Truth To Tell Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

When your heart melts
The depth of sea is felt
All unknown kind of treasure tries to come out
The mighty pen tries to speak it all about

It is felt by others and appreciated
As it has something to be related
So far not done by anybody else
Joy, happiness pain including curse

Ideas flow like river water
But any times they may alter
If find with stiff resistance
It will change course without any insistence

You need not think about plot
It is already with the poet
Only needs little impetus
Pure innovation with ample thrust

Little plight may affect your heart
For sufferings of poor ache may start
That is how human beings are made
Poets are no different and don't treat it as trade

Love feeling is with everyone
Even cruel may have it as one
He may long for his family and children
And rush to them with slight bad news even

So you should pen whatever you feel
That can be called Almighty's will
No all can write or pen exceedingly well
Each individual has different truth to tell