Not Permanent Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Even great sages failed to know
Where life would go
Turn the destiny
And lend you any time with pity

If life was that easy
People would remained no busy
Taken the course lightly
And never felt rightly

Even the lust and greed
Can inflame your need
You might lose mind's balance
That shall make you tense

Take life in its usual color
Pain and sadness is always there
It may come and disappear too
So be happy and keep no fear

If life was to be problem
It could add concern
But it is not permanent
It could go away at any moment