High Ambiion Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The sky meets as we see
But we are free
But we think it as not
Only our attention is caught

It is good to feel
For self satisfaction and tell
Where as we all know
The fancy can in any direction grow

Today I sit alone
And feel lonely
She has gone to heavenly land
I have lost my best companion and friend

I think of her and feel sad
The heart aches and feels sad
I have no words to express
But sadness rushes on face

I feel it so much painful
In life I was successful
But failed at the end
As she is no more with me and dead

I extend hand to feel her touch
But where else I can find as such?
She has left behind only memory
I feel so sad and sorry