Fool's Paradise Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Fool's Paradise
Why not live in fool’s paradise?
Whether it is matter of merchandise?
Or be it a sensitive debate to publicize?
No restriction on view’s to exercise
It matters nothing or very less,
No duty, no levy or any type of cess,
Even If you turn it n mess,
No opposition or resistance to face,
I can become mister in a day,
No matter it is Sunday or Monday,
Morning in Japan, USA in midday,
Evening in Paris and night in Norway,
All will queue up and bow their head,
Write down my views and ask for lead,
All my speeches with headlines and read,
No question of livelihood for butter and bread,
I may make move and suddenly laugh,
Beautiful females are ready to become better half,
Where ever I go, receive rousing welcome
Daily new attire with suits and look very handsome,
World is full of agony and little misery?
Suppressing the voice and keeping in slavery,
Might and power needs no bravery,
To remain in paradise don’t be in hurry
For few minutes you may have kingdom,
At helm of affairs and feeling no boredom,
High palatial building with more luxurious rooms,
Flowers in hand waiting all beautiful grooms,
One should always try but not look fool,
keep temper in control and look cool,
All worries may vanish with no tension,
You may not be forced to make any mention
A good poem, yes, everyone has his own paradise, , , i like this verse'keep temper in control and be cool' but as for me it is not easy to do so...good work :)
For that matter, everyone is living in his or her own foolish paradise in one way or the other. This poem is an eye opener for them.
Why not live in fool’s paradise? Whether it is matter of merchandise?
A few themes came to mind as I was reading the poem: the theme of vanity connected with riches, fame, the spotlight, life of luxury, and the theme concerning lack of compassion for those who have next to nothing. When one is famous and leads a life of luxury, it's all too easy to take things for granted which a poor person would regard as life-saving, all too easy to forget the sufferings of others and the cruelty around us. Thank you for this, sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 12:18:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
anybody can enter at free will...1o