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My Dearest

Mahipat Singh 1973 (Uttarakhand)

My dream is to find you, when I was born,
My dearest you never saw me before,
My heart is waiting for you now,
You will come for sure,

I promise where and when,
God will meet us together
Then we will enjoy the life's glory,
But you never do anything in hurry,

My dream is like a burning fire,
Still waiting for a way,
Grow a path full of joy,
Spirit petals of rose on your way,

Days have passed away, time to reach,
When warm summer comes on my way,
Burning day showering rain blesses on me,
Thou, the greatest heaven come to meet us,

Power and prosperity to separate alone,
There is no bound on it,
That you and me hold it,
But our inner voice quit away,

Few days more when time will spent,
Basket of happiness will meet us,
All happiness will be in our bags,
Fame And Beauty will surround us,

Beautiful world access the way,
Promise to me guide the way!
But until when I surf, the new
Till than you look the way,

Love beyond the life,
Innocent doesn't know it
My soul believe that, once its true,
You accompany me and wings will spread alone!

By : Mahipat Singh
dt. 04.07.2004 time 11.30
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Submitted by leomahipatsingh on October 02, 2015

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Mahipat Singh

Leo Mahipat Singh Jetha was born in 10th August, 1973 in Kandai, Janapad Chamoli, Uttarakhand, India and he completed his schooling and Intermediate from there. Presently he is living in Faridabad. He is dual PG from Pondicherry University in Master of Foreign Trade (MFT), MBA (International Business), graduated from M.D. University in Arts (BA). He loves to Literature and wrote many Short Stories and Poems in English and Hindi languages. more…

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