Bleak Tanure Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Man becomes popular
With his behavior
The turn out
When he talks about

The success story is by now become known
It is his efforts alone
He has struggled hard
And worked with promises an words

No one likes sun set
Everybody likes best
People try their level best
As they consider it as crucial test

The failure may bring carrier down
The difficulties may be easily flown
The friends may desert
The fund flow may be diverted

You shall blink
And sink
With no hope in future
That shall be bleak tenure

Make it as lesson
With reasons
To come out again
With double force to regain