I Was Fool Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Believe me that pass was unintentional
I was never different but fool very much original
Any one would come near by and cut a joke
Leave me in little confusion with masterly stoke

I will always be thinking of traditional approach
I will feed odd when some of the females come near as such
It is not that I like no company of good female friends at all
But their closeness and bold move compelled me to make a call

They all know of my shyness and reserved nature
I hesitate to reveal secrets when go very near
They will treat me like precious crowned jewel
As they believe in me for everything and surely tell

They may have single aim when try to subdue me
As I never restricted any one and allowed them to be free
I was not to judge them by their secret adventure
In any manner they were to be my choice for the future

“Hello, how long you are going be bachelor”?
I turned back to find some pretty girl asking for
No, not for long as I am too in frantic search
“But why query to me, do you envy interest as such?

I don’t know where from I could gather the strength
She was picking me from right direction with good length
I was to be bowled out any how at an appropriate time
“She can be my right choice” I thought she could be sometimes

She had no hesitation in picking the right mood
Smiled gently with mild gesture and correctly understood
Held my hand in earnest appeal and murmured
“Yes dear, you are my choice” and here I offer

I was fool alright but not that much to reject outright
She had given me the option with enough of light
Choice was with me to seize the moment with yes or no
I could resist no temptation as I had some limit to know

I won’t say that she was all that beautiful like rose flower
But had very good smile on face enough for any cloud to shower
It was right moment to go in for proposal with acknowledgement
She had not only knocked me out with smile but with eyes movement