Beyond Vision

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Beyond vision I shan't hate anyone As I am human first Rich or poor later But never as hater I know I will have to pack With all the stakes And presence inevitable Still I will last as bubble So I have seen With naked eyes a scene That is beyond vision So I have no confusion Some strange call reaches And preaches Gospel of humanitarian value "Never insult anyone who are very few" I pick the threads Weave beautifully up to an end Think that some birds might enter And make their habitat here What had in possession? When I was born I was with original body Wrapped around flash pieces and looked dirty So I take life as precious And wonderfully famous With no attachment left behind Life must have good memory to end

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