Make Free Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Worrisome face
trying to trace
real love and peace
to lead lei at ease

May be not in sight
to feel right
but no more fight
to make it right

Love can stay
and go away
but not the feelings
that makes one being

I go down
and try to remain unknown
with existence
and no more insistence

If that is luck
and I am struck
destiny may take me
and make free

I shall live alone
But not as tamed one
That shall find me
Honor under heavenly tree