I wish to write more about me
With colorful desires sitting under tree
My thought may be set and allowed to flee
Find some one of my choice and see
I wish not to live.
But nobody may believe
Human beings are not only selfish
But make end also fine finish
Ask even dying man
He will ask for beautiful woman
He will have still left some wishes
Even though his body may soon be reduced to ashes
Some of the life aspects really astonish
It might have remained our earnest wishes
Yet its fulfillment was under cloud
For we were not allowed to speak loud
Best way open for me was to write
Write for others but certainly to delight
As we are all governed greed and desires
So one needs to be prepared some kind of satires
I look at those creatures
How god has made them to reassure!
To remind us of beautiful world
Not for sale or never to be sold
See the flowers of gardens with colors
They have not changed or sought so far
See the beautiful smile on faces
As if nature is let loose in open race
I write about love, tragedy and pain
Agony, deception, treachery all comes in chain
They come, disappear and strike again
Again come back to make it beautiful with rain
I am 'hasmukh'* by name but may be irrelevant
The name was adopted by poor parent
I was to bring happiness and joy in family
No one knew about future to look it silly!
J UnitedPoets AndArtists What a lovely write! Excellent job! 45 minutes ago · Like
heather wilkins Could it be because a woman completes the man? nice writing. I like the meaning of the name too. nice
Marietta Mardirossian GREAT THAN EVER, SUCH A BEAUTIFUL WRITE! about an hour ago · Like
More about me I wish to write more about me With colorful desires sitting under tree
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Wilfred Caraballo Great write Hasmukh Mehta. Thank you for sharing. :)