I Know It Pains Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I Know It Pains



I know how it pains
When someone remains
In constant state of discomfort
We can feel bad but can not report

Yes same story repeats in each home
I feel like to cry but can not welcome
As a small boy I clearly remember
I had caused little injury to brother

He had resisted for horse riding
I was very much adamant and bidding
I picked stone and threw at
His elbow was fractured and caught

He fell down with pain
I cried with anguish and drained
I ran away from the scene
But cried and remained unseen

Mother had warned everybody not to admit
When I am back home to meet
Brother neither spoke bitterly not felt angry
I cried to his bed side and felt sorry

The family bond is sacred
We are all led
To believe in one thread
Whether each member is living or dead

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 24 August 2014

Mike Brindley less than 1 minute ago it happens to be scared and afraid either way of life

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 24 August 2014

I know how it pains When someone remains

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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