My Friend Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My friend
Monday,13th April 2020

"I love no one, buddy" she says
closes eyes and tries
to speak forced truth again
I feel proud but with pain

we daily exchange
same sentiments and manage
with stark reality
and depart angrily

"I can be only your friend" she firmly asserts
and shall stay till an end
this is the only way
that we talk and stay

why does she not relent?
and allow me to present!
my love in person
with reasons

she will never
and it adds anger
much to my not liking
but fact is almost striking

Hasmukh Mehta