Soul And Body Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Oh, dear poems
I always addressed you to him
As I thought of you as medium
You were away near but kept mum

You made me to speak
Kept reminding me about peak
Even thought I was weak
You forced on me to stick

I take it as blessings
There can't be anything like missing
You are always there when I wish to assert
Come out in verses and visibly seen in concert

I know time is precious
Yet thought process is continuous
I know for sure you always remain in my mind
I spare now sometime for you to find

Cuckoo has no business to air melody
That can be assigned to anybody
But some one has to play that role
Nature has made it strictly as per rules

We have to play all kind of roles but differently
To express thoughts and present it vehemently
In such condition you invade mind decisively
I too accept it gladly and project positively

You have distinct place and position
Not all can make effective composition
I consider it as heavenly gift and art
Like Human soul and body as inseparable part