Love Is................ - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Does the love represent natural phenomenon with universal language
Has it to do anything with cast, creed, color, race religion or age?
How are we going to define it in real context with exact meaning?
Why everybody is expected to do something more with kind leaning?
Love is something which has remained unclear to many so far?
It emerges from no where and takes us to new
No one can be sure of when and how it started with precision?
Individual is lost in race without making proper decision
It is assumed that it has origin in early days of childhood
Parents too allow good and friendly relations in neighborhood
Good dress, smart turn easily draw the boys to imagination
Knowingly or unknowingly they fall prey to culmination
It does not speak any informal language or follow
People are drawn towards each other and allow
Coming to so close with intention of knowing well
Not sure of any outcome or, life turning into hell
Why love has been taken as message of God to preach?
Are the religion books not sufficient enough to teach?
Whatever may be reason, it has got its own answer?
Not many but may be understood really by fewer
Is it really infatuation, feeling or love, at first sight?
Does the man think it seriously from the beginning it right?
It does not come up all of sudden but develops gradually
Love seeds are sown deep and mushroom individually
Individual’s beautiful face or intelligence may be the sole reason
Wealth, background or external forces may vary from person to person
No condition is laid before realizing it in its true spirit and color
It is really a happy union when one is really opting or going for
It may not look sound, advisable or some times against the will
People may opt for revenge, seek blood or go for kill
Love has found its way and not allowed to happen bad still
It may all go for accommodation and not for standstill
It has survived onslaught and grown for centuries
With so many ups and downs amidst furies
It may still go on with modern ways and means
Hearts may beat with rhythms and look so keen
Love no language, boundary or barrier
It is simple prophet’s messenger or carrier
If love fails in any form or at any stage
It will be difficult and not easy to manage
Who says love can’t speak universal language/
Eyes look down with grace when come out of cage
It may find favor with poor man’s hut or palace
Certainly it is not aligned with any creed, color or race
Acknowledge it with humble approval as divine force
Don’t try to block or make it to look as farce
It has its acceptance in everybody’s eye
Hatred and not love needs permanent bye
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