Real Poetry Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is real poetry
In form of blessings from almighty
Words flow liv river water
To change the agony there after

If you can make
Other people to feel cake
With sweetness and belonging
Think of its worth when some one is singing

Certainly it is divine
As its source is from heaven
The light that comes to your mind
And reflects in form of poem’s kind

Not all people may be able to write
The poet may be in position to ignite
Real passion with honesty and feeling
Rest all thing may follow as willing

If you can make others people
Laugh or cry amid trouble
You can be called real poet
Who remains far off and really quiet?

Love to read and try to follow
Not all words and spirit may help to grow
Yet it may bring you dreams for tomorrow
How to live with and brilliantly blow

I do not know how come poems from deep mind!
It comes out like flow from barrage to find
Way out to reach readers and claim
Its real place or to be condemned with realm