My Lovely Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My lovely “Bad man from India” “Stalker from India” “Hacker and flirt” I was honored Many sub names were awarded The hacker played a trick He applied with strong stick I was down like crest fallen tree Never to regain like born free My old cuckoo sang differently “O bad teaser, go away” she blasted me recently” I am on different path Never tease me but allow peaceful breathe Cuckoo has found another refuge Very big and hug shelter Somewhere in oasis desert She has become now expert “I shall sing for my new admirer” She whispered and openly defied I shall be happy there I wondered about her craziness here She is in delighted mood I have thought for food “Never go wrong on this front” I teased “I shall bear all the brunt” she uttered slowly

A wonderful poem on 'The Cuckoo'. Gargi Saha, Hyderabad 16 July,2015 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Hamukh Bhai, it is admirable. Many have written verses on the cuckoo but none has hugged it. But you have performed this great feat. Really admirable. KH Prabhu, Kumta, Karnataka - 581343 16 July,2015

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Naidz Ladia Oldy, oh my dearest oldy...the poem is so nice...we r really friends...anyway Tho the thought of the poem is likely a teasing one but it s closer ti reality...he has me oldy...he has me..owwwwwwww Unlike · Reply · 1 · 8 hrs

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