With Lovely Offer Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Finally I found what you are
Cunning fox and liar
So far I had remained ignorant
Now I realize and see it in context

You will never keep promise
Not turn up for call and revise
Hurt me sentimentally and surprise
This all has led to early demise

How much I cared for you?
But you proved untrue
I was given lasting word
I prayed for your happiness but fainted before lord

You wanted to desert
As if to show some skill of an expert
You proved as cunning fox
I shall prefer to remain in isolation box

You will suffer ultimately
As the realization shall come lately
You shall have no time to recover
I shall still wait with lovely offer