The Cruelty Of Life Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The cruelty of life

Poems are expression
That is how you experience in relation
It is just an outburst
And come out at the first

How come poems are meaningless?
When it has so much of vastness
Each word flows with message
And shows how good you behave with an age

Poems are not only means to interpretation
But just an combination of compassion
Your view point with clear picture in mind
And real probe into heart to stay aligned

Poems are sung for motherland
For heroes who have sacrificed for land
The great saints and martyrs
In beautiful wordings and verses

It is life that has some linkage
Some become wise in course of age
Some remain like stone
Even of pouring of water might have gone into waste