Poetry Is No Fun Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is not ground run
Poetry is prayer
Just a pain killer

What to say?
No words to pay
In simple praise
Or in verses

It takes you away
From dreamland to reality way
To feel its true color
With freedom and honor

No boundary can stop to move
No restriction can be imposed or removed
It is simple flow of views
The poor may find it as morning dew

The poetry need not disappear
In mind with fear
It can unseat mighty rulers
It can make history and offer

Liberty and freedom are tools to enjoy
It is like open sky to fly with joy
What makes you think about hollowness?
Poetry is there to fill void with oneness