Timing With Place Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

There is definite timing with place
Where you can light up your face
Bring all the glitters of gold in memory
All past happiness not to cause any worry

The heart may beat in isolation
Even though there is no direct relation
It has to beat to express solid attachment
As there is holy internal movement

No season in fact matter
All colors appear and disappear later
Someone may be lucky enough
Life may prove smooth or very rough

The falling leaves don’t scare me as time moves on
The wind blows gently even if dews have gently blown
I feel no chilly winds to have gentle touch
I have missed it this before as such

He has done it with great warmth
I had to miss its effect aftermath
How many years have passed on since it happened?
I give more thrust on memory to be sharpened

You made it fascinating colorful rainbow
The colors were not allowed easily to go
The time took it away without any notice
I sit here under the open sky to remember the promises

Whole world would have fallen to my knee
I was in youth and totally free
I could have surrendered at first call
I was determined to rush after scaling the wall

Well it is not yet over and I still miss those moments
I believe it was precious time and heavenly sent
We could not unite for the same time and space
As there was no necessarily to go mad race