No Poems Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It was first poem after retirement from service
Even thought I had written many letters against officers
But not in verses any time for literary taste
The mind was diverted fully and rested

The stage advanced from something to nothingness
The day approached when I had nothing to chase
No activity for gainful employment or commitment
It was altogether you can say solitary confinement

The time was enough at disposal
No strict rules to follow with proposals
Simple and easy life to pursue with laziness
The wife had one spare person to face the happiness

“Now I will have to be careful as full freedom is at stake”
I saw such attitude in her behavior but reassured her for my sake
“Be at ease as I am going to be simple poet” I reaffirmed
She took deep breath and her assurance too was confirmed

“How much presence is important at home”?
“How far it is needed and when will you be welcome”? I tried to analyze
You are seen as red signal for all family members
As they feared about an end of freedom era to remember

The mind became restless and poem disappeared
My own existence as freedom fighter was vanished
The lion was out of cage but there were no forest
I smiled at whole of the universe and decided to rest