Dilemma Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination

She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honour
No more surprises but need of an hour

Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?

I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak

It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
So much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop and not go in vain

She has complete universal expression on face
So much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated in voice

The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can be observed only on sand
Must swim across the sea and dive to the bed
Hidden treasures in pearls, while blue and red

Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings …………….

She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny