My Prince In Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My prince in
Friday,2nd Aug 2019

Here I get laid
without words being said
not in utter disgust
but with hidden trust

who shall take me away?
to the distant dreamland and stay
until life comes to an end
with the same trend

I look at the star
and feel very far
to remain lonely and angry
despite being loved for the beauty

where shall I find my prince?
and watch him from the distance
to keep in my heart chamber
and always remember

dreams get shattered
as I get up in the morning with prayers offered
the picture gets carved in memory
I dressed up with style in a hurry

I shall wait
and stand at the gate
to relate
the story of love sans the hate for love

Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Luna dream