It is perfection
With complete action
Of warmth and affection
I needed such transformation
Through out life I longed
Was never right and wronged
Meanwhile you emerged
Soon prevailed over me and caged
You were no less than goddess
The happiness
Reflected on face
With all smiles
You were like fresh flower
Out from the grace of shower
It was god's will
That created and filled
You have full womanhood
And I have naturally understood
You are meant for me
To avail and feel free
Come and feel me
From clutches to free
I shall then breathe fresh air
Fully librated and fair
Come and hold
I shall feel bold
In this world
About other things to be told
hasmukh amathalal
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