Show Me The Door Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It has shown me the door
The door of joy and happiness for the poor
The gift of love by the powerful o, almighty
I am one of the luckiest persons to be happy

It was so difficult to find suitable person
The tide had turned against me for various reasons
I have no reason to dwell it at length
As it has made me courageous to stand tall with strength

It is not that I am the only person to have experienced love
It might have been the case with many and I certainly believe
It certainly keeps me going with all kind of worries
Still I am step ahead of others to venture out and carry

It is certainly divine blessing and showering
It has come to me after sincere offerings
I had kept all along full faith in his grace
That is why I have shines on my face

Even though we are yet to unite with bond
I have already accorded him status of husband
He may join me at any time in near future
This time his ship will anchor at port for sure

I receive warm signals from far off direction
They are indicative of positive action
I shall have enough of time to adjust and join
There is now no need to toss the coin

It should not have happened at all
If I had gone down and shut the wall
It was all emergence of wise counsel
I was able to stand of my own and excel

O god, o, almighty and o, protector
Make me no more laughing stock or stage actor
You were the one to play decisive factor
Today I am in heavenly zone and protective sector