Money Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Miss you so much sweet
But you did not greet
I was all along with you angel
But you had different angle

You wanted me to go fast
So I had no option but to last
But now since you are sorry
Then take care and don't worry

I shall try to stay
But don’t throw the promises away
You have heart only to spend
But that brings my tragic end

I want to be with you sweet
But you have no time to meet
I don’t stay at one place
But change hands in the race

You miss me once then I am gone
You are in mess and everything is undone
You keep me up to chest
That will be considered as best