Sad Delight Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Sad Delight
I want to be of my own
Not famous or known
I want simple hut to live with
The sound health with strong teeth
If I can chew food with happiness
If I can digest food with cheerfulness
I shall know that God is with me
Such things will never be with enormous money
I would love to be ordinary
As it is very much necessary
Why would I love to be called arrogant?
Money hungry, greedy and sycophant
I will pray for free movement
To move among people and be present
Love to work with them and feel part
Such beautiful day I will consider as human art
Who will know better than person present?
Who will suffer more than be absent?
Such answer is not easy to be found
You must remain with actual ground
Millions are homeless
They have no face
They die meaningless
Always harassed by cruel chase
I sit in corner and weep
That keeps my composure to keep
In real harmony with their plight
I feel real part with sad delight
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Re: Sad delight (Score: 1) by Tiku on Monday, December 23,2013 (10: 21: 09) beautiful ink.its sometimes very relaxing and enjoyable to be ordinary.liked your simplicity.
Post nicelovedthe tought Jawahar Gupta5 minutes ago simply loved it Comment +1 A humanistic approach to maintain the balanced/harmony with oneself and the people suffering
Palavali Vijayalakshmipandit3 minutes ago A good inspiring poem Comment +1 good flow of thought
K.C. Daleigh6 minutes ago Self-assessment and knowing who you are and acceptance is a wonderful place to be as an individual.
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I want to be of my own Not famous or known