Without Guilt Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She is handicapped but not capped
Fully knowledgeable and equipped
With literary soul and love for nature
I admired her for innocence on face and made it sure

What a way to feel with illness?
That develops fatigue on face
With tiredness not to end soon
And food almost to be fed with spoon

It is sign of attachment at first sight
Face has lot more to speak and make it right
That softness never goes off for a second
You feel as if you are so near to your dreamy world

Poetic world is entirely different
Where you love to be present
With your set of thoughts and perception
That is good enough to build relation

She talks of world peace and philosophy
As if to act as messenger from almighty
I feel little interested in her peaceful mind
Females are softer with views and act kind

Lovely characters are self built
They speak frankly without any guilt
I hear her patiently and admire
She has the skill to express and acquire

Ways and means can be of diverse nature
But in today’s age what can be made sure?
Only some piece of advice and presentation
In group or forums to develop relation

I loved her stubborn stand
She could stand among kids to understand
With their problems and injected with what can be fruitful
I thanked her for taking pain to be successful

But what made me to feel so near?
The way bees roam and whisper
Around flowers with clear intent
I may hide it cleverly without guilt