On The Ground As Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

On the ground as

The person tries to be ignorant
When gains treasures instant
He thinks of great pleasure
And makes life very much sure

But the wealth does not allow him to be quiet
And allows letting it
His fancy to roam all over
And seek hidden cover

He cares for no one
Insults everyone
Does not like company of poor
And even disregards neighbor

He knows about futility
Yet cares about nobody
"Will see when it comes" stands his argument
He goes for evil enterprise despite protests

He invites downfall
As responds to bad call
Goes against the direction of wind
Subsequently finds himself on the ground with dead end