Crusade Or Struggle Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Crusade Or Struggle
Where and what place will stop this crusade?
Why have I to make futile attempts to invade?
Hunt for things which is not going to rescue
Which never belonged, never is and or falls due
Whole life I ran after oasis water
Did get nothing and became hater
In corner of the house agony I bear
Quietly I shed crocodiles tear
It was my unique way of dealing
Deep wounds but no real way for healing
Heart filled with grief but still concealing
Hatred towards all with no good feelings
It is how human beings live on with mission
Under pretext of falsehood with no admission
Presenting self with shield of sheer and blatant lies
Living in dreamy land with no answer or replies
I am tired of living constantly in falsehood
I find no other means for livelihood
Every time I have to take false pretext and refuge
How can I admit truth or flatly refuse?
Thousands of creatures take birth on land
Rejoice all over and joy as seen God’s hand
Many perish without anybody’s notice
Life is difficult and can’t be spent with peace
So many may find heaven on earth and feel touchy
God has been blessed with them to make them lucky
It might have been the destiny that is thrust upon
We have no other option left but to carry on
I often curse luck for no fault of mine
Why have I to walk on dangerous land mines?
Every time there is risk of heavy explosion
At heart I experience even heavier implosion
I still believe there is room for justice
It may be delayed but not denied by His office
Still feel some thing may emerge to bale me out
May be possible escape from complete rout
I strongly believe in Almighty’s capacity and power
It is He only who can guide us and empower
Still unclear in mind how it is going to happen?
Is there any possibility to live at ease even?
I am disillusioned at what is happening around
Not a slight percentage of humanity is found
Helplessness and realities grip firmly and surround
Person has to struggle very hard and come round
Still life is to be lived with and show must go on
Success or failure but must pursue and follow on
It is immaterial whether it is lost or won
Page has to kept in tact before being torn
with hope and prayer and belief in whats right the hypocrasy will disappear and turn out right. we can not live in the valleys of our minds, for when you want to escape there will be no time. it is a crusade to achieve your goal, and it 'll be a struggle or so i'm told.
a humble endorsement of Life to the world...so beautiful and wanting to hear form this thought of yours.... a feeling to wonder....suite my heart.....thank you fro sharing....God bless....a 10 +++++
This is a question which should have been answered before the making of Ahmedabad--i don't know its previous name.Must be something in sanskrit.I think the neighbours on the other side of the Rann should answer why they take money from America everytime when they know it is ridiculous to fill their bank accounts even if they get US passports for free. And i think Mr.Modi is a very shrewd personality.He will definitely answer your question.Very good point of view displayed.Contradictory and vindicative but opinion is always opinion.
great poem like the way you express the flaws of this world i give this poem a10+++
Crusade or struggle is the way, it seems. Thanks for pointing out the many facets of humanity's lack of humanity.As long as money and power are the gods...its life as usual. hasmukh, as a female, long ago I saw some of the conditions your poem speaks to therefore, I create my own world and have no desire to live in the miseries of the world. Read 'We create our own world'Thanks for inviting me to your site, this is a 10+++>>>>, but my votes do not register for reasons unknown, There's no need to have others validations if one is delighted in his/her own accomplishments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:48:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Musings on life my friend take us to all sorts of conclusions and this well constructed rhyme is an example of poetic musing around the subject while there is still time.10 from Fay