Restore Comfidence Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

All I needed was to restore confidence
The bitterness was crated with single incidence
It had sown the seeds of great mistrust
I feared shadow more than an enemy to trust

I remembered her coldness when reached me
I was prisoner as if bonded and not free
She was all for great love and now everything changed
It was altogether difficult to sustain and be managed

She lacked warmth and zeal
May be she wanted to look not real
Was that product of my sick mind?
Why was I not in position to find?

Thousands of thoughts crossed mind
I was loosing sense and going blind
How to turn her totally loyal
As we had spent life very royal

How her hand was used to be so soft like rose petals?
How her fresh smile used to be clear like crystal?
She was caring and brought whole world in home
I was greeted well with smile and warm welcome

I may lock in arms around her waist
She may try to go away from clutches to her best
Yet I may not allow it much to her discomfort
She was so lovely on earth when I used to reach her to report

She has confided in me with desire to part
I felt shadow was growing in me as cruel art
I was dumb founded at her disclosure
I thought of miserable life and failure

She may be away for no reasons
I might be sometimes to her bad persons
But it was not so unbearable for her to think in such way
All bad ides in mind were driving me away

I called her to sit side by
Neither I nor she was in for permanent bye
We had erred somewhere and failed to try
Now she was feeling remorse and shy

I looked in her eyes and asked nothing
She too found holy bond and missed something
We spoke nothing but cried for moment
We were again one and had no more to comment