Not Insane Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She was not insane
But tried in vain
Trusted so much outside world
In fact it was not her real fold

She has preferred sturdy silence
Not to speak a word in anybody’s presence
It is her selected seclusion in fact
She prefers to stay alone but not to react

Her eyes are like fire
Anger may erupt in near future
Time is not ripe to explain
The volcano runs high in her vanes

“What was her fault” she just thought
The outburst remained within but was caught
She restrained and controlled the emotions
Well, it is buried deep under along with relation

Will she ever speak her side?
I anticipate it but surely divide
She is not weak girl to stand on alien ground
Her ire is against a person but not ill found

She has realized one fact
The anger should never force to act
Not ends always meet exactly as planned
The future makes it possible even if unplanned

I stand by her in each move
But there is no point to prove
She has her own wishes to go ahead
Some of the statements have been clearly read