hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

For Any Reason


Yes in any form
As body stay completely torn
Dreams remain shaken
And spirit is already taken

Yes but presence
May form essence
Of what has been missed out
There is so much to feel and talk about

Females are supplement to man
As she may prove faithful as woman
Hand in hand to walk with and smile
Complete in harmony to stay with for a while

He is half side of person
And that is valid reason
You know what you desire for her
She is always for you and there

Listen to her attentively
She may understand you positively
That is the only way to feel good
She is tonic for you and energetic food

Never make her feel sad
As it may prove very bad
Love as much as you can
So she has nothing to worry for any reason

Submitted: Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, July 25, 2012

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