My Hand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes that is true
What you have felt and gone through
I was sincere enough
To put plainly as proof

I could hear your beats
That was ready to greet
From inner depth
With fast breathe

I observed from close quarter
With your sincere offer
You were never a liar
In words as ready made supplier

I spoke of inner wishes
Those were able to express
What was going on in mind?
You responded very kind

I extend my hand
To be come real friend
You can accept or reject
That shall never deter me to act