It Hurts Me More Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I feel pain deep and harder
When you often speak about new love
It pinches heart and I shake had in disbelief

She is open and kind hearted
The bond had new developed
The relation was off he ground
I had some relief to be found

If she was to be believed
I thought “I had not really observed”
She must be unclear in mind
Why else she must try to find

I could not think for moment
She had sent shock wave at present
It was her prerogative to go for alliance
I failed to see any result or chance

It gave me another hint
Was she making another heart print?
Was she testing my jealousy?
All these days I was very much busy

I wanted now to capitalize
She was there to receive me and oblige
Why had I been so ignorant in love game?
She had really trusted me but put to shame