Your Queen Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Your queen

Dream and down
From bed to ground
You will be about to catch
But couldn't reach

Your arms are in air
With lovely stair
The girl is inviting
You are delighting

You think of her
But she is very clever
She shows some sign
You are forced to resign

You are now day dreamer
With no drummer
But dancing
With excitation and singing

She is perfect partner
And no sooner
Shall join bang wagon
For making life heaven

You are king here
Queen with crown near
You are feeling great
Such is dream that has come very late