I Felt Shy Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I held hand
And felt as if we were close friend
With warmth
And speed in breath

Why do you feel unusual?
When everything moves as casual
It might happen with any individual
To play the part in real

"Will you help me "
I looked back to see
Who had given me sweet call!
She was almost there as glass doll

What else can you call as beauty?
Wonder at the craft of almighty
Think of magnificent art in shaping
The body from all the angles as shining

Smile appeared on face in response
She had no one to task at once
I looked at her but failed to answer
She called me again to gently hear

I felt shy as was caught
She also thought of something wrong
"Yes certainly" was my response
She held courage and took chance