Showing Heaven Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Showing Heaven
Showing heaven
I looked at her
As if she was fresh flower
And come up with first shower
I could not stop my inner urge to offer good words
Well neat and round face
She has all traces
Of fine looking woman
And confident human
I try to read more
And show her
How talented and intelligent she is?
She replies in yes, yes
I found clear ringing
As she was singing
Love songs and airing
She was raising her hair style
She speaks ordinarily
But very positively and fairly
She says about acceptance
I seize the chance at once
What shall be your reaction?
I am flowing in air with no action
My eyes remain wide open
She is holding my hand and showing heaven
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What shall be your reaction? I am flowing in air with no action My eyes remain wide open She is holding my hand and showing heaven