Wish, He Had Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Wish, He Had

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'She gently entered room and looked around
Everything was scattered and nothing unusual found
Everything was placed in same position as it used to be
It seemed he was not yoked yet and moving carefree

The bed was not in order and bed sheet was dirty
I felt very hurt and was lost with guilt and pity
He had held me in high esteem with outstanding quality
He did everything possible for me in his capability

I slipped back in oblivion for some sweet years
I was running after him to hear “I love you” in ears
He won’t budge and oblige me for silly reasons
He was such a personality and gentle person

He will make use of every romantic moment
He will catch hold of me and feel me good with funny movements
I considered it totally childish as it had no selfish motive
He was careless and not intended to be subjective

I came to know later that he had wept for me continuously’
As a close friend I had not taken him very seriously
It was unfortunate not to find him a permanent place
He never claimed or made known to me that he was in race

I had known him for his out spoken behavior
He was all there for to act as savior
I had great faith in him but could not rely more
He used to narrate something irrelevant to feel me bore

The things did not move in right place
He was thrown out of way and without any grace
He had lost all peace of mind with no purpose
He lost his usual charm as that of fresh rose

He did not confide to any one about our relation
He never gave any idea or even hint to lead some indication
It was so nice of him to act in responsible way
Even though I had deserted him and went away

Normally people go berserk with love failure
He was so confident and very sure
He did not want any blame on me as person
He had his own logic with some reasons

So when heard about his plight
I could not resist idea of being always right
It was my misreading that had pushed him to the corner
He wanted all the time to become my partner

I wanted to gently pat his solder
And cry for all those acts which remained in folder
Though they were not wrapped as piece of paper
It had come out all of sudden and acted as saver

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sachin Goswami 10 February 2011

he things did not move in right place He was thrown out of way and without any grace.. so good

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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