hasmukh amathalal (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

No one can really define
Painful moments and feel fine
It invites feeling with sad state
Not really in position to think about fate

Normally man can bear it little
It may take no time to settle
It has relevance and some effects
But hardly matters for his act

He looks back for real causes
But finds only remorse
Nothing more for his survival
Yet that was good signal with arrival

It is not easy to forget
And still painful to let
But as night passes on
Day takes over to be at top in noon

It is intimacy that pinches more
The person has deserted to whom you adored
Life did not turn out to be expected as good
The real meaning of it was never understood

No one is to be blamed except circumstances
There were golden moments with chances
You missed it for one reason or another
Now everything has turned out to be heavy on your shoulder

One will have to cope with new reality
It has always been termed as good quality
It might have happened to man or woman
Sentiments are same and felt as human

I would love to comment
Take it bravely but never resent
As there had been little glimmer of hope
It has gone now with big full stop