Way Of Thinking Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Way of thinking
Thursday,2nd December 2020

when body is inactive
mind is in restivestage
memory takes on
and carries on to the past

it leaves behind
deep scars to find
making me restless
to find out it' s traces

mind probes deep
raises questions
but finds no answers
much to my anger

I think about
and shout in wilderness
Who am I?
where from did I come?

it reads on
how many times to come on earth?
and face the death
with no easy breathe

this cycle will go on
many deaths shall become known
it is endless proposition
for the race known as human beings

everything is based on good things
that shall bring
peaceful breathing
when an end is nearing

know your worth
before approaches the death
do good, return shall be good
the mission shall then be understood

Hasmukh Mehta