All My Dreams

Poem By Hasmukh Amathalal

Some 10 years might have been passed
Since we met and interacted
It was meeting of mind at first sight
I felt you were the real one and right

You proved to be my teacher
“You were sober and gentle” it appeared
Like an angel you descended on this lovely earth
I was amazed at your skill when you breathed

I was zero starter with no direction
You proved to be master in action
You not only caught my hand and moved
But stood by me and apprehension was removed

Good poetess and queen of words
I always looked forward
You were taking me ahead of others
I used to smile secretly and offered

It was you only my love
I sincerely prayed and believed
You were my hidden inspiration
That could match with any relation

Today you are 7 seas away
Far from my shore where I can find no way
Yet the magnetic waves travel to and forth
I shall await your arrival till death

May I express once again?
I shall mind about no pain
You just be my queen and remain
Till I get away with all my dreams

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Some 10 years might have been passed Since we met and interacted


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