Am Never Late Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Am never late

I can send
Words at each end
To show what do I feel?
And remain quite still

I am full of sentiments
That is sent
Across the circle
Or when meet the people

Some of them react favorably
Some make laugh and make my position miserably
Some even make jokes on my appearance
I still not leave behind my fragrance

What have I to express?
On their face
That I am simple man
Kind and amused human

I write what I feel
I may earn not enough to fill
The need of family
Yes I am blessed by almighty

He showers all intelligence at gate
And I am never late
In picking what others fail
I get the direction of wind and sail