Hasmukh Amathalal

Gold Star - 412,198 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Hasmukh Amathalal Poems

881. Do We Need Democracy 7/3/2015
882. In Sensible Manner 7/4/2015
883. To The Scene 7/4/2015
884. Really Wanted 7/4/2015
885. With The Wind 7/5/2015
886. If Politicians 7/7/2015
887. Two Into 7/7/2015
888. Give Best In 7/7/2015
889. My Head In 7/7/2015
890. From Point Of 7/7/2015
891. Seek And Help 7/7/2015
892. Many Things 7/7/2015
893. Many Tnhsig Not Done 7/8/2015
894. Against Misfortune 7/8/2015
895. Great Essence 7/11/2015
896. Great Essence Of 7/11/2015
897. Love Is Not Game 7/11/2015
898. Love Is No Game 7/11/2015
899. Fake Democracy 7/11/2015
900. Celebrate With 7/12/2015
901. All Round Show 7/14/2015
902. Extra Talent 7/14/2015
903. False Degrees 7/14/2015
904. Body And Mind 7/15/2015
905. Sole Judge 7/17/2015
906. It Wins 7/18/2015
907. Know It Better 7/23/2015
908. His Last Days 7/23/2015
909. Occasionally Force 7/24/2015
910. Out To Know 7/24/2015
911. The Society Shall Be 7/24/2015
912. No Turmoil At All 7/25/2015
913. Bid Or Chase 7/25/2015
914. Let Us Change 7/27/2015
915. Through His Vision 7/27/2015
916. The Ruffians Are 7/27/2015
917. One In Million Ever 7/26/2015
918. Internal Connection 7/30/2015
919. Body And Relation 8/1/2015
920. Body And Relation Terms 8/1/2015

Comments about Hasmukh Amathalal

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/12/2015 7:12:00 PM)

    What is usw of =

    TO: Mr. Hashmukh Mehta I can answer your splendid poem only in Tagore's language, mine being too crass ~ 55. Poem: To Bloom [Phool Fotano in Bengali by Rabindranathnath Tagore from his book ‘Kheya’ (Ferry) (1906-1907 period) ]. [Translator’s note: However much man may try to emulate God in creating beautiful things, his creations can never match God’s. The seemingly simplest entity in God’s animate world (and even the inanimate one)) , is an object of wonder, a flower being exemplary thereof which manifests from God’s meditation for it over ages. The pragmatists may try to explain this phenomenon by Darwin’s ‘theory of evolution’ or like dogmas to gauge this unfathomable mystery of creation, yet, at the back of their mind they know – “…..The path of Thy creation Thou have strewn with deception….” There may never be dearth of braggarts to beguile themselves with the belief that man has caught up with God, if not for anything else, but at least for his ability to-day to ‘clone’ even a human being, what to speak of a lamb or flower! This complacence notwithstanding, the fact is, the great feat of ‘cloning’ wholly stands on the biological base evolved by God over eternity, which man can never brush aside to start from the scratch. Man is simply a captive to the Arcanum of God’s creative process, being its infinitesimal bye product, thus ever incapable to perceive the whole of it, though often with height of audacity that he is God’s peer, maybe to His amusement. So, all brilliance of man notwithstanding, in whichever field, the poet’s ‘no confidence’ in man, as this poem depicts, is hardly belied.] Bloom you can’t, None of you – Verbose however, Despite all endeavor, All your flaunt, Passions day and night And strokes at the stalk With all your might, None, with all your power Can bloom a flower. With your relentless sight Its tenderness you may blight, Its bunches you may tear apart In dust to smart. Amidst your babel If its lips will reveal Its hue and fragrance Will not radiate thence. So, by no means oh man, Flowering a bud you can. But, He who can bloom Does as His boon – Only opens His eyes And, as their ray lies On the bud there, Spells of animation bare; So, He who can bloom, Of His own can groom The flower tender With all its wonder. At His breath, in an instant, The flower does bend, Poised for a flight Stretching its wings light Of the leaves As the wind heaves. With décor of many a hue Pining for a passionate clue How one to entice – Spread its fragrance nice. He who can bloom a flower, At ease graces the bower

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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/12/2015 6:46:00 PM)

    Now no use

    12 May,2015
    TO: Hashmukh-Ji
    Your poetic presentation much better explains me the import of the Tagore's poem
    Rajat Das Gupta


    Rajat Das Gupta, Kolkata
    May 12,2015

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/12/2015 6:25:00 PM)

    Daiky struggle

    12 May 2015
    TO: Mr. Ashutosh Dimri
    Because the natural mutual affection between parents and their children is on the wane, we have to simulate it by celebrating 'parents' day' etc. Hashmukh-ji rightly points out that the fault is not one-sided but that parents also are to blame as they send their children away from home for their better career and also be beneficiary to it. But, is there any way out in our world that has adopted 'cut throat competition' as our only means of 'progress'?
    Rajat Das Gupta


    Rajat Das Gupta, Kolkata
    May 12,2015

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/8/2015 11:36:00 AM)

    Tagore's birthday

    8 May,2015
    TO: MR.Hashmukh Mehta
    You are really an instant poet! How could you compose such a wonderful poem so instantly! Even Tagore would admire it depicting essence of a good number of his poems/songs which are ringing in my my mind, but I've to scratch my head a lot to divulge those out of my mind, which I may try later possibly.
    Rajat Das Gupta


    Rajat Das Gupta, Kolkata
    May 08,2015

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/8/2015 11:31:00 AM)

    Hit and run

    May 2015
    TO: Mr. Hasmukh Mehta
    Dear Hashmukh-ji,
    By virtue of the full-text of your poem more skeletons have come out of the cupboard. Now, I can identify the culprit who hit the headline recently and recall all the newspaper reportage of his hypocrisy and his vile attempts to evade justice.
    It is your genius to pick up even relatively insignificant events, which nevertheless betray deep malaise in our society, and give those a poetical shape.
    I try to read some postings in MI apparently interesting, surely including yours, as much as my severe neurotic problems permit.Of course, I don't attempt to respond to all to minimize strain on my nerves.
    Yours sincerely,
    Rajat Das Gupta


    Rajat Das Gupta, Kolkata
    May 08,2015

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/7/2015 7:24:00 PM)

    Change the angle...

    Thanks a lot @Hasmukh Metha....you are a great inspirational force always...


    Ghulam Mohammad Khan, Ghulam Mohammad Khan
    May 07,2015

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/4/2015 2:57:00 AM)

    Mera imehaan lea raha -

    Uma Pochampalli Goparaju Wah, kya baat hai!
    May 2 at 9: 49pm · Unlike · 1

    Pamela Moorehead I cannot say anything about the words for there are tricks everywhere but I will say I love beautiful art and this one with the method of travel and simplicty of Asian heart to say so much with so little is rejuenating
    May 2 at 11: 32pm · Unlike · 1

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/3/2015 8:35:00 PM)

    Mera imtehaan...

    Kavi C M Atal वाह बेहद सुंदर व सारथक भावों सहित सराहनीय स्रजन, श्री हंसमुख जी नमन
    8 hrs · Edited · Like · 1

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (4/25/2015 6:39:00 PM)

    Dear Mr. Amathalal

    My name is Michael Schwartz. I am professor of at St. Cloud State University in St. Cloud Minnesota, USA. I am currently writing a book on American culture and English language learning and would like permission to print your poem, Speak English.
    If you would like, I can send you a copy of the chapter in which your poem would be included.

    Thank you.

    Michael Schwartz, Ph.D.

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (4/13/2015 10:22:00 AM)

    Before I am......

    I wish to be free man

    Nice person and human



    Hasmukh Bhai, you are already that, milk of human kindness. There is no need to wish.



    KH Prabhu, Kumta, Karnataka - 581343
    Apr 13,2015


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    Man is born free; but everywhere he is in chains, Rousseau says. It is a social construct. Let’s hope and act to be free at least in thought. Good poem.





    P Nasarudheen., Kasargod.Kerala
    Apr 13,2015


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    Wonderful poetic efforts to visualize the hidden human desire prevailing within. The world has turned robotic today and we are always missing ourselves. Thanks a lot for your exact human portrayal.



    Rabindra Kumar Bharti, Bokaro Steel City
    Apr 13,2015


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    Just be yourself, Mehtaji and we all love you for that! Thanks for sharing these lovely thoughts in your inimitable poetic style!



    Padmaja Iyengar, Secunderabad
    Apr 13,2015

Best Poem of Hasmukh Amathalal

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 ...

Read the full of Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ###

Left Alone

She left me alone
As wind had blown in her favor
to travel in heavenly direction
for her permanent place
with no hurried chase

we saw her end helplessly
and felt so sadly
it was destined path
as was understood by term 'death'

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