Speak Little Or Nothing Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The river is calm and quiet
Flows in streams and meets the fate
Sometimes in spate and sometimes irate
Yet is good to feel at bank and state

Each natural object speaks something
We need to pick each and everything
How come tree renders coolness?
Provides fruits and shines the face

Air to breath in and sky to see
Stars smile to feel you free
Sometimes with clouds and some times open
Sun always rises without any concern

Let us be tolerant and peaceful
Mind vitiates if you remain revengeful
Hatred looses ground and love excels
Are we not here to speak sweet and well?

Speak nothing I not required
Use tow words of praise I admired
Things may move in orderly manner
The people may change tactics and offer