The Soul Retorts Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The soul retorts
Thursday,29th October 2020

Try to kill your own instinct
that instructs you
to be revengeful
and forceful

"No, I can't do" the soul retorts
I can't support
such move as a precondition
I have my own self-ignition

life is not as easy as we think
think over and try to put with ink
you shall sink a thousand times
but will get only blame in return

everybody wants to open a new leaf
and try to remain brief
but it doesn't provide any relief
it can't change belief overnight

there is still good hope
you can't stop certain things
your inner urge may request you to stop smoking
so stop it and not take it jokingly

some discipline is a must in life
we should trust our even if we face life with torn strife
something done is better
life shall remain pleasant and happier

Dr Jadia Hasmukh