No Visitor To Allow Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I open the window
Hate appears with ugly face to show
I push back and shut the door
It is cursing on the floor

I peep again to find
If new entry of any kind
There appears greed
Oh no, you can not be my need

I shut again and wait for visitor
Jealousy enters with her mentor
I can be your permanent savior
I shut the eyes as well as door

I have still anxiety to see more
Invite somebody else to explore
Beautiful fortune queen with wealthy outlook knocks
I realize her importance and take the fresh look

"Promise me good use of wealth"
She reminds of bad consequences with death
If misused the fortune or turned arrogant
I decided to allow her permanent

I found glorious mother of knowledge
"Sharp your weapon with edge" she told
I was impressed with her brilliance
"She must be allowed at once" I thought

I had powerful entrants in house
They are well established now with no grouse
I am still poor by any standard
I act for them and look forward

The house is in full order
Misfortunes and worries thereafter appeared never
I always look outside window
Smile now as there is no visitor to allow