One May Change Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

One may change
Friday,6th December 2019

No one knows
where and how the wind blows
but let us allow
our hearts to grow

let there be harmony and peace
and life be spent at an ease
whatever the goodness you have
it shall go in drain if others misbehave

it is good to spell
and tell
goody things about self
but it is like treasure hidden in the shelf

we can never understand
and stand of our own
if there is double stands
with showing different words

one may change at any time
even with good resolve turns to crime
day time he is gentleman
and in the night he is cruel man

no one is allowed to speak
and make others feel weal
with the show of good intent
and at the same time show the conduct to resent

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