Graceful Words Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I will stand fast
And last
Till long
If not proved wrong

The truth is spirit
When you love to greet
People with good faith
That shall continue till last breath

It is good to practice
And sympathize
With the people of urgent need
When they want us to feed

If you are graced with enough
Be serious and make no laugh
At any one who is less fortunate
Just help and be part of his ill fate

No one can grant you happiness
You must have it on your face
That is emanating from self
Life treasure lying in shelf

I have learnt from experience
That birth and fortune is by chance
Some one says it is due to good work
Done in previous birth with graceful words