My Heart Board Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My heart board

Yes many things have been stored
They are not explored
To come out in open
And speak about heaven

You had promised
But missed
The golden opportunity
Reason unknown with uncertainty

I tried to come close
But could not repose
The trust required
It was all misfired

You remained indecisive and shy
That was the only reason why
We could not open up for any talk
You simply watched the scene and walked out

You could make me feel
So secured with the wounds to heal
You were kind and generous
Sometimes I felt jealous

You were to be adored
And kept in my heart board
I waited for your smile
But it vanished with your style