Hot And Cold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Hot and cold

It is like volcano eruption
When there is new induction
Love takes heavy toll
With its first call

Not all can behave
Very nicely and have
Peace and stability in daily routine
You know not how to begin!
Yes, that face strikes mind
Despite hard try you cannot find
She is not with you all the times
But in special place sometimes

You are eager to see
But she is not at liberty
She is not free as you are
She will have to take care

You were given chance
To be in with presence
The fragrance blows you hold and cold
You are now in different world

No one has been able to decode
The pulses that rode
The mind of unknown person
Still she is with him for no reason