Afraid

I am afraid to loose Now I have to think and choose How long will I be able to? Write more and more and so precisely true Still I feel energetic With nature so romantic Always happiness with smile I suit the name of Hasmukh* meanwhile Many ask me “how could I write? Without consideration for any right I scoff the theory at one side I must speak them clear and confide I am little orthodox in belief The poems give me peace and relief It allows the mind to speak Keep humor intact and not make weak Generally some of basic functions gradually die Person prefers isolation and tries to retire To keep little away from young people As that makes them to think impossible I refused to surrender any such logic It had no basis or basic Why person should sit in one side of the corner Where as he is capable to deliver *Hasmukh……... smiling face