May Make Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I rejoice
With new promises
Each day
When sun rises in bright way

I wish toil hard
And look forward
For life's ambition
With clear vision

I have simple goal
To respond a call
Even though it may be steep rise
I shall always surprise

I shall live simple way
And stay away
From all dishonest approaches
As it may never appeal me as such

With little known aspects
I shall try to act
In ordinary manner
To act and live better

"If I can become simple man"
I count on this theory even
Sometimes I may be faultier
Yet that may always make happier