hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 33,376 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

At No Times - Poem by hasmukh amathalal

I stopped for a while
Normally it is not my style
I hurried up and sum up soon
As run was racing for noon

I forgot my existence
Made no insistence
Yet thrived for good relation
With smile and indication

Have I to worry?
To feel later on very much sorry
To collect more in life
Then face the wrath of knife

I never cared for worldly affairs
I felt it totally unfair
Nothing was useful
They were making me fool

Yet something was needed
Wife was essential and to be wedded
One company for whole of journey
I prayed for her blessings and mercy

She has brought lots of khushi* happiness
I always shine with red cheeks
She is with me all the times
I miss her at no times


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2014



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