Final Fall Of Curtain Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Final Fall Of Curtain
Final fall of curtain
Thursday,20th February 20929 1600 p.m.
The strange voices are heard
many ghost like faces appear
they threaten me with their clumsy look
I refused to look at and shook the head
how many month s have passed?
but wish to see their faces have not ceased
how good were they playing before eyes!
I lye down and desperately try to see
"this is your fate" my inner chamber get voice
but why are these noises?
I shout at but blocked by the cough
is the final journey so rough?
I try to pray and concentrate
but meet with the feelings of hate
"what have you done whole life"?
"nothing, nothing" I just faced wrath
"Please take me away" I plead and close the eyes
My soul wants to fly away
away to the far of land where there is no pain
The place is called heaven
I am slowly going down
with eyes half shown
the discontent is grown from within
I await the fall of curtain
Hasmukh Mehta
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