Our Pleasure And Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Our pleasure and
Monday,27th October 2020

It gives delight
when you feel right
there is enough of contentment
you are happy at present

it becomes our pleasure
and hold it as treasure
colour has no relevance
when we have human birth as mere chance

the black colour has magic
with the human element as basic
your work becomes praiseworthy
when you smell and work for humanity

the sun shines on every object
and react
with blessings all over
we all need to go in for shelter

your colour is an asset
and that lets
to hold your distinct entity
you are praised already

love that matters
when you utter
the feelings from your heart
it becomes then unimaginable art

you are a wonder
on this lovely earth here
we never go in who holds and what colour!
it is the honour you hold in our eyes

Dr Jadia Hasmukh
Courtesy: Abbah Justina