Passing Quickly Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Passing quickly

I too love in same way
As I happily stay
In dream with sweet company
Even though surrounded by many

I have focused
And refused
To see
Even though available free

Why did I not try?
I shall not cry
For lost opportunity
As I had decided already

You were to become my queen
And to be seen
In crown
Over the crown of my own kingdom

It was to be main interest
And time's test
As it was passing quickly
I was waiting eagerly