Never Tire Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I offer prayers each day
When I awake and get ready to play
New game each day of the life with joy
Look at sky with smiling face and enjoy

It has been formed as inseparable part
Prayers are to be offered when the day starts
Who knows when will we be offered grace again?
Life is on going struggle and must sustain the pain

When sun appears over the horizon
The blue water gets nice reflection
Provide us with the golden chance
As if it is to be availed it at once

Sun rays create ripple in the calm water
As if the course is gong to alter
There may be turmoil in coming moments
It has to be watched with heavy movements

The light spreads with clear message
Come to the full strength when I am ablaze
Take as much as you can and utilize
I have been assigned for you to oblige

I shall never tire
For which you must admire
Life is full of satire
Will aggravate more if put on fire

Life is never offered again
So think like sun and remain
In full fray when time is opportune
Every thing is subject to decay and not immune

The sun may rise and set
So be in command and never get late
Any time clouds may cover the sun
You will have less time at disposal to run