Inch By An Inch Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Life seemed to be in haze and smoke
Every one preferred to interfere and poke
They had all the means to excite and provoke
But I started it well with brilliant stroke

I restrained and countered it with strong resolve
Put in all best efforts to come out of it and solve
Sent all the goals with calculation and precision
Not with hesitation but in manner with perfect decision

Moving towards goal inch by an inch
Not easy path but bearing the heavy punch
Receiving the shock waves with close shave
God was with me to protect and save

What else one can offer and react
Time runs out nothing remains to act
It is third sense that comes to rescue and help
Feet are firmly placed ground thinly held

God and fortune favours the brave only
You mind yourself alone and lonely
What can be termed as grave and disastrous? |
Can be brought under control with efforts continuous

I have learnt a lot from grim battle
Slight mistake can proved to be fatal
It can turn into collapse and turn about
Victory may suddenly result into rout

You can be turned into fine jewel
Making full use of opportunity and excel
Rest all can be reality and fact
Luck may also favour if employed with tact

Result can be anything despite best efforts
Friends can be turned foe despite good rapports
Victory or defeat can’t be achievement or failure
No one can predict or take it for sure

Do and perform as your conscious permit
Throw full weight before you make move or commit
Nothing can prevent us from reaching ladder top
All counts in game ………………………