Dear Rose Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

“Rosa, rosa rosa”
She reminds of beautiful rose
I cry in wilderness
But fail to face

Often I praise her
Quote good words with lovely offer
She fires me back with lovely tap
I never take her words as slap

She cautions me of real bond
But I swim in pond
After colorful fishes
She secretly reaches to me

I see full rainbow
With her nature they form and go
With one message
Restrain and lovingly manage

I run toward
But nothing is heard
She disappears like wind
My eyes fail to trace or find

I fill air with my call
She visibly moves but fall
On the ground with despair
I surge ahead with aim so pure