In Mud Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I deeply think
And sink
When look around
And watch the things that are found

What will I become one day?
Cheater, liar or deceiver all the way
It compels me to become sad
And feel very bad

In small matter too
They offer
Simple lies
Have I too try in similar ways?

I think “I shall not escape”
I will have to cap
Speak with same and act
This shall be accepted as naked fact

I ask no one
As answer shall come from none
I can’t stand like lotus in mud alone
When world has totally turned