A love for flower
It was not going well
There was nothing more to think or tell
We did nothing except allowing axe to fall
It was disseverance to nature’s call
I passed through the same sand desert
The wing was slowing blowing with concert
It did touch my cheeks with no warmth
Some thoughts entered to remind me forth
I had no love for rising sun
It was about ugly or bad turn
I had to miss her for whole tenure
She may hunt for complete future
You were there as natural flower
Grown out of hot wind in rainy shower
With all beautiful features in your arsenal
It reminded me of spring’s arrival
It reminds me of gently spoken words
They were quite enough to look forward
Dream of a land where sky was generally to meet
The sand was making way for our resolute feet
Soon the cool breeze may evaporate
The night mare may only be left to narrate
The dusty and hot wind may blow
We have resolved to be part and grow
The nature has proved cruel
It has added and fuel
Igniting the wishes with no extinguishers
Where are those all my good wishers?
I shall come back again
With all flowers in hand to remain
With your close identify for ever
Shall it not stay forever and ever?
I never back tracked and ran away
It was pulling me far and away
The cool breeze never appealed
All thoughts of desertion got repealed
I know it may be living hell
It may be doom’s day and hell
I remember you always and offer a pray
It is neither easy to forget
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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