Oh My God
Saturday,10th November 2018
She wanted blessings
life was worth enjoying
she had the nice idea to be toyed with
to have the permanent union till last breath
her charm touched the height,
she thought, what can be the right?
she resited till last but could not resist
he lured her in magic and insisted
"oh my god! what happened"
She thought for a while and hastened
she tried to brush aside
but the fear was set well inside
her womb took the different shape
her thoughts dived so deep
people stared at her and he proved coward
what was left to her in this world!
"Nothing matters"
her left-hand moves further
baby shall come on this holy land
I shall be her mom an friend
how can we blame her?
she is holier than the holy
this is no way to ditch her and desert
I gave in painfully to this thought
Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how can we blame her? she is holier than the holy this is no way to ditch her and desert I gave in painfully to this thought Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta