I Am Yours Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am yours

I might cease any time
That makes me to wonder from time to time
Not all old days are helping
They are silently harping

Why did she not tell?
About her being well
Over the smooth and silky relation
That provided lots of excitation

It is only means to live more
Sleep on bed and stare
At vast sky for its dominance
The love was just by chance

She might love too
With her intention very true
But what is use if she can't see?
The depth of calm sea

I wish to see her
Come silently closer
And peacefully whisper
'I am yours o, dear'