Memory Hunt Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You can live with crowd
You can quarrel daily and speak loud
You would love to be one among
Even if you go on doing the wrong

It has no bearing with your nature
As an emerging personality you want to make it sure
In this world you want everything at your disposal
Everything should move with your wish and face no reversals

You may not know how to over come your ambition
You may have long cherished goal and inhibitions
Yet they are not all that easy to overcome
Treachery, deception and betrayal had to be caused to some

“In war and peace, everything is genuine”
People merely take refuge to feel fine
By doing so you feel little pinch
As you are robbing some one of all the inches

You may push all rivals to one side
The filed may lay open and very wide
You have now nobody to challenge
Reap the harvest and happily manage

But mind ill gotten things may always trouble
You may feel, at some stage, life like bubble
Whatever you got may not stay forever
You may have some sort of satisfaction however

It won’t allow you peace and sound sleep
Tension and worries may force to keep
Always on toes for its quick and fine use
As you may fear its wrong change over and misuse

All scenes of injustice simply come on screen
They may be cursing from heaven and painfully seen
This will force you repent for wrong done
But alas! The time is passed of and simply gone

You are now crying in wilderness
Bitterness does appear or surface
If you can feel sincerely about compulsion
You can still overcome last transition