Sad At Will Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Be simple and visionary
Not to speak in air and feel unnecessary
The sun shall rise as usual
And set as casual

The nature has its role
To respond to call
Take care of entire mankind
And help the place to find

Nothing stops if desire
Nothing goes on fire
If we simply curse somebody
And go on dreaming for everybody

It is such a nice cycle
That put life on wheel
Makes to move on expected lines
With all chances to derail at any times

It is for us to feel
Enjoy or remain sad at will
No one shall come and help
You need to aid the self

If an ants and insects can survive
We too can peacefully revive
Lead the life we want
And make it dull if we can't