Afraid Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am afraid to loose
Now I have to think and choose
How long will I be able to?
Write more and more and so precisely true

Still I feel energetic
With nature so romantic
Always happiness with smile
I suit the name of Hasmukh* meanwhile

Many ask me “how could I write?
Without consideration for any right
I scoff the theory at one side
I must speak them clear and confide

I am little orthodox in belief
The poems give me peace and relief
It allows the mind to speak
Keep humor intact and not make weak

Generally some of basic functions gradually die
Person prefers isolation and tries to retire
To keep little away from young people
As that makes them to think impossible

I refused to surrender any such logic
It had no basis or basic
Why person should sit in one side of the corner
Where as he is capable to deliver

*Hasmukh……... smiling face