Lip sayers
Friday,30th August 2019
Things do not move as you wish
and finish
with the ugly turn
and return with tragic memory
people turn very harsh
and push
you to the corner
leading more anguish and anger
you love people
and believe
they are your sympathizer
but they turn out to be lip sayers
you are determined to create new things
break the old one and try to bring
the new one into force
you are applying your whole source
either it may bloom
or prove gloom
with no room to retrace step
rather push them to go non-stop
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem