Odds And Even Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Life is inching forward
With promising word
To aim for golden goal
With future call

Like flow of dust in air
It looks natural and fair
How sacred relation have they got?
Our attention is naturally caught

It is death and birth
We all know it is worth
Life is mystery
That is recorded in history

It has puzzled
Mankind and misled
Still no one misses single moment
Life warns then to have some improvement

Perform or perish
That should be our wish
Life shall present odds and even
It is our duty to make like heaven