Magical Invite Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Magical invite
Monday,14th December 2020

life was barren,
and I never thought of heaven
the flowers attracted me
but their fragrance made me free to think

the sun never spread light
within me to feel right
love was a distant dream
and I wished to be in somebody's arm

it was not sure about anybody's entry
even though I remained unhappy
but he lifted his hair and smiled at
my eyes were also set

it was magical invite
enough to raise sentiments and ignite
I thought of having a date with the night
this thought really gave me respite

finally, it rained
took me away from agony and pain
I was back to my world
forcing me to enjoy in the new fold

it has completely changed
as I equally managed
he was now my prince
by the heavenly sent chance

Dr Jadia Hasmukh