No Food At Disposal Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No food

Food
Not available in neighborhood
So real need and compulsion
And hence bid for search operation

If you are really poor
And living next door
Of rich person
You have hope with reasons

The help may come
Or you may not be welcomed
But it is an attempt
To seek it promptly

The hunger
Brings an anger
You are powerless
And helpless

People may sleep under open sky
And try
For some shelter
But it is never offered