Grip It Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Grip it

Look back
And correct
You might have missed some steps
And that was essential for acts

The past is beautiful
And sweet to make you cheerful
Even if you were hard pressed in past
That memory has already lasted

Brush it off
And laugh
At coming days
To improve in a special way

Life has opened gate
With intention to scale fate
But remember one thing
The fortune always swings

It is mixture of past and present
But concentrate with moment
Seize it with intelligence
And grip it with chance

Life shall smile
And bring fortune meanwhile
It is your word
That moves fast with work