Cold In Noon Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Cold in noon

I have stopped worrying
As it was carrying
Hell lot burden
Adding some more concerns

I was delighted to have you
But soon it proved untrue
You were fading and appearing
I soon started fearing

I was tot ake decision
And I took it with precision
You were not the person I should dream
You were not at all fit for team

I started missing your presence
And soon took turn to absence
I wanted no more chance
It was immediate step at once

Good bye even if I had entered
You were never centered
I defocused soon
And felt cold in afternoon