My Appeal And Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
My Appeal And
I am closed bud
Not exposed
But always stared
And bullied
I fear reprisal
Open invasion on arrival
In market or in open space
Lots of eyes try to hunt me and chase
I fear it may violate my modesty
Make me expose and look it clumsy
I shall neither be able to resist
Or openly insist
I want honorable stay
On this beautiful earth with decent way
I shall breathe in natural environment
With future no bleak at present
Kill not my spirit
As I shall greet all
With same respect
And respond in fact
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I am closed bud Not exposed But always stared And bullied I fear reprisal Open invasion on arrival In market or in open space Lots of eyes try to hunt me and chase I fear it may violate my modesty Make me expose and look it clumsy I shall neither be able to resist Or openly insist I want honorable stay On this beautiful earth with decent way I shall breathe in natural environment With future no bleak at present Kill not my spirit As I shall greet all With same respect And respond in fact
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