With Warmth Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With warmth

It has natural existence
By force you can bring only once
Rest of the time, you shall find its disappearance
So take no chance

No digging of ground
As happiness always found
From the person's face
With no internal craze

So it comes from no troubled mind
And you can't find
It's emergence as fake
When it is straight

Other people are smart
And use it as human art
They keep smiling even if
It remains for the period very brief

It is respect
When you act
Affirmative to the set civil norms
The people may receive you with warmth