Not At All Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I felt wrath
As good as death
You disliked my approach
It was stupid of me as such

You had said in the beginning
We were to work for shining
Give best efforts in maintaining
True friendship forever inn retaining

I felt soft corner
Many times I smiled at her
She was unaware of my inkling
I thought she will be ready and buckling

No, not at all
She disliked my overtures and call
“Beware on consequences and behave too”
She was infuriated showed color true

I failed to understand her outburst
Many times I had expressed trust
I only opened up and expressed
She really spoiled everything and messed

“I have not seen you from that angle”
She was speaking to self with great struggle
I felt sorry and expressed with regret
I was not prepared to keep unhappy or let