Nothing Like Success Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

For any kind of failure
The blame goes for sure
Fate is first factor to be named
The victimization is then claimed

No one blames
When luck shines
Fortune is struck
Everything is attributed to luck

Great people claim destiny
With blessings from almighty
Poor man wishes daily
Luck and favor with mercy

Only rich may not be asking
As they have plenty for enjoying
Yet they may want more
With lot more thrust to explore

Middle class may be struggling
The financial crunch may be troubling
So they will leave it to god and luck
Then blame later on if misfortune is struck

There is nothing like success
But it is possible with thorough access
Nothing comes only with hard work
The dedication and honesty pays with promising words