Past Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

t is story of cautious optimist
Carved out a way to finish
It was not "do or die approach"
But reasonable attempt as such

What if it was glorious to dream?
What if it had shined like sun beam?
It was ultimate end to rejoice
As we have only that choice

Past is not to remember
Yet not to forget either
It has to be an eye opener
To go ahead without any fear

Past is to make amends
That should be the trend
It is to be relived with new approach
As it is the only way to reach

Present period may not be sweet
Yet we need to add fragrance in it and greet
We may not be able to restore past
But present is to be moved on very fast

One thing is very much certain
Neither all of the things remain
Nor disappear all of sudden
It has its own time cycle even

It is immaterial if you fail to adjust
Loose the confidence and somebody's trust
For that neither the past nor the present can be justified
As life won't give you chance to be satisfied

So one must think with optimism
To push aside clouds of pessimism
That is the only way to move ahead
When path lays before us to be led