And Thunder Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I look back and glimpse is caught
And find no time to take snap shots
It gives me pain along with sorrow
I give no more thought to flow

It went away with wind
Leaving behind
Sordid memory
To make me feel sorry

It was great fun
To anticipate and run
In direction
With simple indication

Now I find you no more
Waiting for me to adore
I miss those moments
Very much at present

The wind carries no joy
Its touch is not to enjoy
I stare at sky and wonder
I find no light and thunder