To Burst In Open Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We could bear happiness
Instead sadness
So far I had stalled
Now it installed

One by one
Like diamond and silver one
It looked like morning dew
Only real lover could view

So far I lived with isolation
With only hope to result in relation
I abruptly burst into tears
As developed the fear

You were just before
Eyes could explore
The anxiety and love
How could I trust and believe?

I had no option
But to burst in open
He could see me in pain
But looked calm and motionless remained