Deadly Tomb Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Deadly tomb

Touch me not
Else you shall be caught
And turn into ashes
For life to finish

I am not plant
Like touch me not
But fire
With burning desire

You shall repent
And never present
For company again
You shall always remain in pain

Get ready
If you have already
Decided to go ahead
I am prepared to lead

I shall read
Your intention and
You shall be turn dead
On rosy bed

This is what I am!
And no one can tame
As I am real time bomb
Enough to create for others "deadly tomb"