Chance To Patch Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Chance to patch

Yes, no really
If that happens ordinarily
There is chance to patch
Else it evaporates and one can't catch

When air goes up in form vapor
It has real endeavor
Of reaching to sky
With so many miles to fly

There it is accumulated
The clouds get it cooled
And sent back in the form of shower
To turn whole area under water

That is real cycle
And blessings to people
The earth turns green
With creation of new scene

But it creates odd seen
If other party is not keen
The love is broken
And never taken back in form of token