Crunch The Thrust Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is natural outburst
That emits through trust
With free and frank expression
With deep feelings and passion

Tiny mind is full of thoughts
So many solutions are sought
With the sight of poverty, the heart aches
The social goal is never reached

Veins carry blood
But poetry is my food
Heart provides fuel
And mind speaks well

Calm water does not make any noise
But silently touch the shore with promise
“I am here with aim to crunch the thrust
The shore must heave a sigh of relief with no mistrust