A deer at heart

At heart you were deer
liked by all and to be addressed as dear
preferred nice words to hear
without any stab to fear

Lions do not roar
still there is uproar
he has wild land to rule
In nice king's role

A lion does not share
he never looks around and stare
still everyone praises his role as fair
there is charm and thickness in air

No one tries look so elegant
it comes automatically or instant
people may know by actions or words
As there are blessings from the lords

It is nice to dream a reality
noble and standard is the quality
it drives powerfully among herds
the beautiful music will be made by birds

it is fantasy but not stupidity to remain near nature
that accords permanent refuge for future
we sail against winds and reach the shore
still remain ordinary and ask no more

I shall remain as earthly as possible
though with strong mind but body as feeble
Still I shall look upon as victorious man
As I have acted only human

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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