Try, Try Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was caught unaware
Those eyes were very far
I had not perceived love concept
But my heart went ahead and kept

She was my first contact in literary world
She offered no response but remained cold
“You will not ask anything unreasonable”
I gave assurance to be reasonable person

From then she is in close contact
First as guide and philosopher in fact
She will come daily morning on line
I was inching close to her to feel fine

We may talk for hours
On any subject right from poetry to tours
She may confide me to her heart
It had made little rupture for me to start

I may make her to fall in my line
She may brush off some of the love angles
But yes she too realized it was developing
We were knee deep in love and eloping

So much water had flowed thereafter
She was swept away by cruel waves
I lost single hope of getting her again
It was terrible and unbearable pain

I heard my cuckoo on branch
Same melody and same touch
She was singing with same tone
The smile returned on my face once again

“I do not want to loose” I told firmly
“I too my dearest love” she asserted wryly
She was coming out from past shock
I had lot more for her in stock

Will I ever cross seven high seas?
Will that take place in any case?
I dream and find her always near by
Her heart whispers in my ears “try, try”