Pen O Pen Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Pen O Pen



Pen, o pen

Pen o pen!
What happens then?
When you forget
To ignite

Whole train leaves
Without passengers
But with message
For people of all ages

We have love for all
But no play card at all
We sing in earnest
And write too

Let it be heard
With words
And felt
As fragrance is smelt

He takes initiative
I remain selective
But follow him wherever he ventures
I make doubly sure

Pen O Pen
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2016

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2016

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2016

Penpen Bugtong Takipsilim. (y) [3 [3 [3 ahhahahah ;) : D WE LOVE U BROTHER Hasmukh Mehta

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2016

He takes initiative I remain selective But follow him wherever he ventures I make doubly sure

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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