Touch Me-My Memory Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Touch me -My memory
Tuesday,24th November 2020

Touch me not often
but daily even
as we used to do it in past
and last in our earthly heaven

why did it happen?
in a matter of time remained broken
why did it take place?
and made me sore with repentance

I can't forget
and let
you go off the memory
you were so dear, really

even today,
I stay
with my glorious past
that has yet not lasted

I can't say stop
and cheat as a flop
but you are always in me
with hands open to invite and see

Dr Jadia Hasmukh
Courtesy: My dear Poetess-Salma Naimi