May Be Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Live not in confusion
That shall amount as refusal
To live with reality
We are normal people with no capacity

Everything stands as it is
It is not as per our wishes
You may get lost tamperorarily
But path shall be restored really

Guide the ignorant people
Who always face struggle
In search of unwanted accumulation
That has nothing to do with human relation

He has created mystery around
Where no reality shall be found
You shall be struggling till end
But he shall emerge as true friend

Beware of simple cycle
Many may vanish and many may enter as new people
Life shall move on
The wind may be blown