Cease Forever Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Cease forever

Time moves on
The lines are drawn
People rush with aim
And then claim

No one knows
When shall be delivered blow
But that does not deter
Men certainly look after

The past is left behind
With no trace to find
The life may cease forever
But time shall move ever

Let us not behave irresponsible
And see the situation as force able
No one has escaped dragnet
We call it bad luck or fate

It is sure to make it certain
We shall merge into clay without pain
The earth call is awaited
The facts here are merely stated