No Cry Here And
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No cry here and
Sunday,21st Nov 2021
Power is never given
it is inherited
if such things exist
one shouldn't insist
why should one cry?
and fly away
from the natural things
and try to bring confusion
the sun has to emerge
and purge the darkness
night has to set in
and the darkness has to be seen
everybody has to meet the fate
and keep self-update
the river has to rush towards the ocean
love has to create a scene
everybody is bound by duty
it is taken over alternatively
day to night and sun to moon
the garden is to flower and so the blossom
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
World poet laureate
© Hasmukh A. Mehta
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