All Restless Days Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

All restless days to count on in mind
No more wait or anxiety to find
Still it was there for me to slow down
For me alone to bear and wait on

The was rising daily with bright sun shine
Burning my skin in mid day for a while
Where was the shed I was searching for?
I was pacing with steps to the door

I have loved him from long days
I had not made it known but strived in many ways
What a joy I was finding in his daily rise?
Giving me all hopes with full of, promises

It with difference and wide angle
I wanted it to be proved as triangle
With arrival of his sign in my belly
To witness greenery in natural valley

I never desired for hot or warmth closeness
I did not venture for it or tied to trace
I knew it was well desired and expected phase
Still it was not to be had at ease

I wanted it to be a welcome acceptance
Long wait with meaningful substance
To be merged with soul at early stage or at once
I dared not to give it name of romance

I am not at all at cross road
Neither is it unbearable load
Nor an uninvited odd
It is after all blessings from the God

Will it rain in coming days?
Will it bring shower all the ways?
Will it end crunch much to the relief?
I will long for it with strong belief

It may prove in turning
All happiness and joy returning
Happy days again and end of long wait
All attributed to luck and fate




Was I right in hiding the sun?
Had it not made me to wait and run?
Well shadow may desert the body
I had still waited for somebody

I knew fully well that it will quench my thrust
As I had thrown whole wait and had complete trust
These are all needed in such trivial matter and is must
There were many other factors too to offer boost

I was well prepared for rejection
But tried hard without any inaction
I waited passionately even for good bye
But left no stone unturned with full try

The days are nearing to end day dreaming
Sun is getting hot and directly beaming
I shall have warmth and can plan its bath
There lays ahead a beautiful and lovely path