To me
Tuesday,24th July 2018
Poetry to me is the religion
that might have been appreciated in all the regions
the topic might be different
but the sentiments shall be present
how does one feel close?
and repose
trust in the vocabulary
and form the poetry
it has a heart in it
when she or he writes
pours the sentiments
and sings about a holy moment
who can perform such a feat?
when his heart remains not quiet
it sheds tears when pain and agony becomes unbearable
and his pen emits the words for the struggle
no weapon can deliver the miracle
even if it is held by all the individuals
it is not enough to stage the revolution
the poetry makes it as the compulsion
let it form a holy alliance
and for the simple chance
the time is ripe for enthusiasm
and as such shall excel the humanism
Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta
welcome Shiju H. Pallithazheth 1 Manage Like · Reply · 1m
Shiju H. Pallithazheth Thanks a lot and I loved every line in your write Hasmukh ✍️✍️👌👌❤️❤️❤️ 1 Manage Like · Reply · 2m
Poetry emerges from the folds of the heart, makes that little difference that infinite weapons cannot. It is the blood of the poet that flows in the pen. A wonderful feeling shared. TFS. Annapurna Sharma, Nellore, Jul 25,2018
S.r. Chandrslekha Beautiful verses! ! ! 1 Manage Like · Reply · 4m
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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let it form a holy alliance and for the simple chance the time is ripe for enthusiasm and as such shall excel the humanism Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta