My Secret Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
My Secret Love
It is like hidden treasure
No one is sure
How to make it feel?
Or reveal
No love has its spectrum
With enough of wisdom
Where to mix
And how to fix
The heart places curtain
The mind maintains
The secret
Not to let
So one takes pleasure
And makes sure
No one gets wind
And finds the chamber
What to reveal!
Where there is no deal
No feel
And things to fill
So I sit
And meet
My secret love
And conveniently believe
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So I sit And meet My secret love And conveniently believe