Net Relation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is net relation
But with full of questions
With fear, mistrust and doubts
And much more to talk about

I asked for picture
She sensed it as unsure future
'Some one may use it to malign' she told
It was good now for me not to insist and resign

I wait till that time
Until she may say next time
Of not then some other times
She may say 'I shall give you any time'

She will reassure me
To feel not bad but frank and free
'Time is not opportune and perfect
'Only you have to act' she may sight the fact

Even if you don't get it
The stage is already set for it
Picture or no picture
We are very much close for sure

'You are now close friend'
And may remain so till the end 'she may look up
Yet I miss her face
And think why this chase is? I shall see her and shut up

Say never anything like 'no'
But cautiously observe and go
Make it smooth for river water to flow
Never in haste loose the patience and blow

You may get nothing in return
Then it will be her turn
She may ask funny things to answer
Almost all may like it as rainy showers