At The Moment Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Let people not accept
Force me aside to be wept
I shall reiterate and repeat
Love is only meant to meet and greet

People try to define under pressure
The word itself is not sure
They take simple smile
As cause of love meanwhile

Love can be prelude to start
When you actually start to feel part
Try to come close and propose for hand
You feel like to be nearest friend

Rest of the feelings comes later
As bond is strengthened further
It has mixture of closeness and frankness
Honesty to unite and belief in oneness

“To say love is divine” may belittle funny
It has been taken in broader means by many
It is body desire and close intimacy
Secret blessings to all by almighty

It may turn later on different lines
As lust for sex is pushed to side lines
It is now taken over by special attachment
A real feeling for each other at the moment