Powerful Person Here Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Powerful person

I realized my worth
When you nearly sent me to death
I was left alone to suffer
And you claimed as deserter

Why was it so?
So I decided to go
With whatever I had
I became powerful person as dad

Now I was master
With no more questioner
Or break applier
I was quite struggler

The gain was mine
And loss was fine
I had nothing to regret
As each step was making me perfect

I proved as strong woman
With own creation of heaven
Where only divinity existed
And for truth, I always insisted