The Love Is Sacred Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The love is sacred

The story of love has become known
It is an act of own
You start loving a person
Without knowing any reason

Either you call it infatuation
Or in love relation
You longed for association
And made her closet companion

The heart made no skip
But tried to keep
All sweet memories
For self-happiness

Nature has set course
That includes remorse
where you feel sadness
Or grief has filled gloom on face

But overall, it is said
No condition is laid
In love course
But it is sacred of course