About Poetry Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

About poetry

Never say a word about poetry
It is holy work and performed daily
Who can say it produces second rate composition?
When poetry serves to update foundation

Do you think poor have disappeared?
Or poverty has been eliminated
Do you think innocents take easy breathe?
They are only embracing deaths

Not a single community is safe
They kill them in café
Who take little sips
And dreams to keep mental happiness

So ideas emerge in space
And think about those races
Who suffer on account of discrimination?
Thus we always speak of human relation

So it is daily composition
With human suffering not in isolation
No future progress is possible
Unless you dream about such people

Poets feel pain
And so remain
Directly associated with poems
And agony is reflected in verses