A Selfish Nature Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We all are selfish by nature
Before embarking, we make everything sure
We expect cent percent purity even though perfectly impure
Make believe the world and completely ensure

Out of all, female character occupy highest position
God has given full blessings with this composition
She has all the sufferings to undergo for self
No word of regret and burying under sea shelf

No one has come to know fully about human beings
The queens had important role to play for kings
It was not the palace business but management
There was hectic activity and secret movement

Women have proved to their worth
They have been open, frank and come forth
They are not weak force but to reckon with
Now they are intelligent and armed with teeth

They have very kind heart and feel it passionately
What would have happened to us if we did not have them fortunately?
It is balancing and important role
They have pivotal position as a whole

They have big heart and can store anything
All sufferings and pain remain under their wing
It is greatness on their part and reveals nothing
We should feel proud for their being something

They are like goddess who represents some divine spirit
The whole world is indebted to them
Not a word is said to their dishonor
Their share in every sphere is major

They bear the pail till their last breath
They prefer selfless service till their death
It is unique position enjoyed by them
No one can allegedly dare to blame

She had been excellent in all the stages
It has changes with the advent of ages
She was daughter, mother and grand
She was apostle of peace and natural brand

She has so much to reveal
There is hardly anything to conceal
It is her prerogative all the time to be on front
Take to self and bear the whole brunt




They have been compared with calm river water
Flow near the bank without changing the course or alter
No show off the treasure even if stored in belt
Elegant look and formidable position always felt

So much to offer but no expectation
Not a word to murmur with any indication
It is difficult to under stand women’s love
No one can understand it fully on and above

What do we offer in return?
Not a simple gesture in turn
We are crazy man folk
We can only offer loose talk