Never Pluck Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Everybody praises
And stops chase
Never attempts to pluck
Even if becomes love struck

Flowers do represent
The beautiful world in it
With fragrance
And smell at once

The wind carries it in all the directions
That decides our action
Brings us in good mood
Thoughts are exchanged as lavish food

Flowers open with blossom
That can be stopped seldom
It is natural occurrence
Occasioned by chance

Since children adore home
The flowers are always welcome
Not only by their appearance
But the way they have forbearance

I shall never pluck
And crush
As they have special position
In our heart and with love relation