Finally Offer Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

At present where

Are you listening?
I am hastening to add
Is the relation like withering storm?
Or keeps us waiting and warm

I haven’t understood
Even thought as food
But continue to think
Does it leave mark with golden ink?

I think it has tremendous effect
But I can’t act
As she has suffered a lot
And successively fought

She might have sailed through
And made break through
But at what cost
I wonder most

I still dream about your happiness
See the same charm on face
Your smile made it all different
You were at your best then and now may be at present