Busy Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Busy
My mind must reveal
And not conceal
What had it stored
And so far not explored
Yes from childhood days
To colorful college stay
It all reminds of beautiful presence
Truly heavenly side with an essence
Then comes most crucial phase
It is relatively spent at ease
With much of false show
And so much of intensity to grow
The fortune lies at feet
Many people are at door to greet
Each one is expecting favor
I too need pride and honor
It is given with condition
I hide many things for elation
I speak nothing against
It is in my best interest
Today I look back
And find nothing at stake
The sail was smooth and easy
Only life had kept me busy
Moving Letty Duke-Collins12 minutes ago Simple, to the point, and moving. Thank you for sharing this, you've inspired me.
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Busy Louis Joseph Barbier4 minutes ago Yes, I love it! Your words described well lives busy agenda! Some days I find myself in the same pickle too much to do and so little time. But after waking up each morning and thanking God for another day to solve the world problems we venture out or sit down and start writing. The hours pass me by and before I know it is lunch time than a siesta in the early hours of the afternoon. As you so well put it 'only life had kept me busy.' So keep on writing for as far as I can see you got a knack for it and love it! God bless. Comment +1