Not Force Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I surrender
And hear her order
"Waste no moment"
I am present

Such is her influence
I can not forget at once
I can not take chance
I feel all the time her presence

I cease to exist
Each night and insist
To see her face in dream
She appears in form of light and bam

I only find her in veil
That always fails
My attempt to reach for her hand
She shows thumb to remind me as no friend

Will she be feeling same?
As I feel and claim
The sleep has always disturbed
Peace and ideas are always curbed

I shall not force
With sincere source
At any time to uphold
My views and to be told