hasmukh amathalal

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

Lovely Bees


Lovely bees
You are free
To visit nectar
And have honey from her

Love is to offer
And alter
The status
Of virgin

That shall be unique
Of its class but under check
Subject to intense love
With trust to believe

Life is like flower
With fragrance forever
To offer and attract
With lovely and fine act

It is delicate
With act to indicate
For new bid to revive
Love to blossom and survive

Flowers, you have inner perfume
That is with anyone seldom
You are blessed with by almighty
Love is seen and available in plenty

“Touch me not” beauty may say
Do not get moved and go away
Stick to your activity that is casual
Enjoy the company and maintain schedule

Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 20, 2014

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