As Such Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

May be it is coincidence
To think of her presence
At an early morning hour
I find this article to read her

Well, I am awake too
The feeling is not faked
I swear it to be true
I have really fallen through

Love is universal
I welcome her arrival
With true feelings and bond
She is always there to be found

I am be back to sleep
But with some of the thoughts to keep
Shall I be ever to her?
This question pertinently bothers

No doubt she has always conceded
To the real love and added
Real fragrance with flower’s touch
I always go down in her love as such