My Own Fault Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
My Own Fault
If you kiss
I shall still miss
If you write
I will always fight
What makes me to delight?
Your vision about light
Your intrusion with insight
I follow it straight
I see direct in eyes
To find and try
About hidden love
That has crazily drove
I try to define
And draw line
Then think about its depth
Love must remain till death
You said about dream
Real or in the form of beam
That shall turn into reality
If blessed by an almighty
So I fall for you
And try to prove true
Alas! You turn it down
Of course! It is fault of my own
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Beautiful poem. Very true said.....Love must remain till death...Loved reading it.
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I would like to translate this poem
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If you kiss I shall still miss