Hello Dearest Jadia Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes I have missed each moment
There after it has ceased with any movement
She came with force and made me restless
I missed her with each word that had been spoken on face

“Dearest Jadia*” she used to address
That brought wonderful smile on face
She was already established poetess
I had just stepped in as fresh with simple case

“Nightingale” I used the word in response
It was carefully selected and chosen
It fitted well in my memory
She had established with me already

She used to visit me as cuckoo bird
In morning with good melody and “hello” word
This had created a world to live in
I used to wait till she was seen

I wished forever such about spring days
Now autumn has set in to take her away
All my creams have been crashed and remained as memory
I feel sad for lost creature with sorry

You are no where seen and heard
I search but find no hint with word
I would love to hear ”Hi, dearest Jadia*”
It looked as if she has chosen to be away from media

*Jadia…. Bulky man