All By Gone Memory Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

All by gone memory
Some times making sad and sorry
Feeling no shame
No one to blame

It may be stored
In time and again adored
It was glorious past
Though did not stay and faded fast

It is end game
Though unwanted but came
Stay well with it and assess
Now you have enough time with recess

Time to feel glory or repentance
Many untold but known instances
It must be pushed aside at once
To be reminded later in all absence