Accept Its Knock Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Accept Its Knock
Bury the past
And last
Against future
That is secured
No one likes autumn
It adds concern
We need cold
As spring opens its fold
But that falls in winter
And it is too severe
Very energetic
Youthful with magic
It has gone
And damage is done
When shall it come back again?
I feel punch and pain
Le m brace for tomorrow
That shall allow
Me to welcome autumn
I shall accept its knock and not condemn
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Bury the past And last Against future That is secured