The Old Memories Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The old memories
Wednesday,18th March 2020

I wish to fly
To the old memories and try
To live with those moments
And feel its sweetness at present

My childhood
And simple food
It gives me immense pleasure
To be with all those who were dear and near

Everybody knew me by name
The parent too claimed
The position for their status
This increased my trust

How come this happen!
To a simple parent as human beings
Who have no such luxury to afford!
I realized it was their commitment with the word

Everybody respect to a noble man
Who not only acted as human
But served in his capacity
Without waiting for adversity for his drive

The selfless approach and simple living
It led me into believing
Not the present age that is aimed at to material gain
But the past that remained intact with human feelings

Hasmukh Mehta