World Without Boundary Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

World Without Boundary

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I have heard the speeches of great leaders
Their philosophy and ideas are appreciated by me as readers
No where I could smell a fallacy in their utterances
“The world as one family” concept has drawn many as fans

There is nothing wrong to dream about one world
Where many aspirations can be brought in one fold
Devoid of boundaries, world can be seen as golden concept
The idea has never gained ground and people have really slept

It sends heartening waves when we hear or dream of boundless joy
The preaching of different religions under one roof will be nice to enjoy
Who can claim that world is unsafe and can’t exist as single entity?
The almighty also dreamed of same holy land blessed with divinity

Can we imagine about beautiful and pleasant morning with church’s bell?
“God is one and Oh, almighty you are great” when mosque’s prayer tell?
“You are in each and every particle” when hymns are sung in the streets
“God bless us with divine light to seek blessings and greet”

It is not easy to assume why Almighty preferred His emissaries to descend?
At different parts of the world for the love messages to be sent?
Had He any apprhension that message of good will at any time may be misread?
The cast, color, preaching may bring hatred and world may be differently lead?

It is unusual to witness the tragic end of God’s emissaries
They have suffered the brutalities in the hands of adversaries
We have eyes filled with tears as tales of tortures are being told
We feel shame and curse the human life for being in tolerant and cold

Still we see silver lines in their preaching
There is uniform pattern of conveying message in teaching
Message is only one and that is loud and clear
“Come to my fold with sincerity” to escape the agony and fear

Not today but centuries later the same voice may be heard
People may realize “Love is the only option” and not the hatred
The temples, churches and mosques can not be built on ruins
What will exist inside when it is like full of garbage in dustbins?

The religion is one which can create bond with legion
The enmity is over and brought together in all the regions
To see same sun, to breathe same free air and move around
The same treatment, same movement may certainly be found

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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