With Single Aim Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Do any mischief
If that provides relief
Stay comfortably in life
Even though it is torn with strife

Human life is subjected to an error
Sometimes by fear
Sometimes by compulsion
But raise no questions

Life has to be led
Either with lies to be fed
Or honestly with single aim
Of passing it with calm

No one claims here perfection
You are learning through actions
Mistakes make you perfect
Without single reason to react

It is for us to consume
Bitter pills and feel good time
Try to see the journey from positive angle
That shall save you from possible struggle