Ya, It Is Love Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Ya it is love
if you really care and believe
pain it relieve
all pure and nothing to deceive

life is love and full
how it can be dull?
love to live with full strength
stretch it to full length

No room for complaint
Why to blacken it with paint?
It is worthwhile to die for cause
Live it without making any pause

No one may object
No one can even reject
It is beautiful gift
We must stick without making any shift

You may be pulled to fold
Though it may not be told
Still you make it look very bold
The relation will remain warm and not cold

There is no specific reason
It comes naturally with season
How flowers boom in garden?
It is same with human beings even

We all love to last
There is nothing like slow or fast
Its definition is very vast
No one raise finger or doubts to cast

It is conveyed with beautiful message
It may not think about status or age
It can never end if written in pages?
It matters how you care and manage?

Love dos not represent physical attraction
It has no addition or subtraction
It is purposeful and full of action
There can't be any adverse reaction

It is devotional out come
In any form it is welcome
Even great philosophers have appreciated
Its status is upgraded and elevated

No one can compare it with narrow thinking
It may be considered as own ship sinking
Who can cause severe attack?
It may cause pain and severe ache

What else can be taken as face value?
In all the sense it is very due
We may sometimes wonder without any clue
We have water very deep and blue

You can't go that deep
In sea you have to make a dip
It is full of sorrow
But not completely hollow

We may have enough reason to lament
It may also invite some comment
Still there is desire to make it solid and cement
You will have to rove and make some earnest movement

I respect those who really care and prove
There is no use for action to disapprove
It is culmination real desire
We got to praise it and admire

We seen the impact of bond
It has no limit or gone beyond
How all creatures move in pond?
We must be honest and very fond