Promises To Be Broken Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You go anywhere but I follow
You are cautious and very slow
Of course it can neither be denied
Nor in any situation be laid

You sounded well with optimism
You were afraid of criticism
That kept you behind the steel wall
Impregnable and quite tall

You were idol and inspiration
Grown out of sentiments and relation
Quite different from rest of category
I felt it as precious gift from almighty

I longed for your association
It was never to be materialized even in isolation
You were like distant dream and impossibility
Beyond anybody's reach and probability

You preferred infant stage and childhood
That had nothing to bother about neighborhood
You wanted truth to prevail all the times
It was absolutely suiting me all the times

You promised me to be on line
Keep each word that may confine
Not to deviate from hearts border
Whatever is the outcome for maximum to offer?

I am unsure of her promises
She may not follow it and miss
But she is true to her words
I can always think of her honesty and look forward

She is different from entire womenfolk
Prefers dignity, honor and less to talk
Such things drive me crazy and force to think
I must swim together or sink

She may be forced to alter her thinking
May be the only course open to her from sinking
Yet she has glory in her approach
I have reason to follow her and believe as such