Nice poetry

Friday, 25th Feb 2022

No, I am not the poem

I am the blossom

the blossom of the flower

a flowing water of the river

No, I am not cruel

I don't give pain at all

sometimes, I rise with the waves

and behave with the sentiments

I live in verse

but give no excuses

to curse

but reckon with the force

catch my nerve

and serve

with soothing device

and suffice the need of human beings

heal the wounds

not to be found again

give life to the words

and spirit to explain

If I can make happy a single man

it shall be a credit given

to the efforts and drive

it shall provide a means to live happily and survive

Dr Hasmukh Mehta

D. Litt, Folt

World poet laureate

© Hasmukh A. Mehta