Plant Your Wish Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Plant your wish

You are love bird
And wait for no word
Very much handsome
And symbol of master love game

You are selective
And remain subjective
You are no addict
But certainly insist

You have power
Like clouds with shower
How do they strike land?
With caring for foes or friends

I am fool too
With blind love put through
Seductive eyes
With try of enough love

When will this end?
Or have I to amend?
Surrender with whatever you want
And allow your wishes to plant