Ask Not Why? Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Do or die
I do ask why?
Often and often try
And don’t feel shy

One step forward
Two steps backward
The train is in yard
Yet to March onward

No mileage
Down with age
Lack of courage
How to manage?

Not enough will power
Rain has pleased with shower
There is heavy down pour
Still I feel sour

Defeated tendency
Slowing down the frequency
Guilty mind to ask for clemency
Is it mere show off or fancy?

Nothing to achieve
Not to relieve
Agony and pain
All efforts in vain

Stay calm
No harm
Try to search
No to preach

Gospel to bind
New areas to find
Nice to all and be kind
See to self and not to go blind

Try to elevate
Don’t equate
It is not fate
You are not late