As My First Choice Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I did not go there as my first choice
I had liked her very much in sweet voice
I was ready to subdue her in my own way
She was all out for me and had nothing to say

Was it innocent love or just the temptation?
Was it really going to build special relation?
I had no sense of it as charming boy
I had feeling for company to enjoy

What did I appreciate or liked in her?
Was her attitude to me amounted to that of sister?
I had pure feeling to go for decent alliance
I was getting involved in imaginary romance

What was she expecting from me as teenager?
She never expressed her displeasure or anger
May be it was the first encounter of its kind
She was not for it and never bothered to mind

Many young boys and girls may be falling in trap
They may be ill treated at home with possible slaps
It still remains the same as it used to be earlier
Who may want to loose the world looking so lovelier?

I have no guilt to feel or message to convey
It has been proved by statistics and survey
This is most important thing falling in our way
We must be prepared to think over and attention to pay

The teenagers lack some adulthood?
Sometimes it is confined to neighborhood
They are seemingly for finding best course
It is not solving their problem of course

Let there be no unpleasant events
It must form memorable moments
There is nothing to hide or lament
It is heavenly gift for all and sent