Nothing Seems Right Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nothing seemed perfectly right from beginning
I could not believe it was end of an inning
May be sun was rushing for immediate shelter
Icy wind took over to indicate arrival of winter

Nature’s cycle was at its best and in tune
It functioned smoothly in the month of June
Dark clouds took reign of whole sky
I failed to understand and asked why?

Earth greeted with joy the rain’s arrival
It was as if preparation for the festival
The life scene was suddenly to change
It was not impossible but difficult to manage

God has created space for everyone
Everything is managed and orderly done
Everybody look at sky and sincerely pray
To lead a life in best possible way

May be I am destined to lie very low
I must look forward and not below
No one is getting its undue share
You got to play your part very fare

Sometimes it may not click but coincide
Luck may turn back and not decide
You may loose the chance and lament
Witness in isolation without any comment

Luck or no luck it is complete cycle
Somewhere it has to meet in circle
It may take longer time than expected
Fortune is not something which can be invented

Well, try to adjust if nothing goes well
Don’t term it as hard luck or living hell
It is destined to take place and realized soon
You may witness showers in shining noon

It is not that poor may remain always poor
Draught may not end with heavy shower
Everything has its own time and place
Hut can be turned into mansion or palace