I scented a fragrance
and took it as a heavenly sent chance
I felt belongingness
and certainly wore happiness
you were my inspiration
model for the relation
with all the more
not to make me sore
I judged you
and came through
only one conclusion
you were a kind and perfect woman
another woman may dare
but fail to stare
in eyes to convey
but end up with dismay
you were valley of love
to enjoy and believe
in its sanctity with holiness
with a broad smile on the face
you have the power to drown
in n a sea and own
my downfall
it is such a beautiful call
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
World poet laureate
© Hasmukh A. Mehta
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