Remain No Tense Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Remain no tense

Think of no other art
That lies with heart
Not only remains ceaseless with emission
But consolidates the relation

It can be mine
With spell of force divine
But what has it to do with yours
When you can show no leniency or honor?

Don't disturb
Or shall face insult
I shall not entertain
Anything with pain

I have feeling
And inkling
About beautiful things
Those can easily bring

I shall blossom like flower
After rainy shower
The love has power
And someone has already offered