Anger And Grief Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Storm always keeps you worrying
With lots of things to puzzle and carrying
Little sound of it makes you wonder
You are loosing heart at thunder

You want to sob but can not
You want to win war but can not be fought
You want to sleep but can not dream
You are alone in field without any team

You are shadowed with anger and grief
Some one has stolen your heart as thief
You watched it slip away with so much pain
You had expected nothing much from rain

The sea may make loud noise and roar
You are not comfortable and very soar
Something is taking heavy toll and drains you out
You are totally unaware and knew nothing about

You helplessly cry at sudden sorrow
The dark clouds have shadowed tomorrow
The sun may not bring any golden ray
You will have to find out your own way

Nature can never be cruel
It can not be compelled to play dual
What ever is there must be for real
There is nothing to hide or conceal

Life is not yet finished
It has given lots of pain and anguish
It might have flooded and ruined me completely
Yet I do not pass the blame wholly

I may wither the storm
Your memory may keep me warm
I see it as positive and try to learn
It may prove helpful in long run