May Last Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

May last

Make it final choice
You have clear voice
The mind to think
And heart to respond with golden ink

You make first contact
And turn it into lovely act
When finally comes for showdown
You refuse to own

The love has innocent sides
You seriously decide
As it is question of serious and hones union
You must find good companion

Love or no love
It must have no label
If you have developed some bond
Be always cheerful and fond of

It is sentimental instrument
And needs at present
Careful handling of mental balance
The love may last really and not as chance