Under The Depth Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Oh her highness queen
Where had you been?
Your presence I admire
With lots of hearty desire

Yes continue to dig
And look honorably big
You have your own way
And have continues sway

Workers toil
And avail
Treasure
For our future

Let us care
For their welfare
May lay buried
And in mishap declared dead

We regard
With words
Of appreciation
For bond and relation

Under the depth
We fear no death
Bu enchant songs of eternity
In the praise of almighty