I Smelt Flower Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I wanted to present
With fragrance in it to be sent
To a person of my liking
A dream man in making

I thought over
But found no excuse or cover
To make him feel about me
As he was still unsure of me and free

Sentiments are like rive flow
They make nice path and go
Touch the shore and leave the message
With new feeling to write on the page

Any how it was just a thought!
Many times I struggled and fought
Finally I overcame with sweet presentation
The flower must be sent to make good relation

He was in me like silent breath
I vowed to remain with him till death
That dream was shaping in mind
I had to create little space of that kind

What kind of feeling he may have?
What is to be done in reality to behave?
I was having little confusion
Mind flooded with lot many questions

“He must embrace me to reveal”
Such was nice dream to feel
Some dreams were forming and breaking
But my mind was absolutely speaking

I smelt flower before sending
The wish and desire was unending
Will it boomerang on me or offend him?
I decided finally to go for it and send