hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 29,744 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

How sweet!


How sweet were those words
Which took me in direction to look forward
How were they reassuring me in private
Even though they had come late

In fact you were always in heart chamber
Just before memory lane to remember
I never missed you for a moment
You were hardly away or absent

I heard each word
That you were with prayer’s work
It gave me some pulse
With so much of force

You could open your heart
But could not do from start
It was never a rejection
But affirmative gesture in action

I find you in my arms
So kind, sympathetic and warm
How to express my loss in expression?
“I missed you a lot” is real confession

Never leave me alone
I shall not absorb shock again
It shall ruin and wreck me from inside
Oh love, I dream to make you bride

Submitted: Sunday, December 01, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 02, 2013

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