Common Language Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Common language

How you make your heart to speak?
Make presence felt even though weak
Open eyes and convey
Even to the self dismay

No, it is language
And comes with an age
You feel company of beautiful and young
And present as human being

Of course color and status
Both are taken with trust
No one goes deep
But thrust is on to keep

If it is real
it will not conceal
But expose in sincerity
It will not peter out slowly

Not words but intent may force
To avail all sources
And remove the hurdle
And say openly to the people

If such thing exists
No one shall insist
For any surety
But go in completely