Come To Hold My Hand (13th July Myself) Poem by Prashant saxena

In the rain amidst of dark
my boat is trembling in
between shark
The only sound reach to ear
of huge waves and tides
and of water which comes
from hole inside
My heart start beating in
strange fear
But my tears still in hope that
you are near
to hold my hand
even tears of my eyes lost in
every dropp of rain
This is only your love which
give me enough courage
to stand up against this
insufferable immense pain
Take me away from sea of
sorrow to beautiful land
Still in hope that you will come
to hold my hand
True love is like a four leaf
clover told by few
Hard to find, lucky to have that's
quiet true
Perhaps that's why my body is
so lucky
to have a soul like you
But your body have a soul of me?
I don't knew
Take me away from sea of
sorrow to a beautiful land,
i'm still in hope that you will
come to hold my hand
May be i'm nt so smart
Or,
may be i can't pull a cart
but i can promise you to never
break ur heart
and never makes you cry
And i will kept my promise
untill i die.
You are my thing of beauty as
told by keat
In this freezing cold your love
is only source of heat
For a hunger your love is
reservior of wheat
Plz come soon before frost
freeze me up
take me away from sea of
sorrow to a beautiful land,
come to hold my hand