Furious Way Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You had gone blind
From kind to unkind
You strained the relation
Forget about the appreciation alone

Now also you run in direction
Where absolutely needed no action
Your prestige is salvaged
As you have ably managed

Words can't be enough always
That can lead you to good way
Words are after all words
Only means to learn and look forward

It did hurt me often
But you were not bothered even
You did what you wanted!
And I almost fainted

No worth can be realized
Until it is proved and obliged
It has its own meaning
It is simple way of winning

Sometimes truth is taken for lies
It has no other means to try
It is like vast horizon with sky
Less you ask more you create why?

Bygones are bygones
There can be only conclusion
What should we remember?
And what should be forgotten?

Even dustbin does his job
No one can deny her role or rob
It how best we can make use of
Make mockery of it or simply laugh

Human relation is more important
Person may come and go for instant
What remains behind is just shadow
We may always remember it allow