Without Blink Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I lived glorious past
That had different colors to last
With parents backing
I was so much banking

Even though they were poor
But very straight and cordial to neighbors
Many came and financially helped
When I got adulthood I went personally and thanked

Today they are not among us
Yet I fully express trust
Not for their generosity
But their faith in almighty

They used to express n face
"This child has an ability to trace"
Correct path and firm lines to sail
He will rise to top position and avail

I remember those words
Sit down and pray lord
"God please rest their souls"
How shall I repay debts in all?

I shall make some amends
And send
Positive signals
To help people like me in general

Why not feel that stage again?
And maintain
Old links
To help other people without any blink….