Let Know Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Let know

I knew nothing
But it was something
Of unusual nature
I was not at all sure

Some change was taking place
I felt as if in beauty race
Something was urging me to liberate
Myself from being alone or irate

I succeeded in an attempt
And was soon in peak of an act
But it lacked warmth
I was slowly pushing towards death

It smelled
And telling
Of unusual sin
That was now seen

I shall regret
But not allow letting know
Others that I had violated
And turned modesty to be compromised