Little Week End Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are easily ditracted
And wrongly acted
But weakness is hidden
Correction is marred even

The ego is hurt
The pain is felt at heart
Mind is easily not withdrawn
The mistakes are not owned

The sadness is not exposed
The goodness is supposed
The false front is put before
People are forbidden to come near

No one is allowed to peep
Full precaution in readiness to keep
No one should come to know little secret
We are not making it let

We are disturbed
But desire is not curbed
Still more is to be added
The concept is to be further traded