She Slammed Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She slammed the door from the back
She was outrageous and had developed a crack
She was burning from within and ready to strike
I ran fast and fled away on motorbike

I had loved her from my heart
It had very nice and flawless start
She meant to be everything for me
We used to visit frequently and felt very free

She would not let me know her mind
I tried very hard to know and find
It failed me in my attempt miserably
Yet I felt it nice and spent the time happily

For her the love was super most in all the way
She may mind it and take seriously any way
I took enough care not to offend her
This thought hunted me for ever

No one should hurt or cause the flicker
It must be permanent like sticker
It should not dislodged from any temptation
As it has been firmly placed out of question

She may address me with so many nick names
I will accept happily but will not claim
She may feel very happy and keep me in good humor
I took it as no insult but accepted with pride and honor

Somebody has to forgo little for love sake
It is beautiful relation but like sour and sweet cake
Person who has everything may also feel cheated
And who has not availed it may also feel neglected

Somebody tried to prove her by maligning
I was painted as bad man and incapable of aligning
I would dump her anytime and anywhere
She decided to break the relation and challenged me to dare

I knew the opponent well
She was perfect match to reveal
I spoke sincerely and did not conceal
She thought it game and did not consider real

This made to think fresh
I moved with haste and dashed
She took it differently and lost control
I took it final end and finally decided to call off