hasmukh amathalal

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

Perfect man of real life


Perfect man of real life
The dreamer could be only wife
He keeps her guessing all the time
In dream also she misses sometimes

He has been remembered
Day and night to be offered
Still love may not grow old
It is entirely different world

Day seems longer
Nights are little shorter
What moon and stars speak in silence?
They all remind her of his presence

She can’t curse even
As has been given full promises
To be with her in coming days
He will then be with her for full stay

Dreams keep human being in happy mood
Person feels lonely and can live on without food
It is one of sweetest moment to feel
Eyes roam around to see and steal

Why not seize and make it real
Let dreams not take over what you feel
Let those dreams turn into rosy bed
Cheeks reflect no concern but turn red

Submitted: Monday, September 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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