Afraid To Describe Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am afraid to describe woman’s figure
So much can be said at length for sure
What does she deserve other than her beauty?
In all the form she is to be simply addressed as pretty

Just look at her eyes and you will find deep sea
Complete shed giving coolness under the tree
The complete happiness in the lap of mother
Where else one would think of or prefer

I prefer no comments other than her vastness
Why can’t we go after and learn about her greatness?
Do not we know she has everything to offer for our well being?
She might have been placed as poor mom or queen adored by king

Why a kid feels so much warmth when there is no body to soothe?
Why even in his coming up days he still remember it in youth?
I whish her to be placed at the highest of peak
So we see her at raising of head and feel weal

No doubt she is divine figure and dominating
No doubt she needs comparing or equating
She is one for child and another for lover
Soul in her is only for the believer

I have wept for number of years and even today
She has not slept many nights to lead us the way
How can I see another woman differently with other logic?
When same thing strikes in our ears as lovely music?

I know about the stage of kind heart
It does not know from where to start
Yet it goes after it knowing fully well
It may bring heaven or just a living hell

It would foolish on my part to paint her as nude
Even in dreams that can not be prelude
I must know very well where my limit ends
When she is before me and beautifully sends

I would love to last till the end with her
Nothing should enter mind or bother
What do I seek in her and explore?
I think it may be love for asking more

As we may be celebrating the year in her honor
Let no arguments go against or for
She is there as dominating as ever
Must find a place now and forever

I would love her in all the forms
At least she has taught me to remain well informed
In one eye I will adore and in another, dream to live
This perception is more or less agreeable to believe