I Love You Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

'I love you' the words seemed to me
So exciting and thrilling as spoken under tree
With hand in hand and in promising tone
Rest of the words spoken by her were unheard and gone

My life was becoming perfect with reality
Her participation was with full reliability
So far I was no assured of her willingness
A rare happiness now seen on her face

My inclination and love was fully known
It was in me and definitely grown
She was always upper most in mind
One of the natural feeling and of its own kind

She was not forthcoming with ultimate desire
Even though I used to be near her and admire
She was not opening her cards well
Something to assure and short of words to tell

She has remained very much part
Of late she has occupied me completely as an art
An art of attracting a man with loving mixture
Not knowing fully well about a person but dreaming of future

It fascinates me with her ringing bell
The words spoken are of immense value to tell
I wonder sometimes as how to reassure her
With same intensity and weight not to bother

I have experienced only of her resolve
Not thought much of her physical side to solve
Yet it is strong attraction and well enough to fall for each other
A natural force and wish to stay with together

If that does not happen by any unknown factor
Still we may emerge as the victor
It is not important as how others do think?
It is feeling in me to swim or sink

I am lost with the wind of her words
It has ridiculed my concept not to look forward
In the direction of lovely companion and dream
Now she is within me and near vicinity in strong arm