The Perfection You Get
I am not a William Shakespeare
for whom everything was possible
I am what I am want to be the same
lived my life and am living with your name
give me clue that you too love me
and have faith I will cross the deepest sea
I am not a poet and don't want that
I only want you in my fate
if you are getting me than
come to me before it is too late
each time on your behold, my love grows
being not an artist, make your eyebrows
you are born with such a face
god has carved you living no trace
I think you are getting
what I meant to say
your face has enough brightness
to convert the night into a day
it is time to give full stop
but doesn't mean I have lost hope
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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