The Life Story Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Life story

Sunday, April 15,2018
5: 53 PM

The life story is not made
It takes place in this world
The destiny is not sought
But you are caught unaware

The destiny is shaped by an almighty
You are struggling daily
God sees it from his crown
Everything is now clearly seen

We are fed with the stories
The luck also varies
Rich gets richer and poor gets poorer
No one can predict or alter

No need to explain
And remain sad with pain
It is with great efforts
That you are reaching the port

So your child may have witnessed poverty
But with your hard works, it is improving gradually
You are reaching the top of the ladder
You are now no more sufferer