Will You Be Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Will you be

I saw you like barren land
Yet good to be best
I tried with earnest attempt
With living art and act fried

I thought of dashing against wall
Receive favor with call
But it was nto coming
You were not in mood of welcoming

I hoped to make good
As I had understood
Your state of mind
I observed and tried to fid

"I must reach you" I decided
And finally rushed
With open offer of acceptance
You were with full of repentance

"Will you be" I posed it directly
You shied and put head down willingly
"I shall bring happiness"
This brought smile on her face