Turn Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Turn face

The system is based on cycle
All seasons take course middle
Sometimes in excess
And sometimes less

So is the human feelings
It is meaningless
To think of spiritual values
When it is not conceived or due

Body change demands
Some entertainments
One can term it lust
But believe me it is desire only just

As rivers gets down to fast
And calms down at last
The youth too gets used
The excess of sex desire is reduced

The mind is diverted
The cells are energized
The mind remains spirited
The spate of devil thoughts now receded

You are knocking at the gate
As youa re already late
The heavenly pleasure is top most in mind
You have turned your face towards to find