In Same Boat Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are all same in boat
Only we move finely dressed in coat
Everything covered and camouflaged
Well conceived and ably managed

Why do we offer lies lady when she is open with offer?
Why to present untruth when she has nothing to differ?
In fact complete human race is prone to offer lies
A person on death bed repeats same when dies

If love some one we may have some inhibitions
There may be some rivalries and competitions
Some bunch of lies is alright to achieve something
But out right to say outrageous to ladies is meant for nothing

We are selfish animal and have nothing more to establish
You may have reasons to tell lies to accomplish
But that end with the attainment of success
Everything counts secondary with full access

Let us admit we are otherwise failures
Our life becomes shaky and unsure
What gimmick we enter into is unwarranted
No one may like it and in fact wanted

So we are all in game and known for changing colors
We do sometimes to gain proximity or favors
That can be waived for simple reasons
As it is adopted by nature in the form of seasons