Watching Helplessly Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I watched helplessly thousands of miles above,
nothing on hand to show or my love to prove?
Do I need help from somebody to approve?
Aimlessly running here and there or move,

I am surrounded by poisonous gas and hot wind
unable to decide or how to apply mind?
Something got to be done and ways to find,
not show any discomfort still look so kind,

I watch my beloved earth with tearful gesture
how does she look upward with barren pasture?
Does she not find assurance for the future?
Is our love not ripe or immature?

I have no answer with me at present
I resist it and strongly resent
she has unbearable pain and passion,
Hope to succeed one day in our mission,

Vapors and clouds have enough strength,
Stretching long and far with very good length,
now they can’t surround me any more?
It is time to collide and make downpour

I sounded optimist and threatened with strike,
Lightening and clouds liked remotely but internally disliked
I had my own vision and strong urge to unite
Rush to meet the land with all my might

Wait my dear! I am coming with full force
No room will be left there for any remorse
Happy reunion for you and no more curse,
Healing wounds with mild touch and nurse,

I shall make bang with heavy impact,
Sudden loud sound with heavy contact,
Never loose courage and steps retract,
Keep my love in sound health and intact

You have no worst reason to fear,
Intense wait need not bear,
Look up and steps hear
Reunion after very long year,


You may not be able to contain,
Calm posture for very long to maintain,
I shall flood all shores and beautiful beaches,
My arms will spread with fine reaches,



You will be fully prepared to mate
I have come in time and not very late
It will be my highest task to make you beautiful
It will be considered as divine meeting and not sinful

All heavenly bodies watch it with interest
They see it as holy union and best
Nothing can be compared with the rest
It is sign of rarest scene with good test

It is not message of love or hatred,
Meeting with smile but not with face red
if you can understand the intense message,
World will live without gloom and passage.