Chase Chase Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Let ideas flow
And go
In air
To capture

We are all human being
Always sing
To the tune
That makes you to feel immune

But life is cruel
That shall make you unwell
Within no time
Sometimes for longer time

Blessed are those
Who repose
Trust
And get in return with no blast

You are defeated
When it is no reciprocated
Or beaten with mistrust
Else life is very best

So put
And cut
Stress to face
Life is another name of chase