On Line Friendship Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nilia my dearest friend on line,
Always ask for my health and news fine,
Bearing so cute face and innocent smile,
I used to loose concentration for a while,

Nilia I love your smile so much,
I may tease her and ask for comment such,
She will only reply in yes,
Rest leaves it to my consumption and guess,

There was temporary interruption call,
So much gloom descended and falls,
She just wanted to express word “sorry”
I was moved by her words and told not to worry,

There should be no sorry for friends,
Amity is lost and relation ends,
No such feelings must occur,
I said my words and she did concur,

She was so grateful for having friend well,
Unaware of facts that she was in mood,
I lost no moment and asked for comment,
She expressed inability and words lament,

She stood before me as glass doll,
My eyes did not remain static and started to roll
She could well grasp and easily judge,
Decided she not to yield and budge,

Lo, gentleman, you are wondering and of the road,
Are carrying worry or any load,
I could not guess what went wrong,
Surely she had point to place me among,

Don’t try on me and sincerely behave,
I am not the person simply to cave,
You are welcome as simple friend,
Else you find own way and relation end,

I sensed the trouble and felt shame,
Nothing to argue but share the blame,
On line friendship is not the game,
We can enjoy but not put on flame