Urge Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Urge
Sunday,12th January 2020

That is real love
if you believe
in its sacredness
and try to bring smile on the face

you are in different race
with wild chase
in the mind
and trying to find

love has simple trace
and you try to face
its emergence in simple way
you humbly awake and stay under its influence

you hear unregulated count
that can't
give you control over its breathing
it is altogether different thing

love is what you long
try to sing a song
but fail to make it melodious
your soul is so pious

it has an urge within
the long wait for then scene
the dreamy stage
and your urge

Hasmukh Mehta