A No To Death Bell Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No one wants to hear death bell
It doesn’t find favor or go well
Everyone has different stories to tell
No one can generate idea or easily sell

It creates fear in mind
All unnecessary thoughts get unwind
We are half dead before its arrival
There is anxiety and great upheaval

Well it has to come on appointed day
No is no escape route or way
No one has anything to offer or say
You need no worry or attention to pay

Your good work may come to rescue
It is fine with you and equally true
You are at relative comforts
It doesn’t bother you much or hurt

The end may be soon without any delay
The angels may be ready to take you away
There may be bright light in the sky
You will be heavenly abode without any shy

You have fulfilled your mission
There is nothing unusual things for admission
You have lived your life in elegant way
It was always nice to find very good day

You did whatever you could in your position
People try to project their work in exhibition
You stayed in humble way all along
No one could point out as wrong

It is expected from every person
You have to lead simple life without any reason
You change for good as per season
Words spoken need not bitter as poison

Lead the way in life as you like
Only good thought must strike
Try to be kind and generous
Spend the life like water in river and continuous