Speaks volumes

Monday,4th February 2019

 

Many times, I get lost

in the crowd and think most,

why is love called as such?

when one really fails to reach

 

tears fall

and create a distrust wall

yet I give full chance

and try to see at once

 

When I find it is like a mirror

where I find no error

in your approach and dealing

it creates some sort of healing

 

I find another side

and decide

to throw a lot

without being caught unaware

 

I find a shining face

with full of love traces

that speaks of volumes

and spreads the fragrance

 

Hasmukh Mehta