From Heart Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Some one parried question
“What is love “? Can you mention?
I explained in detail
“Love never fails”

Poor and rich feels same
Violence against it brings shame
No restriction is there for anyone to claim
Love is universal and should be the aim

Love is seen in eyes
It is reflected without and trial
Animals understand and birds follow
We sometimes fail and do not allow

Love hangs
And brings
All delight
With good spirit

It is always real
From heart with deal
Not to kill or desert
But to unite in unique art

“Love birds” as they are called
Their move is never stalled
Everybody praised real intent
“What loves look like”? Nobody may love to comment