Many may swear and say love is blind
Many ways and means to find
Not even blanket ban can hide
Not a simple matter with friends to confide
Is it not felt from within?
Is it not separated by layer thin?
What keeps it so sacred?
Why everybody is so afraid?
It is purely a God’s gift
Must flow it smooth and swift
No tussle, no fight and no rift
Always praise with words and smooth lift
Internal wish to last it long
Should be best love story among
No one should have slight doubt
We will ever separate and turn about
I consider it beautiful moment
Love to watch your every movement
No suitable word I find to comment
If it turns out to be sour, I will never lament
I intend it to preserve and cherish
Not a single lapse on my part to finish
It was my dream and sincere wish
For you, even I may prefer to perish
I never thought of your beautiful body
That could be had by all and anybody
But who could show me eternal love?
Swimming on water not even lovely dove
I don’t know what love stands for
Was this not known this before?
I simply take it as means to unite
Simple wish to enjoy and delight
Neither have I had words to explain
Nor any room is left to complain
All you pray for our love to grow
As no hindrance to water’s flow
I would love to see it happen soon
Either it may in morning or noon
It is matter of trust and pride
Soon you should become beautiful bride.
hasmukh amathalal
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