Dead Soul Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is painful departure
To a land of sure
We call it heaven
Where we are finally driven

Whether queen or king
It brings
An end to well being
After full play of an purposeful inning

How do we make it memorable?
When achieved through great struggle
It is always remembered by people
When witnessed by benevolent rule

Each one will have to depart
Even if had been long time an ally and part
No one is immortal
As person or an individual

Let us pray for his peaceful rest
And this is ground test
Each prayer shall help dead soul
To receive the honest call