It Is Only Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It Is Only



Nobody can explain love
No one shall believe too
It has its own flare
Only one must think dare

It is palpitation
That thrives for relation
To come close
And pose (for an answer)

So much bitterness
In the absence
Of understanding
Love is relentless and unbending

Think about its outcome
You are always welcome
With love’s message
You have thorough passage

I shall long for
And never go wrong
For it is the only option
For laying good foundation

It Is Only
Friday, May 22, 2015
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Het Patel Lovely.... Unlike · Reply · 1 · 6 hrs

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Malik Zafar beautiful, yes love cant be explain in words but in emotions. its spoken in different language. we can feel it better than to explain. Unlike · Reply · 1 · 1 hr

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I enjoyed this poem a lot and the thought brought to mind that love really can't be fully grasped by the human mind 7 hours ago by Harlan Hollenbeck to It is only

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Nobody can explain love No one shall believe too

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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