Soul Into Fold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love has always ruled world
Brought many souls into fold
Whether it was severe cold
Or miseries unseen or told

One thing has to be believed
The pain has to be relieved
It is truth that prevails
Rest everything fails

Love has pulling power
Like clouds with rainy water
It rains till thrust is over
It is natural cover

Love needs no recognition
It is not surrounded by any question
It has its own fragrance
It happens only by chance

It has innocence of child
Very affectionate and kind’
Whole of future can be read in her smile
Just smile at him in his style

I invade your memory
Shake it for the sake of no worry
You enjoy it with happiness
There has to be shine on face

Whole of garden has fine blossom
It has been witnessed seldom
You were never at peak
Now I feel small and weak

I would love to breathe and excel
That has to go exceedingly well
Whether recognized or not
The ways are always fought

I need lovely smile and care
Else how can I look and dare?
Never scold me with harsh sentences
I stand for unity and love with smiling faces