Priceless Possession Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Priceless possession
Sunday,23rd June 2019



You change over from poems to prose
and choose
the subject to go on
for this, there has to be a vision

I got a hint
but couldn't put an ink
as I was feeling it as soulless presentation
no heart, to heart touch and nothing for elation

I can't break from poetry
I take it as a gift from an almighty
as if direct communication is made
and the reality is said

The poetry comes in a natural way
with no artificiality in any way
I write what is inside the chamber
not a glamor but light so dimmer

It lights my mind
and makes me find
the new doors for the entire universe
to feel their pain and curse

This is what the poetry is about
You cry and write
an in-depth feeling is truly expressed
you feel as if priceless possession is held

Hasmukh Mehta