Short Innings Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Short Innings
Short innings
If one has chosen way
Then he must stay
Aloof and alone
And jeep forgetting about heaven
If you can't pray god
Share his concern about mankind
Stick to no religious practices
You have so much to miss
Life seems sweet and fruitful
Only when you remain cheerful
Take no note when faced reversal
And live steadfast as an individual
How many people die every day?
We take no note of each guy
"It is their fate" we carelessly remark
Such is called negative start
When you think of helplessness
Just think of facing stiffness
Nothing remains permanent
It has short innings in tournament
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When you think of helplessness Just think of facing stiffness Nothing remains permanent It has short innings in tournament