It Is For Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It can go in full swing
And sing
About chorus
And make melodious

How can it face eclipse?
Or surround by darkness
When we are real lovers
And believers

It is for us to hear
Repeat its echo in ears
I stand behind curtain
For smiling posture to maintain

The moon shall never deny
But has concurred already
We have blessings
As nothing goes missing

Make no attempt
To preempt
For refusal
As it may not find easy dismissal