Reflects In Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Reflects in form

I send my loving heart
To all who want to be my part
In individual capacity
Or as special entity

I miss all those signals
That gives me pleasure on arrival
With intense feelings
And inklings

I don't know
But I grow
The feelings of oneness
In the form of brightness

My heart aches sometimes
At human pain and sufferings
I become restless
With worrilines on face

I wait for friends to call
And expect them to stand like wall
And respond to crisis
Such is the reason or basis