With The Word Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
With The Word
With the word
Sunday,12th May 2019
With the word"Hasmukh"
It fills smile with shine on "Mukh" face
there is a rush of blood
but joy within is never understood
"Why remain so much sentimental"?
as an individual
when pouring so many sentiments
and present in a lovely style
how much happiness it brings near!
when sweet words pour
filling the mind with no fear
as if spoken by a very dear person
I never hide
but always confide
of what is going on in the mind
I leave it to her and find
she is clear
and whispers
in no uncertain term
now it is my turn
how can I dream about anything?
and say something
about the feelings that I have!
silently observe and behave nicely
Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Hagia Sofia
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how can I dream about anything? and say something about the feelings that I have! silently observe and behave nicely Hasmukh Mehta Courtesy: Hagia Sofia Hasmukh Amathalal