It Is Possible Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I read and reread
And tried to get lid
Was it possible?
I really struggled

That so high debate,
So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,
Should end so soon and was begun so late?
Is it possible?

Let it be stormy meet
Yet you can greet
With noble intention
For real retention

Why not we feel heart?
To forget and start
With only love
And believe

Love is the only way
That shall take you away
From the world of dead
To simple life and be led

It can be made to flow
Like gentle wind to blow
Little stars to glow
With dim light to show

Nothing is impossible
If that involves struggle
Show the way to overcome
Really enjoy and welcome

The love may find real option
Hatred must be sent to pavilion
No one must see it
Only smile must be show to greet