Nights Trouble Me Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Dead nights trouble me
Even though she was by my side
Not in person but in memory
As she had left me already

It was not a scuffle or clash
She made move very rash
It was unbecoming of good couple
It only added more troubles

Day was passing with hard work
Some thing was missing in each word
She was kind and through provoking
Always smiling and joking

She was little suspicious
As I was social animal and very famous
Many people used to see me in night
I was always coming late

Somebody might have poisoned her ears
This had lead to her worst fears
She spied on me for finding truth
I was unsure of its worth

She was caught in her move
I promised her to prove
But it was too late
She had sealed her fate

She deserted me at one good day
I was pushed to corner to be away
She preferred independent way
I was punished for nothing to stay alone