces

I was born not to lead
But read
Thousand of starved
Living and dead

I thought for lovely land
Where lives foes and friend
Yet lack some vision
With so much of confusion

I wish them to unite
And ignite
Love and passion
With open confession

Let us all express
Happiness
Over what is happening
And process that is hastening