When I Compose Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

When I compose

Tuesday, February 20,2018
8: 38 AM

My mind is clean slate
When I try to relate
The human sufferings
And how to remain as good human being!

Nothing perturbs
But curbs
Personal desire
And starts admiring people

I have no idea
As how shall be accepted my pleas
For crime free society
An liberty for females in society

After great reforms in all the countries
Still, women suffer miseries
They are attacked in open and raped
Atrocity so far is not at all stopped

My pen moves on white paper
I express anger
Caution about lawlessness
I am gripped with far on face