Look At Me Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Keep the passion to know
Walk in early morning and go
After nature to have fresh air
That shall remove your dirt and clear

The health may definitely improve
You may natural treasure to move
Put ideas before world about secret of nature
Sing in tune with harmony and shine the future

This will open new gate for sympathy
Eagerness to know and closeness to almighty
That shall fill your heart with kindness
Act as noble man with message of peace and happiness

Such people are rare to be seen
Even saints and sages are keen
To have wealth and secret asset
Learned man never thinks about fate

He is like flower bud
Naturally grown in thick mud
With spread petals around to speak
“Look at me” you are best and not weak: