Midas Again Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not Midas but your touch
May transform stone into gold as such
The bond may last forever
The memory shall guide ever

Life needs just a feeling
It is enough for smiling
Life can be changed into gold
The opening may be good with new world

The pain and hardship may matter less
As hardship shall always strengthen bond in critical phase
It may bring unit of belonging
That shall be forever and lasting

Her hand offers live heaven
The happiness rushed all of sudden
I forget the struggle that was on the way
We have found out permanent ways

The new baby may bring the happiness
The blossom shall spread the fragrance
We shall again be dreaming about golden life
She is Midas again in the form of wife