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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal
Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
Friday, November 5, 2010

A Love Has No Shape

Rating: 2.8
Love has no shape, color, creed or caste
It has wide range and can never die out or last
To think of it is madness and sheer waste
Can any one explain whether it has sour or sweet taste?

The God has put one sensational device
It bits on ceaselessly with mute voice
It can cry, laugh and express anger
With all helplessness when faced with hunger

The wound can be healed with medicine
The happiness and sadness can also be seen
The heart may bleed but there won’t be trace
Only some lines ma reflect on sullen face

If love is to be believed then can be found in ant region
If it that is to be worshipped then it needs no religion
All religions teach and profess same contents
Never have they come out with any adverse statements

I tried to search some drawbacks or lacuna
It was present everywhere and in all arenas
Al spoke of one language with same spirit
The love and peace should lead the way even in dm light

So long there is love there is chance
It is to be tried by all and not at once
It has unique way of handling the crisis
The magic spell of it always forms the basis

Can love be altered to hate or poison?
Can there be any criteria or specific reason?
As love has no color or fragrance to smell
How poison can be expressed or written well?

Some scientists tried to test the poison
There was no need to explain its position
What did it cost to human life as result?
It has quality which is real and in built

Let love be not confined to any creed
Let it not be give any type of wrong feed
It must mushroom in natural way
No one may have any objection to express or say

It has push pull action
There is no swing or any reverse reaction
It will pulsate regularly to fine the refuge
Both the companions may have no reasons to refuse


If you can not facilitate then do not obstruct at least
It may give different color and twist
It will be pushed to corner and never meet again
The position may not come true to regain

It is hard fact of life that we must realize
If necessary then consent and oblige
Do not create any type of the blockade
Let it excel without being lost or fade
Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal
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