A Close Look Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It was stone's throw distance
but she did not look at once
did not take notice even
everything seemed very casual for her and nice

It is great to fall in love with strong attachment
It is still great to consider it as pride moment
when everything is moving in direct direction
you may not be able to hide emotions or actions

it is herculean task
I dared not directly to ask
it was pleasant surprise
the speculation was not allowed tor rise

She consented for honest drive
it was invitation of full warmth and live
I fell for it and gave final approval
It was considered as spring's actual arrival

The colorful flowers started to boom
the garden had enough space and provided room
I saw the change and was bit elated to zoom
I imagined how I would be looking as future groom?

She filled me with enough of joy
I could not guess it may be ploy
I took it as open and frank invitation
This was time to consolidate the relation

She had bright eyes and looked elegant
her attraction was powerful and instant
I believed in today and at present
I took the chance as heavenly sent

who can decline the powerful drive
she was so beautiful and eyes could not believe
I was simple human being and tend to fall prey
I consciously probed but finally gave away

It was good beginning with all the promises
I took care not to make any misses
I preferred good sweet dishes on the table
It looked all fine and I was able

After all life is full of adventure
it speaks of good fortune with future
One strives very hard to make it sure
the relation has to be string and pure

I was all out for its durability
Though I did not lack vision and ability
I assured her life time support
with promise to maintain good rapport

It was agreed and mutually consented
there was no scope for it to be resented
it was still going well with my capabilities
one fine morning it dashed all the probabilities

The wind started flowing in opposite direction
all my plans were going in misdirection
they were falling in reverse gear
I was warned off with worst founded fear

She was proving as difficult nut
I had made all sincere efforts but
She had double mind to speak
I was serious enough but proved very weak

It was going to be dead locked or end in stalemate
she was not interested now to become mate
I accepted it with grace and blamed the fate
the bad luck had struck very late