Feel Bad Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Wise people always advise
To keep mum and surprise
With no comments
This is biggest achievement

Even friends feel bad
When they are not adored
Given few words of praise
Or some sweet appreciation of face

This can be understood
From simple fact that we are all good
But alas! Governed by human weakness
We need no bitter test but only sweetness

I can understand when read through comments
There is some change along with improvement
It will be best service if we confine to poet's creation
And not showing simple favor by daily praising relation

Gold needs no polishing as it has its own worth
Human life needs no praises as may become known only after death
Flowers too may fade with season's show
We all are mature enough to think and grow

Pick one good point whether one likes or not
Weave it in ornamental way for attention to be caught
The poem may get additional flavor and praise
There may be some more unknown ways too