Nothign Else Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nothing else

I die, I die
But desperately try
For her approval
To know about all good people

Love never shows compassion
It is relation
That existed in each birth
Previous or now till death

Nothing else
But peace
In mind and in thought
She is never caught

I die hard
With words
In appeal
To look real

Let her remain adamant
Live and non existent
Yet I move with her presence in mind
Set my vision and try to find