Deep In Cormer Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Deep In Cormer
Deep corner
Love is fragrance
You can feel by chance
It is not available easily
Or like commodity
It is natural
To feel
Its pulse
And rush
We give no name
But claim
With its possession
And define as sacred relation
No all are lucky
But remain happy
With one or another reason
It depends from person to person
It is trust
And not lust
That emanates from deep corner
And goes for shelter
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It is trust And not lust That emanates from deep corner And goes for shelter