Praise the love
Sunday,4th August 2019
There is no race
but takes place
anytime anywhere
but needs to dare
it may not be first at the sight
but always feel right
for the much-needed relief
it is backed by the strong belief
when the flower opens
with beautiful color and petals
its fragrance is smelt within
its effect is visibly seen
praise the love
and believe in
it's sacredness
and holiness
Love may bind you
and compel to look through
with different vision
to keep no confusion
love has a new dimension
with appeal and retention
that shall bring you near
and long to become dear
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem