On The Ladder Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I shall be moving to new bungalow
That shall allow
Me great status of being rich man
One among well placed human

I have joy and pleasure
Many good friends shall be left behind for sure
I shall not say good bye
But retain them and try

They were always near
Worked hard sans fear
I am pushed still further
With dedicational offer

I had no time
To dream
With your lovely feeling
And now I am willing

It has widened gap
The treasure had delivered slap
You are shying away
I am going to be far any way

I have to prove
And move
On the ladder
With all that looks lucrative offer