Sore Indication Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sore indication

It just vanished
As life was not finished
I woke up to face the challenges
And equally resolved to manage

You had deserted
With concerted efforts
To malign and trouble
But I had fully decided to struggle

Even though I was mad after
And sometimes roared into laughter
It was foolishness
To aimlessly chase

Yes time has gone by
And I try
Not to look back with pain
Still it has occupied place or remained

I was not to blame anyone
As it was not his creation
But certainly it developed thaw in relation
The result being sore indication