Don't Prove Me Wrong Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Don't prove me wrong

Thursday, April 5,2018
2: 36 PM

Don't prove me wrong
I didn't sing a song
You made move
And proved me wrong

You were affectionate
And clearly related
To fatherly figure
I worried not and stayed secured

What do I know about an intention?
You shamed the relation
I was violated and cursed
You won the game and teased me

Was it a crime to wear short clothes?
When at home and breathed happily
You entered as the vulture
And show your face with the damned culture

Where shall go and complain?
And remain down with pain
You left me with no place to raise the head
As I sat on the floor with enough of blood

I said to all
But they all made me responsible for fall
I was forced to eat humble pea
The ears turned deaf to hear any plea