You are your own master
As thoughts flow faster
You should worry for none
As you have to go it alone

Let words flow from you mind
They may exactly suit and find
The place where they must affect
Crate the impression and act

They all come from inner strength
As you have picked the length
It may wait for no theme
As they have natural rhythm

You are destined to be bird
So your voice is likely to be heard
Not when you are live and prominently read
But there after when you are gone and dead

Flowers fade and lay scattered
Your poems are remembered and uttered
With all that messages you had planned
Read and reread as they were beautifully penned

Names disappear but not the poems
As they are all meant for them
Someone may adopt it as model
The message will be clear to tell

hasmukh amathalal

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