No Missing Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No missing

Not in our hand at all
It is his gift and call
We are sent here
To stay without fear

Our wishes matter less
You can dream and keep smile on face
No one wants to be poor
But always seeks favor

God has given us body
To work hard and not feel pity
Two hands can win world
If you jump in and show boldness

Be fully contended
With whatever is added
After great labor
One should learn to honor

It is big quality of person
If he prefers to be silent with reasons
Stays reassured about invincible blessings
And find in abundance with no missing