Hard Struggle Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was swept and carried away by foolish thinking
Success made me blind and eyes were blinking
I never knew it may some times offer kicking
I still went on to my position with views sticking

I had no other options but to remain with present
All other ideas were not coming or were absent
I did what was at that time need of the hour
Time was always good and in my favor

No regrets whatsoever for so long stay
I remembered Almighty and never went away
I always sought His blessings and guidance
I may close my eyes with happiness in abundance