Finally Over - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
It was all over in a friction of second
Relation froze and matter went out of hand
Eyes wore hostile look and completely changed
Ready for gunning down as if defeat is to be avenged
What else can be expected when relations loose warmth?
Who cares what will be the result or fallout aftermath?
It is simple game of supremacy to witness the down fall
Idiotic behaviour to go after blood thirsty call
One dropp of lemon is enough to spoil bucket of milk
Dark spot can be easily noticed on the white silk
Strained relation too can’t be hidden for a long period
Some one has to step in to mange the show or avoid
Serious efforts are needed finally at least
Its seriousness is definitely hidden in cloudy mist
One little attempt can really make the difference
One has to learn how to live with and draw the interference
Small action or little gesture can stave off the situation
One may think positive and go for evaluation
Little give and take may lead to happy solution
Why then are we not following with firm resolution?
Relations are like thin thread loosely attached
No one knows when they will be slightly detached?
Seriousness of thoughts and approach should be strengthened
Cement it further, grow with mutual trust and areas widened
Blood relations sometime come to rescue not immediately
Their action and reaction is felt slowly and lately
Warmth and futility is proved in the real crisis or test
Human relations grow and thrive it for best
It may take even longer than expected to build
Result may be known when start gradually to yield
It s fruit can be enjoyed for years to come
Any deviation or sordidness is never welcome
I shall prefer isolation or remain in dark
If simple talk is termed to dog’s bark
It can easily vitiate and lead to spark
Enough to destroy………………….
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