Hasmukh Amathalal

Gold Star - 494,407 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

No Medicine And Cloths - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

The world shall remain
As it was to cause pain
Make human to suffer more
And push them to feel sore

We, the poets, are reporting
And unequivocally equating
Good with bad and nice country with curse
This is turning out to be sad with remorse

Somewhere big nations are in support
Only because local businessmen resort
To come openly in favor and provide finance
It dims chance for future peace

We are counting deaths
Not for people taking breathe
They are living in hellish atmosphere
With risk to life and constant fear

People suffer
As comes no right kind of offer
No medicines, no cloths
But only suffering and deaths

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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (3/21/2015 10:46:00 AM)

    Charlene Sines I'm among the Bad writers a times
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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (3/21/2015 10:46:00 AM)

    Hasmukh Mehta welcome Ruth morrris
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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (3/21/2015 10:03:00 AM)

    A different type of poem, penning perhaps on politics of mighty ones....good one in depicting it...the third stanza is brilliant...and love these lines...good piece sir.
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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (3/21/2015 8:08:00 AM)

    The world shall remain
    As it was to cause pain
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 21, 2015

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