Same fragrance here
Wednesday,19th December 2018
Everywhere it is the same
human hearts beat and claim
the closeness as human beings
and try to bring
what difference does it make?
when we wish to have a cake!
we can't find it before
yet feel the sweetness and adore
thoughts cross over
and we find cover
talk face to face
enjoy it with love's trace
Love has no relation
to the physical things in question
but we do make special mention
it is the feeling inside with its retention
yes, sometimes, it eats passion
I do make the confession
love certainly matters
but silently we utter
what a beauty in your presence!
I feel real fragrance
the fragrance of the real fresh flower
and clay smell coming from mother earth after a rain shower
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a beauty in your presence! I feel real fragrance the fragrance of the real fresh flower and clay smell coming from mother earth after a rain shower Hasmukh Mehta