Only Way Out Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I may not see tomorrow’s sun
So I share the fun
With friends and relatives around
And watch the flowers on ground

I am surprised
What have we promised?
To colorful flowers
Nothing more

They shall fade away
The win d may spread them on the way
They take it as honor
We all feel fear

Life has to be over
Whether it is far or near
Dream for rising day
That shall guide our way

Enjoy the present situation
Float with its continuation
That is the only way
We shall cheerfully stay