Honest Act
I unknowingly smelt
Magical fragrance and felt
It was pure hypnotism
Spell bound sans criticism
Not a word to speak
Remain in embrace as if to feel weak
But in pure faith
Till the death
It is rainbow
As colorful arrow
Ready to bring down
Love that is already known
Love may be spelled
Desires to be fuelled
Wishes to be fulfilled
Space to be filled
It may be wild
But can't be termed as mild
It has thrust of unknown intensity
Love should know its capacity
No way to escape
In colorful landscapes
Where fountains fall
With beautiful noise and call
Right or wrong but no harm
As it is only charm
It keeps relation very warm
To breath freely even in storm
If you care to adopt
I shall be eager and prompt
No action shall be preempt
It will be final and honest act
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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