Our Stand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Our stand

It is cracking
And staking
Separation
In relation

You were far away
But had simple way
To aligning with bond
It was like fishes in ponds

We moved with sentiments
And exchanged comments
We were love birds
And enjoyed words

But you were fatigued
And argued
Against the distance
It was making you tense

I advised
And promised
To be always ready
For close alliance to remain steady

No rift
But clear shift
As you have already drifted
And openly stated

No blame
To claim
On anyone
As our stand has become known