Real Humanitarian Art Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Real Humanitarian Art
Real humanitarian art
Sunday, January 28,2018
6: 22 AM
We are one complete package
And develop bondage
Each part of the body acts
In cohesion as simple fact
We feel sad or happy
And always worry
Get lost into memory
And feel bad with sorry
I take painter's brush
And flush out the ideas
Add suitable colors
And feel honor
I do it for money sake
And feel art completely fake
Where is the true feeling in the picture?
I think over it and feel not sure
Human sentiments care little
As life makes you tos truggle
Earn money to make life with happy end
We all are seized with the fact and mis-send the signal
Where is the human pain?
Why do we hide and maintian?
The vailed posture to hide
And take no firm stand or decide
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Where is the human pain? Why do we hide and maintain? The veiled posture to hide And take no firm stand or decide