Precious One Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Precious one

Let me not remain
In pain
And feel loneliness
With gloom on face

I miss all my friends
Who are ET far ends?
Maintain only letter medium
I read and keep mum

No, we were one
And felt so much known
Knew each other's heart
And felt very much part

I always revealed
And filled
Joy with laughter
It was really good atmosphere

I shall feel their absence
And think whenever get chance
They were of my nearest one
So close and precious one