Loose The Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Who will want to loose the face?
Even if with amidst stiff resistance and tough chase
Life itself is challenge and live race
You got to compromise many things in such case

I am not woman of strong resolve
But not weak either to solve
I stand on my own feet and look around
Search for solid stand and concrete ground

God may have different ideas for me
I was delivered fatal blow and fell down like tree
My heaven was just turned into hell
Nothing is there to remember and speak up well

He (my husband) was down to earth and very pious person
He will never argue for or against with any of the reasons
We had yet no issues as had not gone for in any season
We wanted to live each moment without daughter or son

He is no more and has been snatched away
This has darkened my path blocked the way
I have yet to raise head and look beyond
He was so attached to me and very fond

How can woman gather strength and face?
All stiff challenges and sustain the race
There is no other go but to run after
Whether rest of the life is spent with pain or laughter

People say I have face with charm
I see nothing wrong or feel any harm
It is way of living that may decide destiny
I shall definitely survive with the blessings from the almighty

I find nothing wrong with the way world moves on
Here every day makes you to struggle and pull on
Each morning brings great hopes and means to move
Only individual has to come out of shock and prove

I am no widow in that sense
I feel bad and at the same time turn tense
But that is quickly won over and set aside
World for me is unlimited and area very wide