Her Picture Poem by Dilip Mevada

Her Picture

When I see the picture of my coy beloved,
Smile on her face makes greatly stunned.

She looks more beautiful than a fairy,
And her shinning eyes seem to be perry.

I find no time for myself and I think of her,
I always ignore myself and I become obscure.

A gmipse to her pic gives joy unfathomable,
And the drawsiness makes me in sleep mumble.

What if she doesn't return? Should I wait?
For I have been left with nothing but grate.

Heart says she'll come but mind dissents,
World says she won't but God assents.

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