A Day At Home - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
First day at home without her
So much to worry and bother
Though we lived happily together
She changed like bad weather
She was real and inseparable part
Though we lived miles apart
I imagined carrying her in cart
I was making most use of it as smart
It may not be happening all of sudden
There may be some scuffle even
She was not intolerant at all
How come she neglected the call?
She might have calculated the risk
The schedule was heavy and brisk
She was not here and whisked away by wind
I ran amuck here and there but could not find
I did not realize the real impact
She was far but near in fact
I was really hesitant to act
But why did she foolishly react?
Who would bring us together?
How the situation may alter?
How will come near and whisper?
My ears really long to hear
I would love to be in her company
When would she come back and accompany?
To be away, you need no many reasons
You are not such a cruel person
I pray almighty to grant you some sense
I am fed up with this long nonsense
I shall come out of isolation
It may certainly spoil very good relation
I know I can’t stay for long
I must adjust even if you were wrong
I can’t take everything for song
You must come back and stay along
The sun may come with bright light
I shall be able to see you with good sight
We won’t be entangled in wrong or right
There is no slight reason to feel bad or fight
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