No One Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I thought of myself
And found like sea shelf
With so many hidden things
Retained in mind to sing

I used to smile
With different style
When people were trapped
Cheated by my intelligence and slapped

I made my self full donkey
As I was blind after money
I employed all tactics
To play as magician with magic

I do not why people did believe words?
Came to me for advice and looked forward
What was I doing to keep their trust?
I think I should reply at first

No doubt every living being is selfish
Lives with aim and not to perish
Yet with little of common weaknesses
We can be good human with happiness

No one minds being called narrow
It is common verbal throw
Against person of known quality
We all bow head before almighty