Her Look Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Her look not only fascinated
But forced me to believe in whatever she stated
“To get off a new start” is wisdom
It helps to have new born freedom

World does not end
With one bitter dead experience
No doubt it has long spell to remember
But make it permanently to disappear

She is fine person and very kind at heart
I look at her eyes but for genuine art
She writes with human touch
Cries within but keeps smile in tact

She spells her doom
Cries lonely inside room
That is her life with lot more to follow
The misfortune drags her away and does not allow

“My daughter is only ray and hope”
I can not wait for others or stop
Even though I shall be separated
I shall want to be fully respected

Some of her work comes out in form of poems
Her wishes and anger certainly reflects in them
It is not some kind of rage or curse
It is in the form pf outburst of course

I would love to have such nice persons
To be in close vicinity for various reasons
You may know real status of troubled people
And their strong resolve to come out of troubles