Type Of Closeness Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Type of closeness

I sensed trouble
And knew you were among special people
You had deserted smile
That crew my attention meanwhile

If some unforeseen incidence takes place
We can't leave the life's chase
It has to be faced
And timely raced

The seasons too change
And manage
In succession
And offer full blossom in relation

The trees come in full swing
And bring
New life to branches
And leaves occupy in inches space

I felt as if I needed her
And so made straight offer
It was her noble gesture
That we both came closer

Today when I look back
I find my pen with ink
Ready to draw her at each step
Such type of closeness we have kept