Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

Golden chance

We are to be one
And treat none
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मनको मनाना था

ना जाने क्यों दिल मेरा लगता नहीं?
तुझे ढूंढता है आसपास और यहीं कही
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Whom shall we call god’s men?
Wealthy, rich or influential human
Poor walking on road
With world’s full load
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For sixty years of dynasty rule
We were made simply fool
Everybody in hierarchy took it as divine right
Poor were kept at bay and fight
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She is good and kind
Nothing strikes mind
What would happen!
If she departs all of sudden
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I am back to her fold
I find her same as ever with new world
I knew I was to be with her for few more days
I shall have permanent parting ways
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મારા પિતા એટલે મારો આદર્શ
મારા મિત્ર અને મને સમજાવે સહર્ષ
મારી દરેક જરૂરીયાત નો લાવે નિકાલ
હું જલ્દી થી થઇ જાઉં ખુશખુશાલ
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You need not become social and human
Think of your being as woman
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Can not be hidden
Can not be shown
Can not be exposed
Can not be focused
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There is no dearth
Of intelligent people on earth
They invent new way
To make others fool in any way
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