For Each Other Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I did not see her today
That was routine on the way
She may b e found in window
Jerking her wet hair and allow

Some of the water drops
May make bid to stop
On my face and remind
What good have I to find?

Her presence
Has become at once
A new trend
That always sends

A message
Of an young age
To live for each other
And care

I may smile
And dream about her style
Yes, she can be called intelligent
And the way she thinks to present