Dream shore

Dream shore short poem

I dream of holy land

Where exists my dream with a friend

She is all for me forever

How can I miss even for second there?

I knew about her miserable time

I used to cry sometimes

I was never away from her sentiments

They were worrisome and critical moments

I wish to alight on that future land

Which may remain with me till the end?

I would love to see her face for hours together

Speak no word till arrival of smile offer

I would wish to separate never

Not from embrace or mind fever

She has made me a distant star

I wish not to remain long far

We have lived life in beautiful way

Even though it was thorny in different way

It made us to long for more reasonable way

“We are made for each other to live similar way”

I daily wish to see the same face

Elegant and gorgeous sans race

White or black may make no difference

I would love to spend time in your presence

How come sugar melts in milk easily?

To make the taste unforgettable merrily

I will melt in her life like day and night

Shall stay near to feel sans plight

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I am an ex-serviceman from Indian Air force. I joined Oriental Insurance Company and retired from there too in May, 2007. I have been graduated from Punjab University. I hold technical qualification like Diploma in Radio/engineering .I have done English and Hindi stenography as well. I had mastered the art in Morse telephony too. I am associated with several welfare organizations and served long time as Union leader too. I am at present working as hobby writer. I write poems on various subjects and invite suggestions from all the quarters.I have written one memoir named “As I see it” and ready for publication.One interesting part of writing I would love to share with all my reader friends. I am not sure weather it may be the same case with all as I do not want to be caught in any controversy. When I sit on my personal computer, there is absolutely no thought in mind as to what is to be picked up as thought and written. These all things I leave it to the discretion of almighty to fill my mind with relevant ideas. So far I have been graced by Him and as result was able to compose about 6700 poems.I have been awarded with 4 achievement award from the www.ezinearticles.com for successfully meeting 200 poems in 100 days with their standard. Last competition, I completed 223 poems in 48 days .I am writing on many sites so as to be associated with reader friends all over the world. They have published about 1000 poem sin their journalsi mostly publish on www.poemhunter.com as hasmukh amathalal and nearly completed 9500 poem with world ranking
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