A change at the end
I may exclaim ”God my revenge is over”
All these years I was running for shelter and cover
can you see wounds inflicted on my body?
It is cruel tale but in fact done by somebody
I shall make him to pay dearly,
I have waited for it to happen but missed nearly,
I want no escape for him and allow him barely
She will never be seen in public life or seen rarely
I was simply her follower
She was one of my closest and among fewer
Her every appearance was making me to delight
I used to think about her and very eager to invite fight
She used to remain very cool and light
She will not appreciate any fight
She was of course not weakest object
She was there with full enthusiasm to inject
I never used to joke with her
She was not that cheap to be found here
I used to respect her sentiments and enjoy
She was source of happiness and joy
She may be proving very symbol of love,
I was never afraid to steer and drove
I preferred look down and not above
She simply laughed at me as she had nothing to prove
Today, I am different person and may draw sword,
prove my self worthy of her love without any word
No one can save her not even mighty Lord,
I shall block her from coming without tying cord
I watched her treacherous move
I stood helplessly and thought how to prove
I took all precaution and tried improve
She remained adamant and unmoved
I was burning inside with rage
I was knocking like wounded tiger in cage
Earth and stars may watch it helplessly
I shall stand in disgrace and shoot at aimlessly
It makes me insane with laud laugh
It has made me weak and not tough
I am determined to show my revenge coolly
I shall bear the pain later fully,
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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