Full Of Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Full of

Oh no! It was not night mare
Still I dared
Even though I had recently developed
And eloped

I came through net contact
It was game and no act
But I was inclined
As he never declined

I leaned more
And adored
His qualities as man
He was superb human

Some people leave behind
Impression of special kind
He was one of them
I decided to tame him

With one stroke he was down
He had theme of his own
I was accepted as his choice
Now the life was full of promises