Like Gold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Like Gold
Like gold
You are master
And you are the slave
You are the beggar
And you are richer
Think of no world
And hold
Entire things in your fold
You shall become bold
If you find heaven in your feet
And still not accept
You are the happiest man
Well behaved and kind human
Why you need personal plane?
When it is available in open
Spend little less and make trip
You shall be able to sleep peacefully
You need guards to protect
Vigil in and out whenever you act
You shall not be able to mix with people in openness
This shall be matter for curse
Part with little to charity
Look after poor and needy
Your fortune may double or increase ten fold
Your name shall become famous like gold
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Like gold You are master And you are the slave You are the beggar And you are richer Think of no world And hold Entire things in your fold You shall become bold If you find heaven in your feet And still not accept You are the happiest man Well behaved and kind human Why you need personal plane? When it is available in open Spend little less and make trip You shall be able to sleep peacefully You need guards to protect Vigil in and out whenever you act You shall not be able to mix with people in openness This shall be matter for curse Part with little to charity Look after poor and needy Your fortune may double or increase ten fold Your name shall become famous like gold