New Lease Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I need not clear any stand
That has reached dead end
What is there to revive?
Where there are no chances to revive

The earth can take care
If plant has gone dry
She can feed for some more time
The water can do nothing at later times

It has lost initiative on ground
The roots are all dead and not sound
It can digest no more nutrition
That is end of good relation

The earth and plant relation is severed
The bitterness and hostility is observed
Let the plant die its natural death
Grow another tree with silent breath

It is our desire and wish
That pond must have free area for fishes
To run for joy and movement
The life is precious at present

The life span is limited
We have ambition that stands ignited
Yet some thing constrains upon
Love looses ground once again

I shall think fresh
Go to flowers to smell with fragrance
That shall smell me with new vigor
Grant insight for new lease of life with honor