His Blessings Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
His Blessings
Rumi
All year round the lover is mad,
Unkempt, lovesick and in disgrace.
Without love there is nothing but grief.
In love - what else matters?
- Rumi
"Love matters "I wrote
What else is there?
Someone is needed to share
Remain side by and accept offer
Love should be graced
When faced
In reality
By an almighty
Without His blessings
We shall be missing
Beautiful time of saying together
Enjoy with simple desire
Love here I take as compassion
Room in heart for good relation
Sympathy for poor and down trodden ‘
Who struggle to make life simple even
The life shall be made easy
With schedule keeping so busy
Only one thing is at heart
To tackle humanity is simple art
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The life shall be made easy With schedule keeping so busy Only one thing is at heart To tackle humanity is simple art