Treasure Island

hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

In vague terms


I shall stand by you
So you can have true confidence
Ready to fly with strong wings
Cheerfully up in sky and sing

There is nothing like support
It is there with good rapport
Love is to take and reciprocate
That shall spread like perfume and relate

No attention is needed in love
It is not made ready to believe
It comes from within to act
Love is really a magnificent force in fact

There is point in argument
We can be together for all movements
In fact we are complement to each other
We are incomplete without one another

So never think in vague terms
If one is weak another may prove in turn
Strong and capable to go forward
Where you will be able to honor the words

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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