I Get The Pulse Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It shall surely
And reassure
We shall meet
And pleasurably greet

The day shall shine
And we both shall look fine
We shall look at sky
And seek the reason for why

Why I need to be away?
When you are ready to stay
Pass the life with me in journey
And seek the blessings from an almighty

I was shy to ask parting gift
But that was not shift
In my behavior
I was really seeking for

I get the pulse
That you are tense
And want early reunion
I shall want you really as companion