End Of Good Relation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I wanted to get out of this place
As I was forcibly chased
Into ideas of going very much wild
Molest her and madly run after her as blind

She was such nice companion
True in her approach for union
But not for such kind of alliance
Before making it clear at once

She will always come and frankly converse
Mingle so closely and act as fearless
I do not know how come that idea entered
She was almost in mind to be cornered

“Stop, stop” the mind tempted down
The good counsel touched and idea was blown
I now realized it was foolish step
She might have not only broken but slapped too

Sometimes we are reckless to venture
Threatening the land for which we are unsure
It is proving complete disaster
We are reduced to slave from being master

It was stupid idea altogether
It was bad side to offer
Love was not at all at consideration
It was to be an end of god relation