Her Nature As Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Her nature

I loved her nature
She wasn't sure
How to submit to a person?
Unknown and stranger for various reasons

But her tone was confident
She made it apparent
With single word
Am I prepared to take her forward?

It was first at sight
I don't know who was right
Was she real for me?
I took no time to feel free

I stared into her eyes
And tried to know
Whether she has love angle!
Was she among real?

I believed in her approach
As she was within reach
With her no causal acceptance
But with confident chance