If you can save, you will find the saint's coat, which is a word wasted.

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In deep scrutiny about you,

They are all on a forever trip.

Sai! You say something about stress,

People are confused, in cotton.

When darkness melts with the light of self,

Then there will be no difference in Poonam-Amas.

Many raise their ears against you,

There are many hands in your development.

The princess is swinging,

Gokha shining in the light of a lamp.

If you can save the saint's coat,

The word wasdef you in speech and luxury.

- Amit Vyas

Amit Vyas is an old name in Gujarati poetry. His poetry is full of freshness and novelty. This Ghazal is proof of that. From Ghalpi Balashankar till now, many Ghazals have adopted Ghazals. Many poets have successfully carried out their Naiya in the river Ghazal. Amit Vyas is one of them.

Six shares of this ghazal running with Hamdardif Hamkafiya are marked in his personal currency. The first share is easy-to-understand and simple. What about you? How about a poet's girlfriend? No, this is a matter of world lovers. God has a finger pointing. Anyone who goes out to inquire about God remains on a life-long journey. No one has ever been on this earth as if God had been seen and fulfilled. It is different if someone has experienced his grace. And so the real fun of the quest is on the journey.

People are often caught up in charms and superstitions in attaining altruism. The poet here took cotton as a symbol. People are confused in cotton, the stress is to reach. We are always busy talking about things in general. The strings of the heart have to tingle to achieve tension. If you release the cotton, the wire is broken, the whole cotton is black. Need an inside light for that? What about the light from the outside that is illuminated by the brightness of the inside? Is it Amaus or Poonam? There is no need for anything else when darkness begins to dissipate with the light of self.

Many people are very disturbed by their condemnation. But we must take it positively. Gandhi once told Kok that Bapu nowadays, people are also drinking alcohol. Bapu replied, Drunk people have started to wear khadi to say so. Instead of treating blasphemy as destructive, medicine improves our mental health! In this way, our slanderers also have a role in our development.

The story of the princess swings a little? The listener or the listener may run. It is here that the poet is amazing. The story builds on that miracle. It is fascinating to imagine the story unfold in celebration of the lamp burning in Gokha.

The poet has amassed a final share. It is in the hands of a man to take the word. Whether you want to speak a verse or a verse, it is in your hands. There is no such thing as a word save. Misleading or derogatory words can lead to constructive results if used in the right direction. If the word wasted in falsehood is served with a heart, then a human being can get the saint's coat. Chandrash Makwana has written a beautiful share, "You can spend thousands of ways in the time you spend stopping the path." Let us logout only with the creation of immense diameter.

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Undoing the past is refreshing;

There is still one arm in length!

All of them,

Where does it all come from?

While having to guard,

Here everything happens one to two!

If left alone in front of the glass,

Nineties face reflects!

The only benefit of forgetting,

How many roads become familiar!