Doors Open Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes, it is my grace
Bless in all eh cases
You were not to be forgiven
Still doors are kept open

You know it better
What I could offer!
In the given situation
You did not even deserve life’s continuation

You were given chance
To live honestly at once
Despite being unfit to be called human being
You were installed with crown as king

Well, serve with whatever you have
Treat people alike and behave
You can live more with grace
And show it to the world with happiness

Not warning shall be given
No undertaking shall be taken
You shall be driven into deep corner
With no leniency offer

So it is better to wake up
Get prepared well and keep
Yourself out of unwanted things
Else you shall run out of blessings