I Love To Hear Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I Love to hear
And simply bear
Nice words from poems
And look forward to them

Such poetry
Can only be had from an almighty
But that comes freely to me
I feel proud and lucky

If words were taken from sea
Anybody could have seen
But it is divine gift
It comes without any flaw or shift

Those words are neatly woven
As if descended from heaven
It may be liked by all people even
By ordinary man and woman

So love the poetry and its kind
It must suddenly emerge in mind
That it is divine and may remain pure
Each person must observe and make it sure

O man, love and catch
As it is beyond our reach
It is heavenly flow
Just enjoy and simply flow

Not all may rejoice
As it is full of hope and promises
For today and tomorrow
Or for entire world to know

O man, curse not
As battles are always fought
Not for self but for suppressed
Poor, needy and oppressed