No One Becomes Wise Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No one becomes wise

No one becomes wise
If so, it surprises
It is not matter for overnight doing
It becomes reality after being so many years in being

Wisdom is self creation
That comes with sensation
One enjoys with its use
But rarely, it is abused

No one knows
Where from it comes
But mind remains at rest
And does its best

It is application of mind
With total control of wind
And allow it to blow in proper direction
Where it creates impact with simple action

When matter is left to openness
It bring no controversy on face
People around and friend circle too likes
Its features generally strikes