With Set Mind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With set mind

I feel your touch
I try to reach
In sweet dreams
And find light in form of beam

I focus on face
But fail to trace
Any appearance
Of love at once

I still feel nice
And surprise
Why does this man come so often?
Makes me desperately driven

I give no room to strain
But feel no pain too
His presence reminds
The happiness of all kind

I wonder about journey
That has been set by an almighty
I keep trust and faith
He will do no wrong till my death

Any girl may want fulfillment
Her dreams at present
It is just with set mind
And she will certainly have place to find