First Phase Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

First phase

Well, it is lust
When blasts
In open
To feel in heaven

It is momentary
But necessary
To feel climax
And then to relax

No doubt, it is unexpected
And acted
First time
To repeat many times

But believe me
You are free
To feel and explain
Later on

The tempo shall be over
The moment waves are
Travelling downward
And lose the thrust backward

Life shall cool down
And you shall own
The responsibility to move on
As first phase is won