New World Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I feel new world
Entirely new fold
Friendless and hostile
I have to think fresh meanwhile

I will smile
That is my style
My name stands for all happiness
Gentle smile rushes always on face

I need to be casual
For departure and arrival
Of good friends and foes
That shall remain and go

I feel no good
As I have understood
About the brittle nature
That can never assure

I had happiness for brief
No doubt it provided some relief
I shall again be friendless
She will bye me with tail of no trace

This time it shall be forever
She will not be with me in future
The star has fallen from sky
I need not always ask why?

I have not glimpse of her
I shall know her never
She will remain as distant dream
And memory not to come again

Life should not be taken lightly
Even thought it is fought bravely
Sometime you loose not because of stiff resistance
But so much reliance on trust and chance