An Illusion Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

An illusion

It was with surprise
For me who was considered not wise
Even though, the love was always in mind
As I had no other option to find

No, he was simple and sober
With all his resolve to alter
The old tradition and break free
It always fascinated me

I took him seriously
And gave heart whole heartily
I was dreaming day and night
And feeling so high with delight

But it turned out to be an illusion
He was proven with confusion
His proposal for permanent relation baffled
I was forced to believe him not and remained truly led

For me, the love had divine bearing
So I started fearing now
He looked coward in my eyes
I brushed off his memory and appearance in mind

Pic: aasha sharma