Leave The Place

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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What can be the consequence? If you are given no chance When one beats his own drum And another dances and keeps mum Such is form of obedience When one is eager to have audience To take advantage of weak person For whatever may be the reasons People go for any compromise Even forget the cause and breach the promises This is modern trend and assertion Where little is cared for the relation This is exactly what transpires When two find same empire Where no resistance is tolerated Self prophecy is on fore and equated Poetry is given secondary importance It becomes just show and little farce too Owner thinks he is master Then who cares for readers? Whatever the case may be The body is infected and not free The disease has spread Mind has become inactive and is already dead See if you can find free environment Where your poetical thoughts can make movement Leave the place if that has become cage This is the right time with crucial phase

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