Still miss
Tuesday,27th August 2019
Yes, little by little
I struggle
and inch towards
with loving words
you are my vast horizon
dreamy heaven
in the desert land
and may stay till an end
I loved you from the heart
and made you inseparable part
but you remained a far dream
and formed no team with me
I still miss
when looking at the morning breeze
and take a deep breath
for love's unstinted faith
I feel no regret
but let
my fancy travel across
with no real loss
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem