I Have Lived So Far Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vision is almost blurred
“No clear picture” I murmured
Wife was by the side and I whispered
“Is that you”? I gently spoke and smiled

It was not happening same way
But I found the difference anyway
The youth was slipping away from hand
Many people had departed who were real friends

I wished for more innings to play
The old age was likely to stay
For longer period than expected
I was happy and fully contended

Body takes its own course
In decaying and searching silence
Some of urges start winding
There are no more attempts in finding

Now I am unable to hold tea cup or cigarette
As it was used to be some years back or lately
Now I find it difficult to manage
I think it is effect of an age

Feet may crumble in year to come
I shall not be able to stand for welcome
Yet the spirit may not die out that easily
I have lived so far and fought gallantly