Feel The Real Fragrance Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I feel the fragrance
Smell it by chance
What a way to feel?
Long void to fill

Never in life had a shed
Never was some to be led
I found real companion
More or so with union

It was not gentle air
Let me speak fair
It never made me to delight
You made it alright

I had thought of oasis water
But it stood to alter
Complete scene in desert
With nice and loving heart

O woman of my love kingdom
I would love and last seldom
It will be your memory to cherish
Sing with joy and perish