No More Sadness Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No more sadness

No more on losing ground
It must be found
Quickly and soon
The sun must set in to get hot in noon

Shed away desperations
And show some excitation
You look wonderful in African attire
I fully admire

Some moments may make you to worry
But feel no sorry
They may evaporate
And soon clear the luck or fate

Smile with cause
And pose
As if nothing has happened
You are not at all saddened

I wish I could console
And call
To brief
And provide relief