Till Last Time Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Till Last Time



I go on fighting
But love writing
As writing is my compassion
And lovely obsession

I catch the fancy thoughts
When internal cell light
Ride over crest
And serve the best

I am not aware
How come they are!
I think not for any thought
They simply pass to be caught

Some of them appeal
As I feel real
In tune with present scenario
As suffering tale coincide and go

I shall write till last
When I stop breathing fast
That is wish and desire
I shall continue to be inspired

Saturday, October 25, 2014
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 26 October 2014

welcome Descah Nekesa Just now · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2014

Shamenaz Shaikh likes this. Hasmukh Mehta welcome Just now · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 25 October 2014

I go on fighting But love writing

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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