Life Is Not Worth Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Did someone say life is not worth to live?
Without dishonest means it is difficult to survive?
Not possible or any steps to revive,
So forget about means and connive,

Why to worry when everybody live same way,
Why I concentrate more and attention pay,
Why I care in matters where I have no say?
So simply I differ and uncaringly lay,

Why to worry about another world,
When no one has seen it and definite word,
All fear about Almighty with praying O, lord,
I can stand aloof in corner and afford,

Neither do I wish to swim together,
Nor do I care to sink and bother,
I search the ways for happiness further,
Can any one say my efforts may wither?

I still firmly believe in efforts,
All ships may not land in ports,
Nothing can succeed without any support,
Not with blessing alone or prayers report,

With smooth sailing there is no problem,
With sinking of ship passing only blame,
Why not we think and share also claim?
This is not my way of thinking and not the aim,

I think life is beautiful and thousand times worth,
No blame games and no ideas forth,
Success or failure face of the both,
Only we fail to see in cloth.