Social Condition And Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Social condition and

No one fills space
It is race against time
It is social condition
And reforms to that relation

From time to time
New poets come
Take new leaf from past
And start

So even if poets are dead
They are read
Some are ever green
And their names are taken with pride often

You are of your own
Generally pain and anguish is known
People may not be moved with our writing
But may be preferred with the spirit with which we are fighting

So stay with what you are
Do not go that far
But present with what you think is best
People may love to read with interest