So Long Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

So long heart beats are on
Life moves and goes on
It has nothing to do with surrounding
If kept aloof without friends and adding

We are certain about coming days
It may not dramatically change in any way
Until something of that nature takes place
It all happens all of sudden and shine returns on the face

We have anger, excitement, sadness and happiness
We have accepted it as delicate phases
They may come and disappear too
Life as such moves on and goes through

We have lot many things to worry and talk about
Some times father is taken ill or mother has left out
Brother has gone insane and there is burden of large debt
Yes such things go on and life is constantly kept on toe

We take pride in achieving some standard
Accumulate wealth and still look forward
For more and more comforts with good name
Whether by good means or any others with no shame

So it has become mechanical way of living
At some stage it includes faith for believing
Life is woven in such a way that it becomes mandatory
To perform some rituals as felt necessary

I think of its aspects from different angles
What has it to do with any of the triangle?
Love, hate, marriage and separation take place
We carry on same thing for perseverance of the race

So if you stay behind comfortably or depart tragically
It makes no different on any one basically
It is life that has to be pushed on aimlessly
Attain position and disappear later successively