For Other Relation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I miss each moment
When find you absent
Not near with physical appearance
I feel sad at once

What makes me to miss?
Why do I bring it on face?
Why people think I am restless?
I appeal them not to stress

I am human being
And not powerful king
Just an ordinary with emotions
That is must in all kind of relations

The company I have
And that is beautiful to behave
Miss for each other
And bother

In no other relation
You find such mention
Love stands at height
Even if, sometimes, we are late