Joy For Ever Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

One can’t write while being sick
You get always unknown kicks
That reminds us of something wrong
You even dislike natural song

Flowers seem with dull colors
As if offering fragrance no more
Petals make all that difference
Eyes refuge to look at once

Yes sick mind is reflection
Of being negated by an action
The nature seems hostile
The mind wants to rest for a while

It is natural phenomenon
Beauty remains unknown
Nothing appeals and attracts
Life seems to be unknown fact

Beware of one thing
Life demands something
Brush aside sickness and think
Life is to move and not to sink

Morning light brings message
The body may slack due to an age
The mind and heart should remain healthy
That is wish of powerful almighty

“The thing of beauty is joy for ever”
Eyes may always like and refuse never
The world around is so beautiful
Only keep your self smiling and purposeful