Real Respite Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Real respite
Saturday,31st August 2019

Night shall bring real respite
from tiresome who day's plight
with no regret whatsoever
I wait for starts to emerge and twinkle there

I prepare
to surrender
an almighty and go for sleep
it is now totally in His hands to keep

I am unsure of next days sunrise
as it may surprise to many
with no movement in my body
and to be declared it as a dead body

It happens daily
I die every day
and come again live
to kneel down before God and belie in his power

God only knows
but we bow
before his might
and feel it is right

Hasmukh Mehta