Her Style Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Her Style
New day has emerged
And offered
With great sunshine
But I feel "not fine"
She is far away
And likely to stay
For days and probably years
Much to my fear
She never acknowledges
And manages
With words
To say at least "yes"
I probed her mind
But found her unkind
I found her unreasonable
With added woe and troubles
She may be enjoying
But denying
Me an opportunity to stay
With her and enjoy any way
She may have her style
And reason to smile
But I feel sad with each passing day
Why does she keep me dry all the way?
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4/18/2024 10:05:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem. I loved the lines...... She may have her style And reason to smile...Very true said in few lines. I loved reading it. Thanks for sharing with us.