As An Insult Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I took it as an insult
It is was terrible and difficult
How can an earnest offer be declined?
Why does she not see reason and defined?

Well all those seasons were for me to analyze
She had pushed me in corner and generalized
I deserved her hand for life time stay
She gave me shock and preferred to be away

I gave thought from another angle
May there be some reasons with a love triangle
She has every right to be master of her destiny
I gave all the reasons fair try and left it to the almighty

Love was not that kind I understood
Neither was it tonic nor a food
But a strong bond to take one out of wood
If not then it was better to stay out for good

Love is not an isolated affair
That can’t be termed as fair
What you feel may not be good for her
Rather love her more but don’t force her to bother

You look at the sky and its vastness
Complete blue but no shine on face
No one may judge what is hidden in belt
This is the way how love is felt

It demands sacrifice and not words
Prepare for readiness and always look forward
No relation can be on rock unless strengthened
Some plants may come up if earth is dug or softened

Now I have every reason to be satisfied
At no stage she had compromised or lied
It was one sided feeling and deserved to be left
There was no let up in relation or complete shift

I consoled self and came to the terms
It was good to take decision and make turn
Who knows what can be good for future?
I left it to future course that may take place and assure