Act Live With Motto Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

What can you expect from dead?
Can we expect anything from dead head?
Blinds can’t come to the forefront and lead
It is quite impossible to understand and read

We shut our eyes and pretend ignorance
Luck and chance comes in life only once
If we can’t judge properly and take the decision
It will be inaccurate and without precision

We must act live and with some motive
Full participation by remaining very active
Humble approach with firmness but submissive
Full of enthusiasm and presenting it live

No trace will be there when we leave
No one may agree to what we did or believe
It is like building castles in the sand
May come down like pack of cards with current trend

We live with body but without soul
Distrust all and smell the foul
It is to be trusted and trust
We are on earth like ordinary guest

We have shortest tenure with limited span
To finish it fast without guidance or plans
Where will be time to judge and assure?
We will have to make it doubly sure

Life is dull if there is no goal or aim
You can’t thrust on luck and claim
It requires lot of efforts with dedication
Success with honor may give you good indication

Dead can’t rise from grave
You got to be very firm and brave
If dead could deliver the result
Why don’t we go to them for advice and consult?

It is high time to act as per vigor and strength
We must throw whole weight and go to any length
It is not the game but strong resolve to fight
To come out from the dark to find the ray of light


Only dead don't fight and offer the resistance
You must go all out or correct insistence
The success may not elude but come on the way
Keep off from wrong illusion and have final say

Sea waves may remain calm amidst strong wind
Heavy underneath current but weather very kind
It is destiny that awaits the decisive blow
Nothing can stop you even furious river with water flow

Calm down when time permit and stand again
Claim the credit and strike again and again
Clouds will have to disappear for bright sun shine
It may be wise on our part to feel always fine

Who can rejoice or laugh at failure?
Who can convert it in to success for sure?
Fortune can favor only the strong and brave
Cowards may bow more and simply cave