Move Away Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Move away

You are driven by craziness
With crookedness
And connivance
You want presence of peace

That shall never happen
Until you know about your brethren
Their concern
And plight in turn

You might have become rich
And reached
The top of the ladder
That does not mean you have become clever

Fortune has favored
And rain has fully showered
On your luck
And in life you were never struck with misfortune
But beware! You shall be struck any time

Time and tide favor none
And you shall not be called special one
If you are blinded by arrogance
It will move away from you at once