No end in
Friday,27th December 2019
My love has no end
I love you as friend
this had been my trend
I shall always lend my hand
love to me neither was illusion
nor any cause of confusion
I held it extremely high
and never weighed in terms
your eyes were like deep ocean
something special I had seen
I went so deep to know
but each time was blown away
how the love can be measured
and reassured
that love has so much of vastness
to bring happiness and smile on the face
never mistrust
or put extra trust
it has many dimensions
it has to show and strengthen the relation
only unfortunates
may not be in position to relate
with purity in mind
and fail to find
hasmukh Mehta
only unfortunates may not be in position to relate with purity in mind and fail to find hasmukh Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I see your vour underwear