Spring's Arrival

Only smile is there
It does not take me anywhere
I shall be sad and feel hurt
When she is seen around but not to flirt

Not sure of what is in her mind
I shall never try to find
She must read me honestly
I am no more man for her to be likely

When she says 'no thought of love'
I have nothing to accede but to believe
It is such a confession of love on face
That may be her assertion in such case

I must content with whatever she says
This can be takes as parting ways
Such things do happen in life or take place
It is difficult to handle such delicate phase

Preserve the smile for future use
May be something new may come up to defuse
The situation may sometimes turn normal
When season awaits for spring's arrival

I am natural lover and so fell for her
Smile, sweet talks and addresses led to laughter
I have spent hours for knowing a person
But sometimes you fail to find reasons

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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