Make Time-The Friend Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Make time -The friend
Saturday,8th August 2020

O, dear friend!
come to me and end the uncertainty
it is a gift from an almighty
and we need to follow it rigorously

o, dear soul!
why do you call it a foul?
even the newly constructed wall has to fall!
when? only time may tell

new haws to born
an old has to be torn apart
it can never remain as a permanent part
life must have a new start

hear me if you can!
I shall not warn
but gently speak
make you feel confident and not turn you weak

Gold has to lose shine
as life has been defined
you got to take a break
and allow the time to speak

even if you are on the top
you shall be stopped and brought down
succumb to the time pressure
but not as a failure

Dr. Jadia Hasmukh