I Shall Stand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I shall muster no medicine
But make you feel fine
You can stand firmly alone
Even against cyclone

I can winess
About tension on face
And how to remove it from bottom!
And not to appear with gloom

You need confidence
And presence
Of someone very dear
Who can alley fear!

I shall receive it with enthusiasm
To fulfill the dream for humanism
Where poor shall receive attention
A good beginning with opening of new relation

Heart shall always endeavor
And try to earn honor
With great applause
And cheers for promises