When Reaching An Age
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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When reaching an age
Wednesday,1st May 2019
When I grow old
so many things may be told
on my face and on the back
with unbearable pain and at stake
not only the past may hunt
the mind shall bear the brunt
not allow rest to appear on the face
and it shall really be the critical phase
I shall watch helplessly
but may come down easily
at the happenings around
as peace has to be found
I may fall down from the grace
people around may not even glance
as I am not considered as a spent force
never to be replenished from any source
it is nature's cycle
that approaches all the individuals
but it depends on how best can you deal?
and feel the luxury of life in real
let dark appear before eyes
but try valiantly
not to fall from own conscience
and seize the beautiful moments at once
Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Kurt Kindeeermann
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