I was never perturbed
Or disturbed
For the want of words
As they were all coming straight from Lord?

I need not struggle
Or find any trouble
It enters mind
With feelings so kind

I am aware of pain
That it is likely to remain
As hurdle main
But not to deter man or woman

The sun always shines
Without fail for all living things
How can one thing always bring?
In the life of human beings

We are unaware of future?
Our existence is unsure
So one thing is certain
We got to make bid and maintain

Let people call us selfish
That is not open end or finish
Struggle, survive or perish
But one can not act childish

This shall certainly form
New ideas on platform
People may like or dislike
But new concept may strike

We are all sensitive
And to certain extent selective
It never makes happy end
But we go on for new things to find

hasmukh amathalal

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