Her Name Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

"Marieta, Mareita, I uttered her name"
I was half awake and felt little shame
She was only few days close
I had chance with few nice moments to choose

Very nice face and silent nature
She may be looking like moon for sure
I told about this aspect to her
She was elated and same thing told me later

She was all set for best drive
Shape the destiny and relive
I found her best of all
She was beautiful, elegant and tall

I saw her in full blossom
In such scene she was seen seldom
She was behind curtain
Just staring with one in pain

Her eyes spoke of everything
Whole world reflected in eye and spoke of something
I tried to deep below but got no where
She may not allow me to dare

Dear, you are best and intelligent
As divine rose and heavenly sent
I need your company and want to present
Before world with head down words bent

She is unsure of my proposal
But I hope it may be met with approval
She is all for me and I have read those signals
I hope to sail through without any troubles