Beautiful Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I always dared
And loved
The way you behaved
The way was always paved

You made it as clear point
That poetry is her best interest
No outside force can change her opinion
She was for the cause and shall act as rue companion

I had some reservation
As I consolidated the close relation
It was my intention to remain special
But she took it as very casual

We used to talk in cordial atmosphere
There was no chance for any kind of fear
I was running out of patience
But she was adamant and refused to give in any chance

I am little romantic poet
So can’t keep quiet
I want free talk and attachment
That is main aim for my movement

It has been taken as little affront
Even though it is not my bold front
I give in to beautiful face
As I feel myself always in race