Magical Impact Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sleep
But keep
Close touch
As you reach

On its top
That shall never stop
Your quest
For the best

The poetry shall flow
From internal thoughts glow
That shall always feel its need
And silently feed

You will not feel bore
And explore
Real source
To present it with force

Poetry is harmless weapon
That can paint heaven
Turn hell into nice place
Create love for warring races

Until you feel it comes natural
That can't be called poetical
It must have magical impact
With each word to react