Sleep Inside Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Tongue, o, tongue
Nothing in praise is sung
You are boneless weapon
You need severe action

You spoil relation in minute
Its effect can not dilute
The damage is already done
You are mouthed once again

You have safe place to hide
Only teeth can divide
Can crush if you dare
So never venture

You know nothing
About etiquette or something
You speak where it is not required
Person gets annoyed and tired

You do unusual things
Many kingdoms were lost by kings
You made it still worse
They were put on donkey instead of horse

Such honor and dishonor
And damage so severe
That you were needing full control
At wrong time no more call

So sleep inside box
Or else you will create hoax
You will be acting like headless mind
Someone may lament only when he finds