Out Of Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Out of love and frustration too
Its extreme angles are very true
Both are looked upon very carefully
We know the meaning of love and jealousy fully

Love mushrooms not on hate
That stage comes very late
As you may be willing to sacrifice
But not break the promises

It has to travel only in one direction
It needs no specific action
It requires love and affection
It has no scope for any of the friction

Love only can lend happiness
It can bring shine on the face
It has nothing to do with color or race
There is nothing like sorrow to trace

We are peace and love missionary
We have no foe or any kind of adversary
Do the bare minimum that is necessary
I would love to make note of promissory

I know it knows no bounds
The message stands good and sounds
It is worth in today’s critical time
Where world crosses limit and threatens sometimes