A Uniform Approach Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Everything goes against when tide is not in favor
Real friends too may not side with you and act as savior
This is sad state of mind and we often fail to cope with
It is open secret and snot shrouded in mystery with myth

The high hopes can bally your expectations
You may be forced to cancel the invitations
You may have to rush unexpectedly and feel point of no return
It is beginning of downfall and rough weather has to be faced in turn

You may be banking on friendly support with full surety
The returns may be there without any interruptions or with continuity
Everything may be going on well with no rooms to complain
It is sudden turn of table that may force you to refrain

What happens when high hopes dash against hope?
When you are unable walk on tight rope,
You are likely to loose balance on slope,
Disillusion and failures when love too may elope,

When we fail to reach the goal or destiny
Hopeless situation may arise when arms are up in mutiny,
Misrule and corruption always add up to tyranny
No matter how big nation you are or tiny

When high wind blows it storms the main land
Colossal loss, destruction follows and everything slips out of hand
Sea waves are rising and breaching the wall,
Waters rush in to wash the shore and many civilizations fall

It has happened in the past and may repeat again
All our efforts may not find favor and go in vain
The hardest hit may be your own conscience
it may spoil all your dreams in the presence

Love and harmony may loose tail and hatred may take over
Fight may break out and it will be difficult to find cover
Garbage may spread all over and nothing will be sprayed,
Faith will be lost, diseases may be spread and cause betrayed,

We are ruining our survival and add affluent to water
Blocking the natural flow and course also alter
How can we remain worry free when everything goes in disfavor?
We can do nothing except to watch and murmur

when nothing happens as we have wished?
We are in despair feel as if finished
Why to go for catch when there are plenty of fishes?
Why not avail all chances before they disappear or vanish?

Strongest ton survive and weakest to disappear
Agony and pain always to tolerate and bear
There is no other success story we are prepared to hear
You got to fight it out without shedding tears