Just Thought Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Down I go
To rise again
As river water I flow
To comfort the bank not with blow

I fall victim
Then rush to Him
With prayers
And remember

I know
Time may pass or go
But shall trouble more
I bow head therefore

Not bad
If in despair I feel sad
That can be taken care off
When I remember last laugh

Who wants to remain?
In same state with pain
Something must be done to read
To ward off and conveniently lead

So better keep head high
Wait for next days light
New beginning may be good
This is just thought as food