A Clear Cheating Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Cheat all but forget not to conscience
nothing may come out of and help you at once
it is like glass piece and once broken
no words may be liked even if nicely spoken

I read, reread and wept
the road was blocked and swept
The flowers were to be laid
No word was to be said


All vultures were ready for pound of flash
it was clear to there wont be any clash
it had come to them without any efforts
only sweet words with good rapports

She considered herself a Fish in a swampy desert
secured area and good spell in a hallo well
floated with idea “who knows the truth in me”
Oh nobody but me and only me

I could not remind her of magic mirror
it is clean piece and creates no terror
only exposes the weaknesses and shakes
The earth below just to remind and wake

When you fall flat with elbow and touch
No one may realize the depth and reach
With lots of pain and anguish
What a terrible things and tragic finish?

No one has to feel anything
No one can be blamed for something
It is decided in advance as destiny's call
We ourselves are responsible for down fall

No need to visit market or temple
No introduction is needed in preamble
The body itself may not bear its weight
When all goes astray to cause fall from height

Do not lay down the arms
There is worth taking risk and no harm
All the seasons are kind and warm
There will prevail calm after storm

To land a friend in trouble is crime
Not to warn him ahead of danger is sub-crime
To loose a friend just in quest is biggest mistake
It won’t be unholy if he or she is saved from fakes

I need not shut an eye
Never attempt to ask why
One can be closed to let it pass
This can be unique in its own class

I have no right
No intention to fight
It has showed me the light
To extract maximum when you fight



Oh so kind of you friend
Our conversation must end
It has given beautiful presentation
The contents are s full of praise to feel elation

You know it is impossible to compose
Very difficult to know and repose
The soul may react in strong way
It enlightens but do not drag away

This is how human sentiments are interwoven
The short or bad memories are not easily forgotten
It gives later on the fresh air to breathe in
This is the only way to break in and win