The Bad Phase Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The bad phase
Friday,16th August 2019

I try to hide
and decide
not to come in open
and dream for live heaven

In sadness
I lose face
the shine goes away
the gloom descends and stays

I bring in artificiality,
and curb the feelings emotionally,
what do I gain?
it doesn't subside but increases the pain

it is not a true mentality
the bad phase may disappear gradually
the sun may shine again
the dark clouds shall not remain

day and night
inspire us to fight,
compel us to think what is wrong or right
and turn it to our delight

Hasmukh Mehta