hasmukh amathalal

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

Go for stroll


Be earthly child
You may definitely find
Not only natural colors
But good humors too

Birds may be flying here and there
You may not think bad and dare
Lovely surrounding with nice atmosphere
Mind at rest with no more fear

Coolness
With so much fineness
What freshness on face
Peace and no chase

Everything is to be found at ease
New energy to release
No more noise please
Nothing to worry and nothing to tease

Little space with easy walk
Total silence with no more talk
Inhale fresh air and breath
Make it habit till your death

Know where you belong to
Life and facts remain true
Judge the course and action
Calm composure with no more reaction

Enjoy moment with happiness and pleasure
Settle for while and make it sure
Nature will guide you to reach an ultimate
Think of futile mission and its fate

Submitted: Wednesday, February 08, 2012

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