No It Happens

No it all happens in real
When you go near and feel
It is not a term 'virtual kill'
In love it is considered as same still

Heart skips a beat
When you happen to greet
Feet crumble and mind sinks
When you are unable to think

Joy is over bound
Limit is not found
Wings get energy to fly
To go up and touch the sky

It can never be temporary
In life it is necessary
We all live and cherish
Till the life ends or finish

It may turn you cold
Within next moment you find new world
Heaven is dreamed on earth
Not even slight worry for death

So I wish you to change
About life angle and try to manage
With its beautiful meaning and concept
It is reserved area and as it is kept

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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