Poor Beggars Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Poor Beggars
Poor beggars
We are worst than beggars
And sometimes create anger
In minds of many
Who watch your action and feel not worthy
He is not born beggar
But in poor
Family with compulsive ground
He is still loved around
What parents do for child?
Find no food and hold
The situation very unfavorable
They have no option but to struggle
We are organizing lavish parties
And leave behind so much wastage
That neither goes to hungry people
Nor to the healthy animals
So they are in streets with compulsion
The sky is roof and stars give no direction
The life seems so cruel and demanding
The problems remain unending
No one shows kind gesture
But life still runs faster
Some may find good future
But otherwise life is burden for sure
Henry Farrell Hasmukh Mehta My dear friend, thanks for your demonstrative imput. Respect Like · Reply · 1 · 9 hrs Remove
Obayedul Haque Lacking the sounding voice, to air; O' to see an athirst soul, in coarsen of nurture............awesome written Like · Reply · 1 · 2 hrs Remove
Obayedul Haque Obayedul Haque We can be a worker on holiday for them, and we can do something for them with that earning money... I'm ready for work at this. Like · Reply · 1 · 2 hrs
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No one shows kind gesture But life still runs faster Some may find good future But otherwise life is burden for sure