Drop In Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

So long there are believers
There is going to be no problem for astrologers
He will happily go on his work
Earn the bread by future cast in words

They are truly gifted
With words and exacted
They will catch real nerve
And show as if ready to serve

We have many beliefs
Some sweet words from him give relief
They have mastered the art
The moment you visit, they will have good start

You may remain under magic spell
Would love to hear things so well
He will leave no stone turned
His good words may find return with favor

Wherever you go, they have their establishment
Some misfortune may take you to him for moment
He will read your face and come out with ready conclusion
At least to some degree he succeeds in removal of confusion

So it is predictable forecast
No word can be taken as last
He is there to serve at any time
You also drop in sometimes