Your Man Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Oh love, fear not
I am always caught
Between good and bad
I always become sad

I think a lot
For firing a shot
Even in sir
That is not fair

I am blind
In your love so kind
I get desperate
When you do not cooperate

I get wild
Soon to find
That you are y woman
And I am your man

Is it natural?
If so, then take it as casual
We are destined for same
So do not blame

Let us be co passenger
On the same boat as teenager
Pretend for ignorance
And live with golden chance

Will you still regret?
Do not let
The mind to be filled
With sadness and ill will