With Disgrace Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With disgrace

Say no
And order to go
Even by force
If it is irritant source

Retain
Pain
If that does not trouble
But make you know about people

Still be tolerant
And present
No inner conflict
You remain calm and strict

It will not stay
But go away
With sun rise
To your surprise

So lose no hope
And stop
Worrying all the day
The light shall show the sway

You are the one to bear
And hear insulting words
So keep trust in lord
But not with sword

Nothing wills toy
If not earned in proper way
It shall land you in poverty
With disgrace from an almighty