Feel Proud At Poetry Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am proud of poetry
As I consider it blessings from an almighty
If lame person can climb high mountain
The poetry is all set to remain

I say it loudly
As it is raining heavily
The poetry excels with new seeds in earth’s belt
Its fragrance shall definitely be felt

Touch the vane
And pain shall be gone
The blood shall remind of liveliness
It shall always bring freshness

Such is power of poetry
Your face can remain smiley
No pain shall touch you ever
As it shall bring blossom forever

Only those can read and write
Who have passion to ignite?
Rest all can sit across fence
And wait for the chance