Maturity Grows Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nobody dared to jump in well
One of our friends sensed life as hell
He wanted to commit suicide
So preferred no one to confide

He jumped from so much height
He was lean and thin with light weight
As soon as he was struck with water
He shouted for help and sunk further

Everybody watched from distance
But no one took slight chance
Even though well was deep
Everybody came near well and peeped

It was almost hundred feet deep
With enough of water to take dip
He has jumped with lots of courage
But lost boldness and failed to manage

One of my best friends lost no time
He took rope and rolled inside well in time
His hands got rubbed with rope
He was bleeding but lost no hope

He got hold of that man
He was shouting for help from all the men
This man had only rushed to his rescue
He was pulled and saved in due time

Life is precious
One needs to pass through
With courage and manage
As maturity grows with an age