Some New Concept Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I find the imagination
With close relation
To my thoughts
I am really at crossroad and caught

What will people find?
And feel its kind
I go for some new concept
Which is constantly in store and kept?

The poverty has turned dead
The pain and agony is not well read
The death and birth finds no favor
The true leaders live without honor

To write as an honest writer
Many may burst into laughter
Think of me as an idealist
Who acts as dramatist?

I lift the pen
To write about children
They only influence me with innocence
I love their presence

The sun and moon
May disappear soon
From imagination
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