Ruby The Diamond Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Ruby the diamond

You look best
As started to test
Her caliber
And offered more

"I can read face lines"
You may feel fine
If released in presence
I made clear my stance

She was hesitant
And showed no interest
But promptly insisted
To write on today's date

Such things rarely happen
I was not sure even
How come face read such skill?
I can do it at my will
Her face is round
But never found
In general
Among people

It reflected total unawareness
More shine on face
I would, not say ignorance
But yes, innocence

I compare her to African diamond
So much of worth and none to second
She can be best of friends
At the end