Who Says Love Is........ Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Who says love is not pure and blind?
It has its features and is of special kind
History is witness that many sacrificed
Remained unwed for year only to be died

Love can’t be so cheap, easy to get or ordinary
Only true heart lover or can be felt by visionary
It has its dynamics that leave tale behind
No parallel in history or anywhere you find

Kings have let pass the kingdoms for return
Nothing could move them from position or concern
Many examples can be sighted for kind noble gesture
They have shed the blood for securing the future

Why one is drawn completely towards nothing?
Is there special effect which makes us something?
No satisfactory answer can be found in this regard
Only personal sacrifice, unhappiness and no reward

You may know fully well what is in store?
Try to reach closer and find many ways or explore
Is it not the God’s gift that makes us to feel?
Stranger may enter the life and try to steal

It is not hypnotism or gravitational pull
You may get lost and suddenly become cool
Act in a manner not generally people will do
It happens in a way and almost nearly true

Love has suffered in a way never before thought
Resistance is overcome and achieved as sought
It has been painful and not without trouble
Now prevails calm as seen in water after bubble

It is not very easy to find simple berth
Battle is long drawn and real in worth
It is unique way of dealing with unknown fears
Still largely overcome without shedding tears




It has got its importance if easily got
Love may loose charm and nearly lost
It has to be preserved with utmost care
One has to be on guard and simply be aware

It has remained fact that centuries have passed
Love has not been recognized and people harassed
All type of tortures and brutalities committed
Love in open has been cause of concern and not permitted

It was there in their times too and will remain so
Nothing can wipe out or at one stroke make it go
It shall strengthen the bonds so deep and sound
Sand may fly off but imprints may be found

What we should respect is love in human being?
Two hearts long for each other for meeting
If we can’t help them to unite and express
It will be human error but try to redress