My Father Left Behind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
My Father Left Behind
My father left behind
Wednesday,8th May 2019
I have asked no heaven
neither flowers from the rain
not happiness or pain
it is just the request plain
sometimes reader friends irritate
and seal the fate
when asking about the interaction
they come out with a reaction
"I use a simple phone"
another one is recently broken,
or they may say"can you help me, dear"?
I will talk daily and stay near
are you single or married?
the impression is always carried
here people want to love and care
only the person should prove honest and dare
Facebook is a family
where fake or honest is already in the game
some may be really sincere
and others just stare from the distance
so many smart moves are made
like "My father died in battle and left millions"
can you be my guardian?
this is a simple ploy and such things come from Americans
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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