No Road Sense Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No Road Sense

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Love is overall
With sweet calls
Spring season is on
With lot more flowers are seen

Gardens are full and beautiful
People are seen as couples
And some prefer tree sheds
And some are openly led

We see them with different world
Fancy with tears untold
Promises with dream castles
Hand in hand with resolve to face troubles

What is hell and what is heaven?
The love vehicle is silently driven
No road sense or no rules
Only sense is to look fool

Yet so much romantic
With some basic
Love to rule and love to guide
To remain together with no more divide

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 22 September 2014

Love is overall With sweet calls

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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