Human Liking Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The arguments are age old
They are bluntly told
We are carried away and sold
This is peculiar place in world

Whether human or inhuman!
The color choice shall remain
For all the times to come
Even though many may not welcome

It is human liking
And almost striking
In mind with difference
Life is liked with beautiful presence

The choice of Color has always been our weakness
Let us accept it as reality and on the face
We may not mind internally but when time comes to choose
We certainly go for best with all lovely features and propose

We may advance many arguments
But let us draw no serious comments
We may not differentiate
But we may also try not to infuriate

I would love to see internal vibgyor(all colors in rainbow)
That shall be really great honor
Life itself is colorful ad needs accommodation
Let us bind it with relation

*Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, Red*