Exile gate
Thursday,20th December 2018
Sometimes, we prove the greatest enemy
always curse an almighty
for not meeting the demands
and suffer endlessly
Jealousy is on the top
and goes non-stop
towards friends and near ones
and joy is shared with none
she is devoted
but ignited with negative thoughts
"will he desert any time"?
he reassures still blame is passed on"
he develops irritation
and this results in a declination
he refuses to accept her viewpoints
and sordidly laments here approach
the end has become known
she is blown into despair
and left to her own fate
and sent to exile gate
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem