Out Of Cage Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

All these years I ran after
Wealth, assets, amusement and laughter
I got no joy with any of them either
It was driving me with fear

I was lonely soul
Caged but looked beautiful
Everyone praised my fame
But I felt in heart a real shame

'Was it not a trap' I felt
Something bad at heart was smelt
I, for a moment, decided to come out
I had lot more in mind to talk about

Yes it was golden cage
To be kept in for all the ages
Surrounded by illusory magic
I now realized its hollowness with basic

Father, mother sister and wife too
Felt real joy and happiness through
I saw it on their faces with shine
I too at once felt very fine

No, this is not my goal
I felt it a real foul
Not suiting to my real soul
I decided to make it final call

One more strong resolve
And all problems may be solved
No anger, hunger or any other wish
Life must end with fine finish

I wished to open the door
Now I was real rich and not poor
I saw the closeness with divine land
Everything seemed to be beautiful and not dead end

I am finally out of cage
Walking away with prints behind on page
I may be cursed, laughed and called coward
I shall have more in store to look forward