For Number Of Nights Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

For Number Of Nights

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I have wept for number of nights
Not knowing well what will be wrong or right
Will the life make me still to fight?
Or throw me completely out of sight

I saw my parent struggling very hard
They were nobles of very poor standard
Even small penny may make their faces red
The face lines would run quickly for me to read

I will hide face and cry underneath pillow
What are dreams for them to make it really grow?
A thin hope of glimmer would make their faces smile
I shall look towards sky as coming up boy for while

Many parents may be leading in same stage
They may have happiness for poverty to manage
Even thought there may not be stiff resistance
On many things they may have high hope and insistence

I have never cursed life as such
They have done enough and so much
In given circumstances no body could have fared well
I am their representative to feel the pulse and proudly tell

I know for sure that it challenge in life ahead
It may not be rosy but with dangerous way to lead
I might have to settle in unhealthy environment
Yet it will be forceful move with total commitment

I have not faced heavy son’s exposure
Life is spent with so much joy and pleasure
Parents have taken care to see that I am having all
Everything is made available at instant call

It runs in my inner soul to give little tease
I want to give fair trial for a moment please
Will be able to provide what parents want in quickest way?
Will I be able to meet their expectations with bright hope and ray?

All these days will be pushed in memory box
Do I really know whether it will turn me as cunning fox?
Or a black horse who keeps no promises but only hollow words?
I think future may speak well for parents what to look forward


I have now Whole Ocean to swim
I have no stout body but very lean and thin
It will make me to thrust more in any direction
Yet I am determined to make concerted move with action

I am young man in twenties with colorful dreams
Dedicated to follow healthy principles and whims
With strong resolve to stay in with main streams
Expect others to welcome me with open and wide arms

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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