Treasure Island

hasmukh amathalal

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

flowers offer smile


“O lord, grant of another fine day”
I bow down and earnestly pray
Offer few words in silence and seek grace
It is real happiness

I know “life is to enjoy”
And pass the day with joy
All concern nears to heart
But I offer smile on face as an art

I seek no favor or fervor
But stand for simple honor
Lead the life peacefully
And seek it gracefully

Life is wide open
Look at it and act not all of sudden
It needs careful approach
Think in leisure time as such

Have enough of fun
But make no rash run
Try to see not behind
Look ahead to find

Flowers offer smile
That that aspect as well
Joy is all around
Just happiness is to be found

Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014

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