A Gain Without Pain Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Pain makes love to strengthen
It is on right footing then
There is no gain without pain
Earth experiences pain when it rains

No doubts should be raised
It must always be praised
It may not yield immediate result
The strong foundation has to be built

It may cause you great concern
It can’t be called trend as modern
It was there previous and may remain so
You can’t do it at first attempt or go

Love has to be observed from two points
The pick up of positive threads as hints
To follow it as natural gift
No ill feeling or to have slight rift

Love is ocean of sorrow
No one knows what will happen to morrow
Purity in sense and with sincerity to follow
No to blind promises as to be proved hollow

Love is to be considered as holiest gift
There is supposed to be no shift
It may endure you life time tragedy
It may also prove hoax and turn in comedy

Assume where it can take to you in case you late
It should not be termed as bad luck or fate
It has to be accepted fire ball
Immediately respond to it with a first call

It may wait endlessly for your reply
There is no special condition to imply
Think on dotted lines and make a grand push
It may pay handsomely to you without any rush

Love may remain for many more days to come
Your action must speak volumes with grand welcome
Nothing goes wrong if patiently waited for
There is nothing like pain or anything in store