The Poet Can't Be Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The poet can't be
Wednesday,28th October 2020

poet's room
flower's blossom
fragrance all over
the mind runs faster towards the horizon

morning prayers
open's inside layers
thoughts cross
pen becomes boss

the world is one family
everybody is blessed with by an almighty
the poet has thought power and pen
the world must turn into heaven

the poet can't afford to be gloomy
enough time is wasted already
dry leaves fall on the ground
no good purse is served or found

The poetic soul thinks fast
And lasts with some solution
There should be peace for all humans
It must help build the nations

Peace must prevail
And humankind must avail
If it gets miscarriage
We all shave have critical phase

Dr Jadia Hasmukh