Love Is Never Known Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love is never known
It is stored inside and flown
Makes us sad when other part is unhappy
Just a sacred feeling created by almighty

Think of mankind sans feeling
Everybody would have been bent upon killing
No one would see with affection
Every where will be seen only hatred and bad reaction

It is essential and most important
Even if we don't show but must come instant
It is not limited to physical attraction alone
A love is really shown when person is already gone

This is how we miss some one even after decades
Memory remains in steel box of mind and does not fade
You can clearly see visible lines on face
They come often and invade even if you fail to chase

It is better to love and to be loved
It is not the matter to be believed
It is strange enough to ignore
What else we can ask for more?