I Crave Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I love you queen
From the start I was keen
How can I dream of leaving?
When it was case of so much of loving

So far we have exchanged
Smiles and pleasantries are only managed
High hopes still lay unattended
Are you really offended?

Feel me at your place
I am very much in race
Seeking your hand for favor
That shall remain as an honor

I am king without throne
Those lovely and powerful days have gone
Queen will you accept poor king?
Who always loves you and sing

I love and miss you as well
Flowers and branches shall tell
How much I missed your absence?
You are real love and essence

I need to take you on island
Lovely, beautiful and unforgettable land
Where you and me and no one else
Run behind passionately and chase

I earnestly crave
But nicely behave too
You are my dream and reality
Will you hold my hand in presence of an almighty?