Shine On Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She is not lost forever
From mind or from elsewhere
She remains in uppermost mind
With all the honor of some kind

She used to grant
Whenever I wanted
Some guidance
Even by chance

She was a peak
In position to speak
On poetry
With gorgeous entry

She used to write
On pain with passion to ignite
One may feel it with little pinch
She was perfect with imagination by inches

She may say it with force
Poetry is to be felt as divine course
Not all people may love it by heart
Only you should be involved fully as part

I have followed her since
Even when she decided to leave at once
It was her decision for facing real life
As it was acid test and walk on razor edged knife

I shall love to remember
As an close member
Her each word by earnestness
As a result she has still shine on face