Heartless As Human Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Imagination can travel any side
Go too far end and come back with insight
Not to touch any of the pathetic show
But to express only grief and sorrow

Language is no bar
The sky has his shining star
Moon may come and spread its light
Why at we feel bitterness to fight?

“Many readers try to comment”
I never feel bad or regret
“English is not your first language”
They may try to offend by such usage

I request them to read poem
It may show them good turn
There is lot more to pick and understand
World has come closer to find friends

If eyes can speak then why blame?
Why we fail to share the shame?
Why do we pretend to be knowledgeable?
When subject is so vast and unmanageable

The tears and pain can well be felt equally
Its impact on rich and poor is same really
What do you want to know by use of perfect expression?
If that can not bring any kind of satisfaction

Leave aside richness of first language
Also ignore the grammar and it usage
Even though it may look nice like beautiful woman
But may seem to be heartless as human