My Drive Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My drive

It is my drive
To survive
In this competitive world
And create safe fold

I shall fall
But make again new call
With equal enthusiasm
And wisdom

I shall remain within limit
And greet
Challenges on the way
And firmly stay

It is my way of handling
And help struggling
To overcome hurdles
And get easily settled

I need to plan
As per want
No uneasy path has to be tried
If someone has intentionally lied

Rush and run
With no fun
But with honest thinking
And with equal striking force