Master Mind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Master Mind

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Master mind

I am master mind
And always find
Escape route
And it always suits

I feel little proud
And so speak loud
Among friends
And talk endless

They cut jokes
And deliver the strokes
To make me feel little guilty
But I have crossed the limit of stupidity

It is my short coming
And it is boring
Friends in circle
Sometimes I am left alone

It is bad quality
When you speak aimlessly
Cut down someone to size
As if to win prize

It is making you unpopular
With similar
Treatment from people around
You are declared unsound too

Master Mind
Monday, August 29, 2016
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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