May Take Toll Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We have spent
And remained absent
Towards real mission
With guilt admission

We have roamed aimlessly
Daily watching sadly
Events move on
Life stands really gone

Day by day
We are drifted away
Laden with worries and tension
We are living with confusion

Life may take its toll
When you are on stroll
No one knows the fate
You shall then be too late

Realize the mistake
Hate living fake
Be simple and trustworthy
That is really wanted by an almighty