Literary Sense Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

"I love your poetry"
Can you write it for me?
The question was posed from pretty girl
From neighborhood country, now it was my turn

I saw her first time
Even though I receive requests many times
She was like fresh flower
Red in appearance with appeal power

"Oh no, you are kidding" she complained
"No, I am really bidding" I said
She had inkling this before
That I will give her full honor

I probed more in her eyes
It was earnest and sincere try
She was not only brilliant
But more than intelligent

I am unfortunate
She tried to relate
About no job and love either
I consoled her not to bother

It is rare occasion
When some one tries for relation
Not in other sense as it quit happens
But possibly in real literary sense