Judge me correct

Forget me for ever if you can"
You are great poet but not a gentleman
He is loved one and you are dear
I shall not allow you to come near

I was taken back for a while
I tried to search meaning in her smile
Her eyes reflected nothing special
Was it acceptance or pure denial?

I left it to her decision
She might have uttered it with precision
So corrective and assertive approach
I thought she may be right as such

Did you ever see sad trees?
Provide shed but never free
Offer fruits but stones in return
Was it waiting same for me in turn?

We talk about raining clouds
Thunderstorm with bang and sound
Can it not be a pain from burst?
To quench the earth from thrust

You always stood by me and praised
Level too high to be appreciated and raised
Was I worth her expectation?
A million dollar question for relation

I must float alone on sea waves
See the rising waves and dare
Leave it to fate and decide now
What she can be and treat to how?

No one must judge me correct
I shall weave events in simple fact
May be I am called selfish and arrogant
But it is difficult to live by in present

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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