Not Focused Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was not focused at all
To get her means scaling difficult wall
Yet she was easily accessible
Tryst worthy and compatible

Sorry to step in but believing eyes
If all that is true then desperate try
What to miss is not hands in hands?
But true feeling as one to one friends

Air may spread its dragnet
Clearly reveal and passionately state
What we are and what it should be
Two in one but absolutely free

I take full refuge in her embrace
She is consistent and not in race
She was this before and may remain so
Let many friends come and go

She has promised to hold my hand
Not in day, night but till the end
Such is her dedication and firm resolve
My whole thrust is now around her and revolves

She has firm faith and trust
I this his essential and must
The feeling may erode and rust
In its absence it is not to be just