Our Relation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Our relation

All said and done
But everything has gone
With time and again
Memory rushes on screen

How ere the good old days?
When we had stayed
In good
And happy mood

He always cared
And never stared
At my behavior
But stood by with respect and honor

He wow perfect guy
And I too tried
To stay along
Even I felt sometimes that he was wrong

Nothing mattered
Nothing altered
We moved on and ship never ran aground
Till I found myself alone

I went for charitable work
With his words
Being nurse, I had soft corner
I worded toward aw simple woman and commoner

He whispers in ears
"Hi, you are doing wonderful" I hear
And smile back with satisfaction
This is how I view our relation