Tire You Out Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Is It not the real trace?
To find God's grace
We have smile on face
It is so enjoyable the human race

It is general reference
But have human life as chance
See the animals and insects on earth
No one is afraid of death

As we come to realize
About seasonal changes
It brings in new anxiety
With sky to over caste already

So notorious child age is over
Youth has provided speedily shelter
To dream in another world
New venture is ready to bring in gold

Life is there to excel
The prosperity may swell
You may have sudden feel of autumn
Life shall face new turn

It may tire you out
Retirement is talked about
It is time to wind business
With great satisfaction on face