Polled By Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Pulled by

We may move on
As time is flown
Without any wait
We shall seal our fate

Whew shall be the time?
To think more and climb
As the steep shall be the height
We will care for wrong and right

Life shall teach
How to reach
With success or failure
The life shall be secured

It may remain smooth
Tilled earth
With hard work on our side
We shall definitely decide

So it will be moving wheels
Still we may fee
That cart is pulled by us
But actually who knows?