The Leaves Fall Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I tried to wink but eyes refused
I uttered something but got confused
Why was it not responding to me precisely?
I preferred to remain calm and observe wisely

I go back to my initial days and tried to probe
The different wind was blowing across the globe
There were slightly diminishing areas
My repeated request was failing as useless pleas

Joint families are vanishing very fast
It has survived long but not difficult to last
The sweeping changes are coming from all direction
At no stage we can point any of their single actions

My lips are not opening fully for any music
I used to sing when child’s entry was so much symbolic
I had dreamed he may take me for walk one day
Take my full care and not leave in the middle of the way

I am not sure whether that has proved true
What more have I to wait for and view?
Their changed attitude with so much pain!
Think of not good but bad conduct and sin!

I used to be what I am today and same this before
There was no less contribution and expectation more
I did whatever I could do in my ordinary position
Brought them up in nice way and formed good composition

It is all changed today and may not alter
I may be denied my existence even this after
I have been shown exit and shunted out
What to reveal of tragic tale and talk about

The leaf may fall from out lived tree
That may be nice end to feel free
All tales may end with my departure
But some untold stories may remain there for sure