Ready To Share Load Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I came up with hardship
No one offered me scholarship
Poor parent helplessly watched me going ahead
“He will certainly lead “they silently blessed

The road ahead was full of thorns
The body stayed fully torn
It became hot in sun’s noon
Time and struggle made it hard to see the moon

Time did not permit
Never allowed to feel comfortable and fit
It was challenge and had to be overcome
World bows only to those successful persons and welcome

Fortunate are those who inherit fortune
Move with world in same tune
The means are at their disposal
Poor always struggle with proposal

“Hell or no hell” he has to perform well
Attempt at everything and confidently tell
“Look, I can change the direction of wind”
I have means to struggle hard and find

It pays in long run
If life is taken as no fun
Each second is important
The move has to be instant

The struggle days may have to be over anytime
It may bring applause and fame every time
Success knows no bounds
Honesty pays all around

Hard work has no parallel
One has to perform very well
“Either perform or perish”
Life can’t be allow just like that to finish

The golden saying is for all
All must respond to the call
Let any hardship resist the road
One must be ready to burden with the load