Prized Woman Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India

Prized Woman



It melodiously rang
When you sang
An old song
“Never go wrong, never go wrong”

I remembered cuckoo
How come it was true?
Your voice was similar
I heard her regular

My morning was to be cheerful
I was looked at sky to become successful
But more I wanted to own prized woman
Who could look me after in hot sun?

You promised me to be one
There was no room for doubt to be shown
The sky was above me
We were pledged to be one and free

“Hello, I am yours” I heard her saying
As if she was laying
Her charm for more years to come
I was stunned at her show and welcomed

Prized Woman
Saturday, April 18, 2015
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 April 2015

Ahhh lovely...written from your heart 17 Apr by Lina Lotus | Reply

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 18 April 2015

It melodiously rang When you sang

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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