Treasure Island

hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

No more me


I did not know
When did I slip to go?
I found myself helpless
Not able to control in any case

He too was sincere
Not afraid with any fear
He disclosed it many times
I was loosing to him this time

Yes I will not object
When he may come near and react
I shall resist no more
He will smile and feel no sore

Oh god, what was happening?
I was really shining
My face was getting uplift
There was clear shift

It was no more me
I was not free
The lovely bird out in open
The change was sudden

I shall chirp
And keep
Melody with tune
That shall be heard and seen

Submitted: Sunday, August 24, 2014

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