Occasionally Force Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We have become weary
And scary too
With slight advancement of death
That makes you heavy with breathe

The fear has engulfed the mind
With the idea of death unkind
Will I be picked up for heavenly tour?
These all thoughts turn you sour

I forget one simple factor
We are all made stage actors
To play different role
And wait for the destination call

It is all set
And certainly stated plainly
In no uncertain term
At any time can be your turn

Life journey is like stay at mid sea
With rising tidal waves to face or see
Sometimes it may turn favorable
And occasionally force you to struggle