So I Write Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The only option open
To feel heaven
And to live at an ease
Is mental peace

Who can give? Simplicity to live
Quality to forgive
Through words
To forget and move forward

It is poetry
Easy way to reach an almighty
Through prayers
And as self conveyors

I have cried many times
For no crime
But with anguish and pain
I shall not love to remain (in sorry state)

So I write
And fight
With ideals
To present it as real