No Simple Thing Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love is no simple thing
You are after black woman for something special
Someone may certainly remark
“Oh, what a beauty to watch”?

Love is no game
One should not feel shame
It is your choice to find partner
You can be good innocent opener

Beauty is no contest
The almighty has given you best
The soul, outward look and lovely face
You are loved out right and in race

Normally we may go after beautiful girl
Who should be looking good with fair complexion?
Curly hair with big eyes like deer
One should bold enough not to approach with fear

The mind is product of inner desire
You always look at beautiful things and admire
It is positive culmination of thoughts
Such things are nowhere taught

No problem, if you go after pretty faces
But make it simple with no mad race
If she is inclined to follow your desire
She will surely opt for you and adore

Spring is always appreciated and liked
The beautiful flowers appeal and picked
It is good to preserve their beauty
As any good thing is liked by an almighty