I find it difficult
With inbuilt
Conception
Of solid relation

It is not
That I miss not
But show nothing
For each second and passing

I become impatient
And feel absent
With anything around
And loose ground

I speak in air
And look unfair
"Why should he not miss me"?
When I take his care like tree

My hands go round
Like branches to feel around
Waist and chest
Is it not the patience's test?

You may love rainbow
Find no color to withdraw
Retain its original shape
And silently clap

hasmukh amathalal

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