True And False Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is cruel fate
That had struck late
Making you coverless
With lots of fear

It happens with all
That misfortune falls
Taking them away like dry leaf
This is all we talk about life

You are compelled to choose
Between truth and false
But you are powerless and weak
You can’t chose and speak

Life has many colors
But important thing is to live with dignity and honor
You may witness good fortune
But can’t remain immune

This should remain devoid of ill ideas
We can only make prayers and pleas
As life is rudderless
We need to keep always little smile on face