Prolong Chance Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Prolong chance

Time is lost
That has cost
Life time sorrow
And it shall grow more

You deceived family
The children were on road already
You committed unpardonable sin
Such parallel is never seen

You want someone to forgive
And give
Some relief
Now you are fallen leaf

You shall suffer
Undergo pain with hunger
No one shall see you with kind eyes
You shall curse despite earnest tries

Learn a lesson
For quite good reasons
We need not break holy alliance
But carry with prolong chance