Only Sign Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Only Sign



Yellow
That allows
The autumn to set
Near sign of cruel fate

The old age
Never liked in any age
Untold suffering and its tale
We simple turn pale

We cling to relatives
And like child behave
We don't want to separate
But far to be addressed as late

Yes, you remember your golden past
That has just lasted
One blow from mighty wind
May make your fall on ground

Another blow may sweep you away
To be buried in deep way
Only sign should be left on stone
Our beloved here has gone

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 November 2014

welcome Scott Ransopher, JaiRam Tiwari, Joane Salvador Just now · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 November 2014

Hasmukh Mehta welcome kati arana and nida aftab Just now · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 November 2014

Yellow That allows

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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