Finally Manage Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Finally manage


Love is something like fruit
It must suit
To your temperament
And internal acknowledgement

Real love flows from both the sides
There is no road block or divide
It jumps barrier and embraces
The words are reflected on the face

If you are unable to express
And bring the blind chase
To show it on the face
It shall become real race

Love and affection
Form main core in relation
It flows in one direction
To concentrate with combination

It is blessing from the god
That you are sharing the word
That has something to do with exchange
Set the life and finally manage