Welcome to an old age home
Thursday,11th April 2019
Remorse never
patiently hear
draw near
and console dear
it all happens
when age hastens
old age knocks
and life is rocked
never mind of youth
now you are at the doorstep of death
waiting for the chance
to avail at once
yes. " an old age" homes
always welcome
give shelter and offer
some room for peace alter
what does all this mean?
have we not tried to win?
the time and near ones
yes, time stands bygone
curse no one,
enjoy with everyone,
share the past memory
and pray to an almighty
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A magnificent poem, sir Hasmukh.......10++++++++++