No More Again Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No more

I was his queen
Totally submissive and accepted one
No crown
But specially known

Lovely son we had
He used to call"Dad, dad"
And run after your bike
But at that time, it did not strike

It was tremendous blow
Where and how to go?
He blasted like atom bomb
My house turned into tomb

He was to leave us
For no cause of mistrust
But just staying to another lady
He had relation already

"No mom, I shall be your companion"
I will show you real heaven
We both shall sail through
The life is really true

I looked at little baby
He was angel from almighty
I thought with it and accepted
He was no more to be opted