I Go Down Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I go down with heavy heart
I have failed to propagate the art
Could not make its essence known in true spirit
Even though it was noble and in its limit

You can fool people for considerable period
They may have compulsions not to avoid
When here is no choice between good and devil
Got to accept whatever is before us or on anvil

I think many times of life’s futility and its importance
I think no one takes serious interest to know it at once
Nothing goes wrong even if life is not understood
We can live entire life for availing money and food

I have prayed several times sincerely
I could achieve nothing or put up show rarely
If I pursue with great zeal it may be taken as pomp and show
Where as it is the only way open for us to grow

Some of the acts require nothing in substance
It needs some kind gesture and tolerance hence
To loose the patience is gravest mistake
Many may present it as totally fake

You have done hard work through out the life
It has remained unpredictable and strife torn
What do we know from entire projection?
Nothing more is done to prevent its fall from action?

Many more souls might have departed this before
I deliberately sit and continuously think therefore
What for have I been sent here as perishable object?
How can I openly go against certain things and reject?

It is normal reaction from human being as live entity
On earth you are being considered as humanly with good quality
Leave it to others to decide what is good or bad
You have no right to profess or feel so sad