Love Is Natural Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love is natural
It can not be oral
It can not expressed in words
It is same as you pray before the lord

Do not wish it to happen
It may take happy turn
Without your knowledge
Just wait for mature age

Love is no game dear
Fall in ocean without any fear
The blue water may taste sour
Yet love will be yours

Love is not what we all aim
It is not the attachment that you claim
It is real belonging and bond
That shall stand none to second

It is just feeling
That one may have with willingness
It may bring shine on face
With lot more to speak and trace