Butterflies Around Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Butterflies Around
Painted with natural brush,
Butterflies around plants and bush
I run after them to catch live,
Kids insisting for catch not one but five,
Stayed almost with colourful life,
Spacious bungalow with beautiful wife,
Lavish parties with friends around,
Joy and happiness always found,
Time was passing with precise clock,
Morning started with splendid voice of cock,
Cool breeze, little dews with bright shine,
Life seemed to be easy and passing fine,
Suddenly it sensed I am running out of time,
Something to be done for unfinished goal prime,
planned absolutely nothing for future days,
Though friends suggested and showed the ways,
What did worry me the most?
Were the precious life days stand lost?
Does that it mean to suffer very high cost?
Waited for message to come by post?
I thought of going for final count down,
Destiny was certain and almost known,
The slight thought sent me a chilled wave,
Holding of defeatist views but putting up of front brave,
Days did not pass as I wanted,
Went to holy places and hymns chanted?
Prayed for easy and smooth passage for life journey,
Three fourth of it went for marry making and collecting honey
Success and failure had no other key,
I ran after money like mad monkey,
It was just craze and blind rush,
All luxury at disposal still more the push,
No use to go down or look at the back,
Time wasd nearing end and waiting for final pack,
Realized it so late that nothing will accompany,
Wife, son, daughter or no more holding of company
Another beautiful poem from you Good rhyming. And expressed well Enjoyed reading it. Thanks
An amazing poem conveying very deep thoughts about the cruelty of Life and Time and the illusions they offer us during our youth, once ageing one realizes the futility of all our endeavours...Death is lurking for us and will take us naked, with no car, wife or money...Read my poem: 'The fair ghost of death', it can be a sequel to your poem.
Painted with natural brush, Butterflies around plants and bush I run after them to catch live, ...........10
'Success and failure had no other key, I ran after money like mad monkey, ' as usual, wonderful poetry.. i like it a lot.
A realistic poem to the core...Nothing accompanies but ourself..Winnie
...we always search and find what, who we're looking for, even when we don't realize we're looking...when found we know...never let go. ALL my butterflies caught my heart.
Another poem of life's reality. Oftentimes natural beauty is eclipsed by material things. Thanks to the narrator for using his natural poetic talent to point out that human nature is long lasting...the family. A 10 I enjoy your end rhymes that add perfect movement to this poem.
wow such a wonderful read i had......you really penned something worthy and amazing! 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Painted with natural brush, Butterflies around plants and bush I run after them to catch live, .........10