Rush Not Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Rush not
Wednesday,13th March 2019

I was never a toy
to take look at and enjoy
and throw later
and make suffer

you can't play
with loving heart and stay
comfortably in isolation
that is not called relation

it is my art
to remain the part
and never depart
or desert

I am messenger of peace
so please
play not any dirty game
and later on claim the pity

break me into pieces
yet you shall not be at an ease
i will rise with flower
and offer it to you as lover

come, peace is here
so keep no fears
bear the pain and anguish
love is to move steadily and not rush

Hasmukh Mehta