Upper Hand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Upper hand

Try to behave
And have
Everything you like
But peacefully strike

The life is open
The opportunities may come up sudden
You shall have to seize
Else they will cease

Confine and redefine
It that does not match tune
Relocate interest
And achieve the best

The time is short and limited
Life is always ill fated
Something has to be done
Else time shall ever be gone

Gain upper hand
And send
Signal of resolve
You shall be able to solve