Without Blessings Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Without blessings

If it is will
Nobody can kill
End someone's life
And make it difficult like an edge of knife

Our belief is strong
And it goes never wrong
Hymns are sung
For happiness to bring

So it is left
With shift
In thinking
When it is badly striking

We already know
About helplessness to go
Further without blessings
We feel something is missing

Bear one thing always in mind
And find
That it has secret blessings
That brings unexpected things