Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ### Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ###

Rating: 4.3


I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song

I am so much influenced by lady smile
She has entered in life just before while'
Life seems to be so interesting and fine
I want to dance on floor with glass of wine

Miss, you can't be so rude
For a word you have made prelude,
All warmth and affection you have included
Hate and distance you have excluded

I never expected you to cast
All doubts but trust should not last
You were the first to realize it fast
Reality known but never wore any kind of mast,

Your innocence and name is kind to infuse
Kind words for me but not meant to confuse
Time was for decision but you never refused
Always stood at right point and crisis defused

Even amidst delicate moments
You did not offer a word or comments
You were hurt most but you used simple word,
Is it blessings to you or gift from Lord?

I loved you most as your dearest friend
Still you didn't put any word at the end,
Kept me at dark or asked or any excuse
Used otherwise it as pretext, denied or refused

'Miss' I miss you but you don't miss,
Did not expect from you kind hug or simple kiss
Not even kind gesture or more of any show
Still I miss you and never beat eye brow

Will this uncertainty remain or go?
Life will be full of remorse but still I would forgo
Is there any restriction from your side or embargo?
You bear always 'no entry' smile with logo

You called on me for good luck and best wishes
I remained dead as no water was available for fish,
May be it is very hard to swallow for some reasons
Why then there should be drought without any season?

I was quick to grasp situation,
Avoided unwarranted efforts for persuasion,
Shock was sudden and heavy but came very late,
I did accept it with grace and as part of fate

She didn't become mine for some reasons
I waited simply for spring season
She too eagerly longed for strong bond
As I was inclined and very fond

She had everything to loose
But she had no option to choose
Why did she take extreme step?
She always used to call me as sweet babe

It may be her way of thinking
It left me high and dry with blinking
What should I call her sacrifice?
A step of dedication or break of promises?

Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ###
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

A captivating and creative creation. Well done my friend!

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Sahra Hussein 09 November 2014

beautiful words and heart teaching! !

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Jaishree Nair 14 February 2015

You have penned the theme very articulately. Rhyming scheme excellent. Would value your comments on my poems too

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

Forced rhymes. Nonsense. Those who praise this are insincere or stupid.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 19 April 2021

Is it blessings to you or gift from Lord? Blessings are gift from the Lord, I reckon.5 Stars Full, Sir! I have enjoyed very much.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 19 April 2021

I want to dance on floor with glass of wine. Lines full of humor in almost all lines, superbly written!

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

Baloney, Sylvia. Anyone who would praise this crap is either insincere or stupid.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 19 April 2021

am so much influenced by lady smile She has entered in life just before while' Life seems to be so interesting and fine I want to dance on floor with glass of wine

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Dr Dillip K Swain 02 April 2021

Life will be full of remorse but still I would forgo....practical. A great write sir...5 stars

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Casual Observer 21 March 2022

Dillip, anyone who would praise this crap is either insincere or stupid.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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