Made Up Mind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Made up mind

I shall die alone
When you are gone
With dejection
And your simple rejection

You played treacherous part
As proof of cunning art
I was never a party
But you played it as dirty game

Swath off the lights
Before you go out of my sight
I shall die fully satisfied
As I had never lied

You proved doyen of cheaters
Liar and promise brokers
I was taken aback
When you said" you are going to break"

Neither had I stopped you
Nor gave you chance to put through
As I was tired of listening to all lies
And made up mind to disbelieve