Bent Upon Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Bent upon
Saturday,18th July 2020

Nothing to go away
everything to stay
along with thelove and harmony
that is the sign of humanity

as gold shines
we also define
but the colors of love never fade
the fragrance never turns dead

let the world go mad
to turn innocent into dead
we can definitely turn the table
force them not to foment the trouble

if others are bent upon
our displeasure must be shown
"if the world is one" and should be as a family
it must be raised universally

love has an appeal and will
it will never kill
the essence of humanity
and that is wish of an almighty too

Hasmukh Mehta