Death Is Rehearsal Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Death Is Rehearsal
Death is rehearsal
Wednesday,9th June 2021
It is a death rehearsal
for every individual
to go for sleep
and keep coming again
morning sun reminds
and if the wind is favourable
you needn't struggle
but act nice among people
it is cautioning
and not questioning
about your conduct
and warning about not ducking
believe it or not
but don't get caught
you are to remain here
and suffer the pain
life is full of pain
and trains you
to be strong enough
to face the rough weather
if life breaks off each night
it shouldn't frighten
rather brighten the chance
to live actual life at once
if life is an enterprise
it shouldn't surprise
but we must give full promise
to face it bravely
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
prasanna bahtta...Even doctors act before attendants, dead person is alive and alert. We are one one actor and actress, Play in the world drama till our role passes. · Reply · 20 h · Edited
Leni Candiza Thank you sir! ! A great poet..great lines of poem. God Bless U.👏 · Reply · 15 h
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