With Deliverance Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Leave no stone Leave no stone unturned When you align to the tune You sing in cuckoo’s voice With deliverance in promise Go for no opinion You write with precision Share poor’s concern Voice it in turn You need to raise banner To provide it as healer You are not here in search of friends But for logical conclusion at an end People need not read But understand Your motive behind And remain not blind You need to be good poet And prefer not to be quiet You have holy task on hand To fight with pen till an end

You need to be good poet And prefer not to be quiet You have holy task on hand To fight with pen till an end

You need to be good poet And prefer not to be quiet You have holy task on hand To fight with pen till an end