No Way To Express Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I see sullen face in mirror
It creates some cold in spine with terror
Is it what am I in real dealing?
Do I create no way for healing?

Real contrast and it makes me to shiver
This may be experienced only by fewer
I know I am not cheating conscience
Still I think it differently with variance

I am no stranger to self and know the limit
I feel guilty when people catch my feet
I am not what I am supposed to be
I act contrary and still feel free

It is not the concealment of the facts
It speaks well about my concealed acts
I tried hard enough to cheat conscience
With all favored arguments at once

People may know well about it and laugh
Still it will not be complete fact but only half
I shall go on uninterrupted and lead the way
There won’t be anything more to say

Why to be afraid of life when it is full of duality?
World has recognized it as best available quality
I can be no exception with its existence
I must live happily with its presence

Why should I bother to see self on reflecting surface?
It may read only what is seen on face?
Nothing come out in open as to what is going on inside
I shall keep it in safe custody and nothing more to confide

It is not the same world as it looks apparently
It is only reflective mood presented currently
It will suicidal step if we remain aloof and unconcerned
We got to fall in line and remain on guard for not to be cornered