As Human Artist Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

As Human Artist



As human art

Life is uncertain
Even if in pain
You got to grab
Despite being stabbed

It happens
All of sudden
When things turn against
And cause loss against interest

No, you cannot watch it helplessly
But face it readily
Despite odd and wind not in favor
You have to dash and go for

No matter
It will not favor
But surely show some future

We are all made of clay
So must find way
As time is so short
And life has to be spent as a human art

As Human Artist
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
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Savita Tyagi 31 May 2016

Great poem. Thank you for the inspiring and uplifting thoughts.

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We are all made of clay So must find way As time is so short And life has to be spent as a human art

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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