Shall Halt Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Shall reach

I am reaching destination
With thoughts full of bonds and relation
I shall carry truck load of well wishes
And finally reach

It is really dreamed
And I am overwhelmed
With beam of love thought
I have definitely sought

Train runs faster
And whistles thereafter
To remind people of my arrival
At last station

I had never thought
That it should halt
In between stations
Tom accept the jubilation from friends

I do not who shall receive
And who shall deceive
But I shall reach with flowers
And finally surrender