Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song

All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find

place called "home" is to feel homely,
God's creation standing by to look so lovely,
May be she is with all her elegance,
Everything for sure and no pretence,

Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?

All hopes dash against hopes
It is like tight walking on simple ropes
We may counter stiff resistance at high slope
Bonding may not be possible even if you elope

It is darkest hour in our history,
Dark nights shrouded with mystery,
Keeping under heels and making mockery,
Liberty torch shine but under label of slavery,

You suggested to me let us meet anywhere,

A place Where HE is not there,

Brown eyes with sparkling light,
Standing before me just to right,
Inviting me near but not to fight,
May be closer views and clear sight,

Blood spilled all over on ground
Bodies scattered and in mutilation found
Fresh wave of violence gaining round
Hatred, distrust reign with system sound

Perceived love at first sight,
Provide vigour and might,
Against every odds, path right,
Never out of goal keeping in sight,


Learned poets have said "beauty is to enjoy"
Like fresh flowers always give you joy
Don't attempt to pluck or destroy
Not to play with it as simple toy

We may face onslaught and not survive
If no timely action is taken or efforts revived
Nature may not spare us for committed sin
We may have complete loss and situation no win

Can justice be delayed under any circumstances?
Numerous cases can be sighted for instances
Can that not be amounted as justice denied?
Well, conscious should always bite if it is laid

Dark clouds run to cover sun's face,
With sparkling lights to join the race,
Descending on earth with malign intent,
Fear, destruction all with dreaded content,

Why I am so deep in love and called mad?
Why give people chance to call me mad?
Failure in love attempts and feel so sad,
Always get thrashing from kind dad,

You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?


Hello lovely kid,
You may always lead,
May you become head,
Books more you read,

It is ghastly and worse than murder,
It strikes you from within even harder,
It’s effect very loud and clear,
Always you feel campaign sinister and smear,

Blame me for everything,
Spare me for nothing,
I left behind special thing,
My memory to miss something,

Can any one tell me the truth?
Why all are not painted white with brush?
Why evil thoughts are allowed and not crushed?
Why not everything that represents bad not smashed?

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Biography

Bio-data Hasmukh Mehta   I am an ex-serviceman from the Indian Air Force. I served there for 18 years. After retirement, I was with An oriental insurance Co. Ltd. I have been in the literature field for 10 years. My entire work is at As Hasmukh Mehta.  I have composed nearly 29000 poems. I have earned two gold medals, doctorate, fellowship and world poet laureate award. " To write and ignite is my clear passion" I work on the humanity, peace and harmony. I love to write on different subjects.I write in three languages mainly English, Hindi & Gujarati. Poetry is my main forte.)

The Best Poem Of Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ###

I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song

I am so much influenced by lady smile
She has entered in life just before while'
Life seems to be so interesting and fine
I want to dance on floor with glass of wine

Miss, you can't be so rude
For a word you have made prelude,
All warmth and affection you have included
Hate and distance you have excluded

I never expected you to cast
All doubts but trust should not last
You were the first to realize it fast
Reality known but never wore any kind of mast,

Your innocence and name is kind to infuse
Kind words for me but not meant to confuse
Time was for decision but you never refused
Always stood at right point and crisis defused

Even amidst delicate moments
You did not offer a word or comments
You were hurt most but you used simple word,
Is it blessings to you or gift from Lord?

I loved you most as your dearest friend
Still you didn't put any word at the end,
Kept me at dark or asked or any excuse
Used otherwise it as pretext, denied or refused

'Miss' I miss you but you don't miss,
Did not expect from you kind hug or simple kiss
Not even kind gesture or more of any show
Still I miss you and never beat eye brow

Will this uncertainty remain or go?
Life will be full of remorse but still I would forgo
Is there any restriction from your side or embargo?
You bear always 'no entry' smile with logo

You called on me for good luck and best wishes
I remained dead as no water was available for fish,
May be it is very hard to swallow for some reasons
Why then there should be drought without any season?

I was quick to grasp situation,
Avoided unwarranted efforts for persuasion,
Shock was sudden and heavy but came very late,
I did accept it with grace and as part of fate

She didn't become mine for some reasons
I waited simply for spring season
She too eagerly longed for strong bond
As I was inclined and very fond

She had everything to loose
But she had no option to choose
Why did she take extreme step?
She always used to call me as sweet babe

It may be her way of thinking
It left me high and dry with blinking
What should I call her sacrifice?
A step of dedication or break of promises?

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Comments

Wonderful Poet 30 March 2018

This Indian gentleman would do well to start taking lessons in English.

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Who Would Want 09 April 2018

To read your memoirs u fat Indian tu..rd

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Never Been A Poet 31 March 2018

And will never be one.

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Lord. Train 24 March 2022

This old man is self-appointed world poet laureate. His English is an absolute joke. Uses cliches as poetry. Has no idea. Best he writes in his own language.

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

The biggest Joke on this website is this clown.

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

He always posts ten 'poems' per day, just to increase his numbers.

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

He has appointed himself the title of 'World Poet Laureate'. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! That's the best joke ever! His English is mediocre at best.

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CELINE 16 March 2022


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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Quotes

Never stay behind the donkey and near the police

Dog's tail shall fail to straight even if kept long to prove wrong

Not today, not even tomorrow give no room or allow your morality to take deep low (c) Dr. Hasmukh Mehta

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