I Shall Write Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You are no writer
You are no fighter
If you have nothing to write
And nothing vigorously to fight

The ideas keep on pouring
Like rain from cloud showering
It is conditional only when
Situation demands often

I feel time is ripe
As you have to ignite
Passion of others to unite
Bring happiness to delight

What is use of human life?
If it fails to sharpness of knife
Why person resorts to bloodshed?
If masses are not properly led

We writers can not remain idle
We are backbone of any struggle
It is movement that gathers strength
Holds us together with single breathe

I shall write till end
For foes and friends as well
They are part of our existence
We live and enjoy their presence