hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Without Any Blame


It was impossible to resist
Even though she smiled but did not insist
It was not open invitation
Bur deep wish for relation

I saw in her eyes
It needed no try
It was as simple as that
We had never thought

She was before me
With bare hands and totally free
I was pulled like magnetic needle
We never thought it may invite trouble

She did not look down
The intent was known
I was to take lead
The wish was clearly read

It was not with guilty mind
I could clearly trace or find
She had wished it since long
I was reading it not wrong

I closed eyes and extended hand
I was safe with long time friend
It was dream come true
I had no trouble in passing through

It was pleasant night
Time too was opportune and right
I flowed with river water
There was nothing to resist or alter

We became one and felt same
There was nothing more to claim
It was willingness and invited no shame
I thanked god for opportunity without any blame

Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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