Real Blossom Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We have parted
In good faith
Never to see again
With so much of pain

Past years were of so much agony
It might not have been experienced by many
We were unlucky one
The secrets still could not be shared with any one

Only way open for us was solitude
That must be accepted with gratitude
With positive approach and attitude
We were to search without prelude

Was it necessary to part?
We had good and fine start
Everything was going on smoothly
I too stood by him truthfully

He was never unreasonable
Very much astute and capable
I admired his verbal skill
He had snake’s charm to kill

I think we were acting in haste
But in fact we were never late
In shaping future perfectly in time
We were loosing hope sometimes

We did not wait for sun to rise
It was almost quick with surprise
You and I decided for unknown reasons
As we both were adamant and did not change like seasons

I stand at window pane
Cool breeze has entered from lane
I wonder what can be called blossom
Was there any place for it in our room?