A Love To Die Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I would love to die
For sacred love and fly
It may be my earnest try
I will not feel any shy

I know love never fades
It never exchanges or trades
It is beautifully laden
With love and happiness from heaven

Promises are not falsely made
No trap is intentionally laid
It is free and first at sight
It is like divine light

I shall never make simple excuse
I shall fall for and not refuse
To deny it means insult to God
As “God is love and love is God”

Gardens may have enough reason to boom
There should not be slightest doubt or any room
I would love to go it alone amidst protest
This the time for enduring the test

The love is never short lived
No such notion and wrongly believed
It has to thrive in all the seasons
It has strong base with many reasons

I would love to live very long
There is reason and nothing wrong
Nothing is available for cheap song
You got to be sufferer among

What is most you needed to part?
What to grasp and what to impart?
There has to be little weakening of heart
Then to beat it with lovely start

What it has to share in its base?
What it has to retain and what to erase?
What is to be exposed and what to phase?
it is lovely combination always to guess

I may surely prefer death
I may definitely face the wrath
Let love not die out in disgraceful way
Let it mushroom and not to fade away