Not My Job Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not my job

Friday, December 15,2017
11: 43 AM

No one can rob
Or make probe
Into my writing
With intention ofbadly commenting

I accept my drawbacks
And stake
No claim for being partial
It is quality of an individual

I have chosen the path of poetry
That I could find an easy path to an almighty
I feel pulse of divinity
And find standing at the heavenlygate

I might have killed my own conscience
If I had remained committed to tense feelings
I carved out an unknown domain
Where I foundgolden chance to air views and remain

Many find roses fragrance
When they read at once
I Find their favour
And certainly, share the joy

It is honour bestowed
And allowed my presence
In their heart
For writing straight