Open Heart Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I thought of beautiful heart
Only one and single peace of an art
What a pity to feel at little impetus
Cry in corner at breach of trust

Why it feels for whole of universe?
Skips a beat at somebody's remorse
Weeps in corner at terrible shock
Tears run short or sometimes out of stock

Heart need not be big or large
It need not be away or at large
It needs to be carefully confined
In purest of pure form and refined

Look at mother's heart
With slight worry it starts
Melting for son
Without any particular reason

Look at teacher's heart
Eager and willing to part
With knowledge of high importance
If student can avail golden chance

Nothing to speak of lover's heart
It will never want separation to start
Night need not go and day not to appear
May count stars if feels little fear

So to say and advice to all
Never trouble it or cause the fall
It will break for no fault
As it is not jerk less and hidden in vault