Without Precision Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Without precision
Saturday.11th August 2018

The Time is the main factor
as we are all stage actors
nothing goes as per our wish
and life stands finished

what do we think?
and put the ink
on the blank page
for all the ages

the thought process is the treasure
and we use it as pleasure
advance our argument
and effectively present

what if you are given pleasure
and no work is provided for sure
your life stands as the mechanical move
your individuality is never proved

without thought,
you are caught
in confusion with indecision
the lie goes without precision