No Easy Time Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No easy time
Thursday,23rd May 2019

You do everything
throw my precious things
tear out pages of a book
erase the writing and shake the head

paint my picture with black paint
and maintain
the sturdy silence
still, you will remain tense

you burn my house
bear the grudge
with defamatory articles on the page
my spirit shall still keep an edge

is it that easy?
to remain choosy!
forget the past sweet moments
and present the isolation

it shall not allow
the sleep and follow the rest
you will have no easy time
but feel guilty as if committed the crime

Hasmukh Mehta