Stone's Throw Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It was stone’s throw
Directed at bottom to go
With so many rounds to come
As if calm water welcomed

But no it was sign of worry
That I was to carry
For days to come and stay
But no end to go away

Make mind at rest
Try level best
That mind stays as calm water
So situation stands not altered

Peace is essential
For our survival
We are not here to create trouble
Or wage permanent struggle

Stay as quiet as possible
That shall be good for people
Who try to find excuses!
And force to commit some misses