Beautiful Woman Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Beautiful woman

Don't allow writer
To go away after
He has eloped in loveThis advice you accept and believe

And if you find animal called poet
Just be quiet
He will take you in no man's land
Heaven or hell to be called

You are made to sit in carved moon
Even if it is hot noon
You shall be made to run in desert
With sad face in concert

So fall in love
And drive
With love wagon
And become famous or known

You have good husband
Who paints you like queen and
Gives you all word comforts
Taking your sheep to the Disney land port

You are in dreamland
With all friends
You are made most beautiful woman
With rose in hand and called super human