Poor In Street Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Poor In Street
No one prays
For guidance and ways
For peace
And life at ease
On the contrary
It has become necessary
To show treasure
In open for sure
God knows
And owns
Responsibility
For humanity too
Poor in street
Waits to greet
Some of his liking
But gets kicking
"Please double my wealth"
"No more disease and sound health"
Only this time "forgive my sin"
In future my faults will not seen
Who is fooling whom?
Mother's womb
Or mercy showed upon
Who else can be told or shown
Scott Ransopher That was good Hasmukh! July 23 at 9: 04pm · Unlike · 1
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No one prays For guidance and ways