Ordinary And Human Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It shall always be found
Footprints on the ground
When go for identity search
And reach to the point

I leave behind
To find
Some impression
Good or bad experienced with relation

I have done no good
But clearly understood
Its importance
Along with consequences

Whenever I tried to look back
I found large book
To be rewritten with memory
Not for worry but to feel cheery

It was never dark spot
But spoke with lot
In private and in general
I felt just human, ordinary and normal