No Remorse Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No remorse
Monday,1st October 2018

We were under the sky
and tried to know why?
what had gone wrong?
when we happily sang

the life was cruel
and didn't go well
with our fate
we were too late

we met the number of times
and bodily enjoyed several times
was it the course?
we had no remorse

it was the wish and desire
and I always admired
with no reservation
it was the holiest of the holy relation

Today, I sit back
and think about
what went wrong all of sudden!
why did it turn gell from he heaven?

Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta

Courtesy: Brooklyn & Boyle