Strawberry Poem-08 Poem by Ahatisham Alam

Today I asked my strawberry to suggest me a title
She requested me to have a feel of my own vital.

And to think something of my future dream,
She knows not that my life is full me dark scream.

Her love is a ray of hope or a lightening beam,
The feeling of her closeness reaches its stream.

When she is apart, this world seems vain,
When she is hurt my heart feels the pain.

I wish her all the beauties.
And success alongwith purities.