Poetry Alone Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is poetry alone
Where sentiments are flown
Taken to great height
And focused with delight

Whatever profession you may follow
But mind shall not allow
To sit idle and wonder in isolation
The creativity doesn’t allow any question

It straight way shifts from scene
Some of the hidden emotions are certainly seen
With great sense of appreciation
And way is made open for its revelation

The individual forgets his present status
His line of thinking runs
With no limit to fancy views
It shall be aired and put across