Your Space Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I cried I the early morning
With long yearning
As we were burying deep
"Your space" with no more intention to keep

"Read two poems first" then write one
That message shall reach to everyone
With no intervention from editors
But auto control from programmers

We have failed to infuse new blood
As muse was always starved of fresh food
With self centered image boosting
Not taking critical angle for elevating

We love not rivers in spate
But her motherly status we state
This is only possible when we are aware
Of her calm flow and nature

So let us make read two and write one approach
That shall increase inflow of new poems as such
Lazy poets may disappear and new one may develop habit
New poets shall be greeted and put on new ambit