Sad bye
Saturday,6th April 2019
She was in tears
And bore
Great anguish
And wanted to finish with words
I saw her swollen face
But was denied an access
She was in a critical phase
I found love's reversal trace
Was I responsible for her regret?
Had I ever stooped her to let?
Life is like changing phase
You retain or erase the memory
She bade farewell
With remorse in all
I could see her pain
And remained quietless
I took a pen and held memory
Why was she feeling sorry?
One can't get whatever he or she desires!
One must always admire the wishes
I felt dumb
And rubbed
The memory to cherish again
I remained helpless on the scene
Hasmukh Mehta
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem