Dear Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You always like to hear
The nice word” dear”
It pleases our ears
When some one says” o, dear’

I address to all
With same sweet call
Many feel so elated
As the world is closely related

You are my nur* Light
The proper word meaning “very right”
The friendship is like shining star
Even if person is staying far

It is internal feeling
That is certainly filling
One’s desire for expressing term
That is same way expressed in turn

Many come with hostile reaction
When read word “dear” in violation
They think it is not proper
I silently retire and whisper

Dear means dear and must stay near
One must feel about without fear
It rarely comes with attachment
I feel nothing more to comment