Visible Correction Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Visible correction
Friday,14th September 2018

As the night crosses
we find no misses
there is calm everywhere
silent peace with no fear

I spread the legs
and beg
an almighty to forgive the sinful acts
and grant peaceful night

The moon shall smile above
with all the love
and spread the coolness
with silvery face

why is so?
I make confession and try to go
with no restless mind
the peace is there for me to find

Nights are sacred
and lead us
to transform into visible correction
and this lead to the self-elation

Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta