hasmukh amathalal

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

You have full rhythm


I find word by word
That takes me forward
To align with you
And feel honest and true

You are making me to live
To come by you alive
Feel your pulse
And stay with of course

I go by your command
But put no demand
Would love to flow alongside water
As you seem to be Holy River

You have full rhythm
Each word and full of them
Speaks about your heart
Each word or whole seems to be an art

It has happened all of sudden
I never expected it to happen
But it seems path and destiny
Blessed in advance by almighty

Wind blows with message
I seize it and put on page
It has glory and beautiful tale
My face turns bright from going pale

I wish to hold an arm
As I know it may cause no harm
It has creativity and strength
Alongside same wavelength

Will you walk few steps along?
And stop me if I go wrong
I shall wish and would love to listen
If you have decided in turn

Submitted: Sunday, August 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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