Often Searcged Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I have often searched
The real feelings and reached
To the final conclusion
The love shall have no confusion

It may lose its fine edge
When real love fails to manage
The lust part takes over
You are in dark about holy cover

What you talk of is temporary sensation
Love has got no such relation
It may fall with same in later course
But love whispers in simple verse

Your heart may beat in resonance
When offered real chance
It shall open up like flower petals
Take you in embrace for proving no fatal

Dream about such imagination
Where you find attachment and relation
It shall take you to the end of heaven
Where only happiness is driven