In Born Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

To remain so much pessimistic
It is like making life static
Allowing no fresh ideas to get in
And make the bid to come over and win

What is pleasure?
If we are not much sure
Does that mean possession precious material?
Can his truth be met with denial?

Where from sorrows come?
If so everybody must welcome
If one has to depart from life
That is reality and only one side

Look life from any angle
It shall be full of struggle
As it needs constant efforts
To stay in and reach the port

Let shadow not overcast
We must come out of very fast
It is inside strength that makes man stubborn
We have hard core strength and that is in born