With Breathe Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Who are we to think?
With thoughtless ideas to sink
Why not we leave it to the creator?
To grant us life that can be spent with honor

We are simple creation
That has been brought into existence
For peaceful chance
And show it to world at once

Even cruelest man has some mercy
He is thankful forever to an almighty
For bringing life on this beautiful earth
This fact is borne in mind till death

Only circumstances compel
That doesn't go well
With set mind
But fails to find enough space

The life becomes unbearable
Even after great struggle
It makes him to adopt evil path
With each count of fresh breathe