I Shall Fetch Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I shall fetch you silver stars
Bright moon with spots and scars
Whole galaxy and Milky Way
Invite through eyes and say

Neither have I words to offer
Nor any strong reason to differ
Silently I would love to suffer
Even…………

Why is it so with deep impact?
Readiness to accept but not to react
Willing to go for outright acceptance
No reason to sight it as mere instance

May be as true lover, I must adhere to
Not to prove ideal one or compare to
But certainly to prove as equal match
As she will considered as prized catch

Immediate result may not be possible
Love as such is completely irresistible
I can’t hold it back any more in reserve
Honestly bid for it as I simply deserve

What happens if she completely refuses?
How to avert show off and situation to defuse?
Love is not the commodity for open sale
Sordid affair may be termed as laughing tale

I don’t know the other side of the hill
Never tried to know or assert the will
I stood as perfect target in her eyes blue
Not allowing the person to have any clue

Well, I go for it with earnest desire
Ready to admit and openly admire
No more comments with even slight satire
She4 may have no reason to exhibit ire

She is bestowed with good body and talent
All round show and performance excellent
What blinds me is her exempt simplicity?
Steam in rough weather with clear ability


I shall endeavour to see at happen as reality
Try to prove its worth as best quality
Pairs are made in heaven with blessings
It should take place……………………

Simple flower may serve all the purpose
There can be no other reason or suppose
It has its own strength worth to prove
She may realize it and lovingly approve