Only Person Successful Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was in sad mood
Even though my belly was full of food
No appetite was there for anything
But something was missing

I wished to cry
With lots of try
But could not attempt or do
As ordeal was strong enough to pass through

Tears might have rushed
But with restraint I pushed
As there was no need to show
Eyes too refused to allow

It becomes uncontrollable
When you are in deep trouble
You need someone to console
And respond to your miserable call

But I stayed free
Sat under tree
Thought about its magnitude
I decided to have same attitude

I felt free then
Tears gushed outside even
It was free hold exercise
I had fulfilled internal promise

“I must present brave face”
“I must have no chase”
I took pledge not to reveal
And also about truth not to conceal

Life is not game
We can not blame
If it goes smoothly and remains peaceful
You are the only person successful