Language Plain Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You made me to weep
As I was unable to keep
Your long absence
As missed chance

Why is that so similar?
Your heart beats are regular
I hear its push beat by beat
My heart too rushes to greet

I fear of loud sound
When clashes occur with clouds
I get mesmerized with lightening
My ire against you is softening

I remember first meet
We had forgotten how to greet
It was mad rush of river water
Whole of silence course was altered

You were laid beside
To whisper and confide
I had lots of sea waves
To see in your bright eyes

Your presence was for sure
I felt it with immense pleasure
You where no where but near
I slowly whispered”O my dear”

My love echoes in your brain
That speaks of no pain
You surrender and silently remain
It reciprocated with language plain