Can't Make Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Can't make
Why not it stands as monument?
At present
For our memory
And not to make worry

Yes I see it tall and magnificent
And shines like florescent
When sun rays fall
And make natural call

I was amazed
When glanced
At your beauty
It was signal from almighty

I wished I could
Make overture with your world
It happened as a reality
But did not turn into on identity

I pass
And try
To evaluate reasons for failure
But can't make it for sure