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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem