A Search For Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely

It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start

I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week

It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry

I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider

The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace

No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed

No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask

Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond

it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather

What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured

Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity

it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny

I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear