No More Blind

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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When he tried to come near I had sensed some fear He tried to address me as dear But I was apprehensive with his words to hear But I was bold enough To counter it with open laugh I made it clear With thick air of layer What shall you offer? As my love is precious and dear I shall not part with lies You can think and send your replies He was taken back As the question was power packed I wanted no more false person So made very much clear with reason You shall not be first Or even last I shall choose the right So make it little accurate I had wanted heart That belonged to me as inseparable part I could weep with open mind And felt as if was no more blind

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