A Sullen Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She stood there with sullen face
It was indication of loosing race
May be she faced there real failure
I couldn’t make it sure

Whole life you did not struggle
I viewed it from different angle
You were in civilized society and not in jungle
You still tried to fly like an eagle

You were firm in your resolve
You tried desperately to solve
You went so deep and involved

Smile had just disappeared
All troubles in store as it appeared
You were bold enough to stand
You needed no helping hand

It was never intended
No words spoke or pretended
Why it was so needed?
Advices seemed hollow and not heeded

It is real game
Never wanted it but came
Head high but not with shame
No use for anybody to blame

You went to its limit
Nothing was left to omit
He meant all the time to desert
Forceful try to make it known or assert

It was your pride that came to fore
You never surrendered to it that before
Did it allow you or permit
You went along with it

Was it an extreme edge?
Were you ripe for age?
Were you not left to wolves?
Does u know now here it revolves?



Your were prepared for any event
You did strike at right moment
Though there was silent movement
You stood your ground and never lamented

You only asked his blessings
You had everything missing
You loved earth to be kissed
Though entire thing was messed

Make it know that you stand for value
You may have all whatever is due
It is not running away from scene
You may make it definite win