Come And Hold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is perfection
With complete action
Of warmth and affection
I needed such transformation

Through out life I longed
Was never right and wronged
Meanwhile you emerged
Soon prevailed over me and caged

You were no less than goddess
The happiness
Reflected on face
With all smiles

You were like fresh flower
Out from the grace of shower
It was god's will
That created and filled

You have full womanhood
And I have naturally understood
You are meant for me
To avail and feel free

Come and feel me
From clutches to free
I shall then breathe fresh air
Fully librated and fair

Come and hold
I shall feel bold
In this world
About other things to be told