With Small Theme Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With small theme

The small girl always weaves dream
Interlinks it with small theme
Sings with pride
And never hides

I am grown up woman
And dream of man
With complete pride in name
I share blame too

Why do I feel jealousies?
When you have agreed and promised
That you8 shall be the only one
I should have too thought of none

Now I am sinking in deep
But try to keep
Smile out side
I am unable to decide

It is destiny hour
I must find shelter
And honor
With feelings of flower