A Poet Everywhere Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

A poet everywhere and around
In nature, on mountain and in sound
Conveying the melody in beautiful words
As if spoken from mouth of lords

What if one gets no name
It is praiseworthy and no shame
Not all can be judged by the crowd
Still one feels internally very proud

It is divine pulse that is beating
All expectations and inspirations meeting
A peace with affection when openly meeting
A status he has quite naturally befitting

There is reward from almighty
No one must lament or feel pity
There is blessing for holding sanctity
This is what required as fine quality