Morning Bliss Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Morning Bliss



Feel the touch
And reach
As fast as possible
I face the trouble

I want you
I speak true
As it becomes unbearable
Now and then to be alone

Wind reminds me of gentle touch
As if you have reached
Given no intimation
But honored the relation

I feel scented air
That blows pure
I inhale with full care
As if you are somewhere here

Why do I feel the warmth of sun?
Why do I feel sound of run?
You are rushing In with heavy steps
I listen to it with when breath stops

I shall ever miss
Till find morning bliss
It reminds me freshness of flower
As if to have it from rainy shower

Tuesday, November 11, 2014
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 13 November 2014

Liwayway Winter Thank you Hasmukh Mehta. your comment looks better than my poem 23 mins · Unlike · 1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 12 November 2014

good Young Akpasubi11 minutes ago Really great job. Keep it up Comment +1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 12 November 2014

Very nice flow. Zachary Marks20 minutes ago I just like it. Enough said really. I like the flow of it more than anything else though. A little rough in the beginning for my taste, but good overall.

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Gajanan Mishra 11 November 2014

freshness of flowers, sir, your poems are. Namaskar..

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 11 November 2014

Feel the touch And reach

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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