Feel Presence And Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

He will be annoyed

I sat dumb found
When cry surrounded
The atmosphere with charge
It was real damage

He was no more
I felt sore
But couldn't weep
I watched and tried to keep composure

"I am not going far" I heard him saying
He was denying
His departure with reassuring words
Just keep praying lord

I shall be before your vision
So keep no confusion
I shall present myself
Whenever you open shelf

My memory shall keep you alive
So believe
In destiny set by
Never remain in despair and cry

How could I deny his death?
My throat was choking.making breathe difficult
I was looking at void
If I cry again he will be annoyed