Hand In Hand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You entered the holy alliance
To be called "marriage" at once
I look back and think of auspicious day
And find the pleasant stay

It was no going back
We moved with everything at stake
The path was laid wide open
We were ready and prepared even

Yes, little flowers were added in garden
It added different colors in scene
We were planning now new future
They were to emerge as treasure

Life was not isolated event
Everything was present
Right from sad appearance
To shining success by chance

Yes I take her hand in hand
Feel so much pleasure of being friend
We sailed peacefully to the shore
The boat and journey attracted more