Makes Rich Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Makes rich

It is no love
I believe
Love makes you rich
And helps to reach

It has blessings
And nothing goes missing
You are enriched
As flower has fully reached

It is an excess
With eagerness
On face
To show that you are in chase

It will fail in your hunt
And make you to bear burnt
With no peace at heart
From the start

Feel from within
And imagine win
Over barren heart
That has shown inkling towards your love art

Concentrate
And relate
In action
Your very much loving reaction