Artificial Feeling Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

A good life is what I smell
And tell
To people
How it is beautiful!

If I get forceful smile
That shall lend me in trouble
Make people weary
And gesture shown shall be artificially

When everything is on hire!
Why should I put peace on fire?
Life is not mine
Even death is divine

I know only about future
With no consequences for sure
Death is uncertain
So why should I feel pain?

If I can move worry free?
If I can watch birds under tree
I am most fortunate man on earth
Who remembers God with full faith!

More I feed to body
Less shall feel it hearty
It shall have artificial feeling
Frankness may have no dealing