Either Perform Or Perish Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sun may appear again next day
But you may not find the same way
Time is opportune and tide is in favor
Love to finish it with pride and honor

Celestial bodies are blessed with same task
Their performance and relevance no one may ask
It may have some changes but not drastic one
As it is routine and noticed by none

Sun always taken as sign of aggression
It has many segments in its session
Different functions in morning, afternoon and evening
It has some purpose and real meaning

Moon has its coolness and fine representation
Love derives its strength without any question
How come no criticism when love is at its peak
No one speaks of moon as wicked design and weak

If sun is for source of energy and strength
All other objects are having same wave length
They always give and take nothing in return
It is now us how we accept it repay in turn

We are expected to learn and act
Some of the points are basically accepted facts
We need to perform and perish
That is how we take life to the end and finish