Full Drive Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Full drive

I opened my heart
To check artistically
To measure beats clinically
And report it lovingly

This I realized when felt necessary
That love is an instrument and acts as intermediary
Two souls bond permanently
And function jointly

So far it was unresponsive
And remained selective
It failed to advance as expected
The result was unexpected

Now it wants some refuge
Full cover in this age
And stay under an umbrella in journey
The blessings are sought from an almighty

So it shall be full drive
To survive
In lovely field
That was neglected and hands were not held