Natural Poetess Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Natural poetess

"No, no, that shall never happen"
She woke up all of sudden
His memoirs shall never allow
For me to freely blow

He has lain down live
For the nation to believe
That supreme sacrifice is death
For fighting up to last breathe

I was reeling under her magic spell
She spoke so well
For her never materialized love
I was simply driven

But we are friends
And shall remain till an end
For poetical world
About our creations to be told

I was going deep and deep
With so much of load to keep
Who she was to tell me all such wonderful things?
I think natural poetess she was