King Or Ordinary Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

There is no shift in stand
We know and clearly understand
Love never fails human beings
It makes people happy to enjoy and sing

Love is spontaneous
That makes even cruel to inhale
Feel for nearness and exhale
It is altogether different tale

Love has turned inhuman to human
From ruthless person to gentleman
Woman is turned into caring person
She breathes for sure with many reasons

Love is to rule and love is to guide
Love is to bring together and love is to divide
Love turns a place into heaven
It has no force behind but self driven

Choose to sail with sea waves
Sit on air wing to crave for
Love may make you worthy of being
King or ordinary, everybody may sing