Book To Be Read Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

How to read a book page when book it self is denied?
Book can remain mystery till last until it is supplied
Very friend of mine and great poetess thinks of seclusion
It is her and only her and absolutely no provision for any inclusion

How person can shy away from reality of life and basic facts?
You can’t be truly yourself until you come forward and act
It has got no relevancy in fact if you kill your self with conscience
You got to open up to face the people with modern science

“I am open to friendship but not to worldly talks of any pleasure”
“I am shy of everything and not in position to reassure”
This revelation stunned me for the absence of any real reason
Poet/poetess has to be versatile and accessible in any season

I detested her seclusion as if I was after oasis water
What steps or method should I employ for her opinions alter?
She was not t unreasonable but suffering from her own prison
Secluded voluntarily for no good reason and imprisoned

We have holy task of giving frank opinion through mighty pen
It may only be fruitful when people come round and offer then
Their unstinted love for the worthy creations and comment
Life may have its own rainbow and we have no reason to lament

Many readers come with the beautiful comment to label me as vampire
They term me as modern vampire and I enjoy it as gift of empire
What others say may not necessarily means an insult or derogation
It must be taken as not utter surprise but in form of congratulation

I had urge to read complete book pages from a renowned poetess
She was complete genius with full of talent and not stage actress
What needed was complete exposure in public to be judged?
I had no way to approach her for the fear of being misjudged

She realized the point behind and assured to shed the oblivion
I was really assured of very good player returning from pavilion
I don’t what may be worth point in recalling her real, presence
It was great loss to the poetry world for the talent and absence

I feel totally thrilled to find out friend in the promise of “may be”
They were the reassuring words of what actually would have been or should be
It was promise to come back to the poetic world with good skill
I considered it as emergence of powerful entry or strong will