A Love Or No Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We always quarreled whenever met
You never bothered to know the ground was wet
It had rained heavily last night
Still you had reason to fight

Every time you taunted me
Never spared for anything and haunted
I still rallied behind and counted
You till pressured and mounted

You had to adjust the time and place
I was tired of coming to you with hidden face
I was altogether indifferent attitude
You were inconsiderate and very rude

We were meant to part
Not budging from stand to depart
I wanted to be very good companion
But you had difference of opinion

It was causing disrepute
Every time we had dispute
We couldn’t solve it or refute
I silenced myself and remained mute

Did he not love me so much?
Was the situation demanding as such?
Why there was heavy demand and rush?
I did not want it to be nearly pushed

We ought to know what is expected of us
It should not land us in trouble to miss the bus
There are still values and traditions left behind
We must take care for the solution to find

The situation would never be same again
Still worry and concern may always remain
We may go on fighting endlessly
Still find the solution to spend time happily

I do not term it worst situation
It is ruled out of question
You are there for me forever
I know it and understand it however

You made me look sentimental fool
I was considered as medium or tool
You knew I won’t be back tracking
You were there for me and always backing

I am serious about holy alliance
I do not take it as defiance
It happens always when you are in close relation
It gives enough of joy and elation

You tried to subdue me for no reason
I was always there with you as kind woman
I followed you at every step
Your insulting tone served me as slap

It is altogether great surprise but not matter of great concern
We may come out of problem and learn
There is always chance for bad to good turn
The happy days may come back or return

Build the confidence on sound footing and on unparallel lines
It must be shown and not pushed to side lines
It is always to be reflected on bright shines
The importance of it is understood with underlines