Uneasiness With Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I seek transformation
A new relation
Simple one and easy
As I am so choosey

I wondered sans aim
No I won’t claim
Any praise
For fruitless chase

It gave me no peace
Hard lines appeared on face
It spoke of unrest
Mind was not prepared for further test

I must seek treaty
With soul and with link to almighty
I must give up some of the desires
The wishes are on intense fire

Well, I have known the worth
Of amassing wealth
It causes choking of breathe
How shall I feel at the time of death?

Now helpless souls utter
Their curses in my ears
I fully understand their wrath
I again feel uneasiness with breathe