Give Me Call Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You give me simple call
You will not face any wall
I shall stand fast and save you from possible fall
Take it granted from me as gesture small

You have found world so much infested
Thoughts and ides not worth invested
It may prove as ground for testing
Seeding in deep but not worth harvesting

You may face problem at every corner
World may seem cruel to you as beginner
Still it has to be countered and faced bravely
Such opportunities you find very rarely

It is general call and must be responded
It is test of time and should not be avoided
One should care and respect the sentiments
It is not simple call but firm commitment

Strom may pass off and ease the situation
It may limp back to normal with continuation
Timely help may not be forgotten at all
It will be considered noble but not small

It is how relationship develops and grows
You may have to gear up to face the blows
Luck may not favour as time may run out
Victory may be turned into defeat with complete rout

Never leave friends in high and dry state
Don’t show discomfort and little sign of hate
It may impair and sour the relation
It may turn sordid with sign of negation

It is better to treat each relation at par
It should be maintained not stretched far
It may supplement and strengthen the bond
Friendship in life may look calm as water in pond