Known As Fighter Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Basically I am known as fighter
Mix with all and release the fun after
Friends call me high headed
But at all points rightly I have conceded

I am fond of and little soft at young females
May be weakness for beautiful males
But that is natural for all human being
Whether he is poor or mighty king

I remembered one incidence of past
The relation abruptly ended very fast
Before we could silently enjoy the bond
I was pushed to corner virtually to remain as second

No doubt she had powerful back ground
She was rich and was often found
With rich of high status as single
This was the only reason to invite trouble

She may move with me but always careful
Show the richness and to some extent was also successful
Many people may often approach me and say
'You are lucky and have found the way '

Unfortunately it did not last long
I was waiting for it to be proved wrong
In fact I was wrong to assume falsehood
Failed completely in anticipation and never understood

It is lovely to dream but painful to scream
Equally distrustful when blocked by the stream
When two unequal people openly clash
There is enough of sound with flash

There should be meeting of ground
Then only identities are found
Equal respect should be given for work and honor
Nothing should then be done which is uncalled for

Large volume of water thereafter has flown in river
But situation has not altered any where
We come across same situation and wonder
Why is it so that we fail to move forward and stick there?
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