Calm Nights Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is such a lovely condition
Perfectly matching in relation
To hold hand in hand
And act as permanent friend

Nothing matters
When you utter
His or her name
To claim

The days turn excited
Present mood remains fully elevated
The day seems to be longer than expected
The quietness is observed and respected

Nights turn dreary
As life seems flowery
With close contact already
Life looks heavenly

With no option to go near
And speak in ears
It is only dream project
“To turn into reality”: as matter of fact