A Magical Spell Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I did not pick meaning of love till I experienced
I smelt a fragrence as soon as I was influenced
I started taking fresh air as it coldy blew
It was amazing to feel as if I was air borne and flew

It might have been expressed number of times in the past
I was moving in the direction very fast
I thought it will have no end and will not shortly last
There was no room for doubts to cast

May be it was blessings directly from the Almighty
I was not at all used to such things and felt so lucky
It was altogehter different feeling and started feeling shy
I had no courage to face the friends for unending reply

It is magical spell to have made space
New soul was breahing and I was in race
Though there was nothing new as special case
It was age old dillemma and I had to face

I was dreaming a day in night
I don’t know how far it was right
I struggled hard with conscious and continued to fight
There was definitely some solution in sight

Life is incomplete if you choose to go alone
It may be devoid of feelings and remain as stone
No impact will be created in senible matters
The heart and soul may always be on jitters

The heart is meant to beat with natural blessings
All possible love is there and nothing has gone missing
It is for eternal feeling and complete fulfillment
It is not only a happy but glorious moment