I Chase Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes, we are old friends
I always used to send
Beautiful messages
Full of pages

I used to sate'
And relate
My feelings and love
Which you used to believe

Your face always reminded
And added
The love essence
That brought shine on face

I wonder
How could we live under?
So apart but near
With no fears

I longed for your company
And prayed to almighty
But it was not to be
And turn into reality

I dream and nourish
With fine finish
I chase memory
In total futility