With Lovely Song Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With lovely song

I had waited for long
with lovely song
the anxiety was not to be told
as it was my real world

I had waited for long
With lovely song
The anxiety was not to be told
As it was my real world

As I heard about his home coming
My feet were simply dancing
I was dreaming in day time
With losing of concentration sometime

Unknown happiness struck to mind
And I was becoming blind
In love to meet him eagerly
And whisper in ears gently

I was in real mood
I do not know “what did I understood”
But it was him only
To have made love dearly

He shall come near
And I shall greet him sans fear
How should I express my joy?
It is matter for self to enjoy