New Month Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
New Month
New month
Yes, it is new month
Long hopes and fresh breathe
New arrivals and progress
Smile rushes on the face
Yes it is spring
That may bring
Fragrance in life with new hopes
The air may rush in and revive
I will do this and that
But may be caught
If remain lazy
It is late already
We are driven
With despair and fallen
On real ground
To rise again and go round
The life shall go on
And battle may be won
It shall be new venture
Of fighting against future
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The life shall go on And battle may be won It shall be new venture Of fighting against future