Form Of Human Art

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Form of human art Sunday,16th September 2018 We never loved you but believed in the talent that you are bestowed by the God at present Poetry is not for pleasing others but it is pure chance to offer the deprived and downtrodden who are desperately driven no verses can touch the heart even if it is cleverly worded in the form of an art until you become the attached part and sincere flow with its content we are all human beings and try to bring some kind of happiness for others if so, then you deserve cheers no one is perfect but what makes you to feel in fact if that is made in the form of confession you are really deserving place for humanly relation make love in your strong arm let the pen flow with kind storm it may not cause any damange but remove the old and worn out thing from the cage Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta

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