You may call me dear
Agony and pain you bear
No complaints or words I hear
Why not you make it very clear?
You always guided me as sun beam
Projected work as complete team
Life would have been utterly failure
If you had not made it fully secure
I am paying it very dearly
I miss the death very nearly
Cry from distance makes me upset
Nothing seems right from the outset
I may not deliver any good
My promises may not serve as tonic for food
How to prove and show the earnest feeling?
I can’t shed the tears even if willing?
The world, people and nature will laugh at me
They will find it as stage to be enjoyed free
Can we not present its beautiful look?
This s only way to come out of hook
Let not any one notice the plight?
We may not separate or go out of sight
What is the reason feel bad or fight?
We may choose what we feel is right
I am visibly moved
My apprehensions still not removed
I am carried away by the simple sentiments
They are not sad but glorious moments
Love is to give and sacrifice
Words may not prove or suffice
It will be simple trajectory of mind
May prove any time its essence and kind
hasmukh amathalal
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