Lost Or Won Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Saddest songs
To prove our acts wrong
Life is not pleasure
No one is pretty sure

Come to me
I shall make you free
From all worries
That whole world carries

Do not feel much about sorrow
Try to overcome and not allow
Keep them away or very low
Reap the harvest as you sow

See it your self and experience
The world is different and at variance
All worry about next world
Turn away from present and act very cold

No love, no feeling for fellow brethrens
Detachment unreal with other concerns
Life may take you to ugly turn
You may nothing to offer or return

Love being as ordinary individual
Treat the life as precious and not casual
It is holy mission to be carried on
Leave it to Him to decide what was lost or won