Delightful Eyes Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It may complicate if wrongly assumed
Things can never be presumed
As it lacks strength and logic
It has some element of basic

What we some time think is not error?
But it may create problem for others with fear
It may cause agony and embarrassment
This is not real as it is simple harassment

It may and has to be misreading
As it may not help in leading
To the end of the road
As it may be burdened with load

Love is to steadfast and sacrifice
Keep up the words with promise
That must be borne in mind till demise
Then only it may be called wise

What you do in consideration is mere infatuation
It has no relevance with continuation
You are simply drawn by outer beauty
This can’t be called ideal with fine quality

Even animals show some discipline
They also sometime refuse to go by and decline
Some sense of ideology seems to be in their head
Only we fail at some of point time to read

Love can be read in shining eyes
It has all the colors, aspirations and flies
In right direction with no illusion at all
Responds to immediately with sincere call

If at all one wants to perform ideal
He or she must think twice and act real
It has some sort of invisible bond and not deal
One baths in it with satisfaction and delightedly feel