Thirst For Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Thirst for

It was no love
As all believed
It was need of an hour
And sought as honor

As happens in all cases
It brings shine on face
Twp souls are arranged to meet
Get conversed over issue and greet

Rest all is routine
\to feels divine
And meanwhile
Function in own style

Life has to be moved on
As dreams are not going to serve any one
The feet has to be firmly placed on ground
The meeting ground has to be found

The life demands hard work
With sincerity and no words
It has much more thrust for fulfillment
But life beautifully presents an opportunity