Death Shall Be Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Different flowers
Different colors
Yet some with fragrance
And some with just an appearance

All look towards sun
Get energy in urn
Blossom
And show full boom

We do not know
Yet they grow
With their roots
So deeply in earth

We have given name
But followed as same
God has to be one
That is denied by none

So far and in coming days
We may have fighting ways
Yet from heart we all know
There is only path to go

Death shall be final destiny
Only way to reach almighty
It is not people's fault
As they have come across one thought