Leave Something Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Every day is a mystery.
We discover it with sadness or surprise.
Often a day is felt like bad dream
Bother us whole day and add concern

Life itself is mystery
If you call it as' creation of an almighty'
No one has defined or understood
Try to be near Him and be good

Day is same with sunshine
It is up to make it sad or fine
It is for us to make struggle
For betterment and remain out of trouble

Many people have thought over
Dreams must find safe cover
Whether you succeed or not
It must always be fought

Leave some thing to fate
It is still not late
Many things take place unexpectedly
We must accept it readily

'If death is reality' then accept it as truth
It needs no proof
Life must be lived on with determined bid
It is immaterial whether you live to see or remain dead