For Correction Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love is colorless
But brings smile on face
With many changes from time to time
And hold it with fe4elings divine

Not all may look from fixed angle
But struggle
To define
And suffer as if faced by famine

But one thing is sure
To secure
The lovely place
One must always sacrifice

It is simple white color
With peace and surrender
You may always wonder
What kind feeling is this to enjoy and assure?

It needs trust
So insist
For correction at each stage
And skillfully manage