No Words For Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

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Thursday, December 14,2017
1: 40 PM

I spell no words
But only look forward
I am no exception
But I need harmonious relation

It doesn't matter
If my attitude angers someone
It is my personal desire
An I admire too

It is my destiny
If I become wealthy
Or stay poorly
This is concern for everybody

Human beings have no choice
He can raise no voice
It is confined to individuals wish
Either he fulfils or perishes without it

Who cares?
Even if you denounce or dare
It should look like moral behaviour
After all, it earns you honour