Weary Of Life Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Weary Of Life
Weary of life
Saturday,23rd March 2019
Lead me kindly to the light
if at all I am not the right
I pray in the night
with no doubt slight
I am not weary of life
even though, it is full of strife
that doesn't deter me
to feel safe and free
I am not a weeping child
who finds find no solace and gets wild
no doubt, I seek help
but that is only one step
I am tricked several times
but get no fume
I forgive at once
but don't take a second chance
Life has taught me many lessons
with the experience of persons
I don't term it treason
but just the change from the season
Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Andreas Bogdain
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