Chance Ever Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was surprised to see sun always from east
I did not know the reason behind for such quest
Yet it is reality and fact of life known to all
It deserves recognition and sincere call

I used to think of beautiful flowers
Coming out shortly after rainy shower
Spreading all over with fragrance
To see them in blossom as real chance

I am real admirer of nature
The wind used to tease me for sure
I wanted beautiful touch as wind did
But where was such nice and beautiful bird?

I had seen you once in party from distance
It had tremendous effect on mind at once
You were looking as nature’s child
Face shining with grace and mildness

There were many people around
But I had suddenly found
As natural alley and partner
I was sure of finding you sooner

Shall I be lucky enough?
To find you as well with last laugh
I may be called dreamer
But your presence shall be called chance ever