With Divine Access Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With divine access
Sunday,2nd February 2020

Nothing to hide
and always to decide
make good feel
and fill with the zeal

That is how one poetess works
sings melancholy with words
voice cord moves swiftly
with airing words softly

I hear many songs
and find no wrong
but her voice is different
filled with melody and that is felt instant

we often exclaim
and say it with real context
"you are the best"
the tone is realfor the test

Music is heavenly gift
that shifts mood from sadness
to that of happiness
with divine access

Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Eden S. Trinidad