Shall Not Care Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Shall not care

I wish and pray
For their comfortable and peaceful stay
As they are part of my family
I have grown full tree

Had it been confined to me?
My thoughts could flee
Some more towards others
And wish them to usher too

But alas! I will not do
As I am not true to conscious
If I do the same with folded hands
The god shall certainly lend favor and mercy at the end


For the whole of life
I lived with torn strife
Still learnt nothing
And finally lost everything

No one was near
And I feared
I will die claimless
And members shall not care to tress even

Brothers and sisters
When talk to parents
Their tone is selfish
As if sacred relation is finished