From Pullen Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The small and lonely cottage
Reminds us of lonely age
Where you want to spend rest of the time
After struggle carried out in prime time

It is in nature's refuge
Small and not huge
Just to take you for granted
As you had wanted

Even the bee's sound can be heard
The cuckoo could be found melodious in words
It is simply a wonderful heaven
The structure raised on ground's green

The lover comes from behind
With gentle steps not to be found
Your eyes are shut close
The hands do not disclose presence

Nostrils are swollen
With fragrance from pollen
The cottage looks reminder of a youth
As if lonely structure that may remain till breathe