If life can be

If life can be measured
Then there won't be any pleasure
It has everything in abundance
Take it freely and avail golden chance

This is the only field where you need no wealth
Love takes you forever till the last step of death
Hand in hand to last and take deep breath
Everything is before you as good faith

If at all anything that can bring smile
Stay there and think for a while
What is secret behind such magic?
Why love airs such music?

Think not about fragrance
It can be had by chance
But what about whole atmosphere?
Where you dream about her without fear

Think about such magnetic field
It is forever and permanently held
Individual reaches to perfection
With only one touch and simple action

I shall prefer to swim and sink
But shall not give any chance to think
This one has been obtained through without struggle
Later on let there be hurdles and enough of troubles

If ever you feel that heart has run out of kind feeling
Go to near by jungle, sit under tree and start thinking
It may generate series of waves to make you realize
Nature is always there to take care of and oblige

I wish that love stream should never dry out
We talk enough of love and rule out
Yet its essence remains to be seen with naked eyes
Person longs for it throughout life time and tries

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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