Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

It is my desire
That shall never expire
With little setback
And life when I start to track
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Tale of wisdom
But we practice seldom
Hardly one in million
Proves to be rue human
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Neither deserving her friendship
Nor desire to keep
In future
As it has run into rough weather
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She was bold and beautiful
Very calm in life and successful
She handled her empire
Much to her wishes and desires
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grasses regrets to
write the biography of
the fallen flowers... Asharful
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Listen to all
But respond to inner call
Act as you wish
And finally finish
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Believe me
It is tree
That shall give free
And allow shed underneath
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It is complete cycle
That is blessed to people
Nature reveals
We all feel
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If not like superman
Then at least as human
We live on this beautiful earth
Forgetting about last resort of death
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I try to act simple
Humble
Prove to be noble
And very kind to people
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