Roze Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Roze



“Roze, roze”
I whispered and posed
For more lenient views
She might have few to offer

She is
Before my eyes
Not in dream
But a living beam

I can’t go that deep
As she is trying to keep
Her well measured
Simple and elegant posture

Yes her blue and green eyes
Simply stare and try
To reveal about secrets of her mind
I too probe more to find

As usual
I see more from her visual
She stands for love’s encounter
I say it with smile and she turns into laughter

Roze
Friday, August 7, 2015
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 07 August 2015

She stands for love’s encounter I say it with smile and she turns into laughter

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 07 August 2015

Lovely eyes! ! ! Beautiful ink tfs xoxoxo 1 hour ago by Angel mia LOVE to Roze

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 07 August 2015

Smthng difrnt, vry nce Sir 2 hours ago by Randhir kaur Virdi to Roze

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 07 August 2015

Lovely ink tfs xoxoxo 4 hours ago by Angel mia LOVE to Roze

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