It Is Painful Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is painful
And feel remorseful
Where sentiments rule
And make you helpless fool

Some outside force wracks
And develops cracks
In your relation
You have only sad indication

When you had promised
To be with and exercised
Opinion in favor
But later on backed out to turn sour

Heart witnesses
Some sad lines on face
Decides not to speak
But remain in dark

There shall still be hope
As love never flops
Shows some way to compromise
As love always promises