Extend Hand At Once Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Work, work and work
but do not forget word
that was promised
Yet missed

We all want good company
To spend time easily
Converse and enjoy
As it is part of joy

Minds easily tune
With fragrance of perfume
I is natural affiliation
To create bond and relation

I extended hand
That was reciprocated as friend
But it did not mushroom
As flower blossomed

The joy must be seen
As mark of natural scene
We all are here to add beauty
As wished by an almighty