Great Puzzle Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I love you dearly, mom at each moment
Where to go and whom to approach
I stand before your portrait
And curse the fate

Why were you taken so early?
We perform religious rituals yearly
That has become routine
You are now permanently in heaven

I miss you so much
And almost break down at each moment
You are part of my existence and
I feel sad daily since you have left us behind

You were kind and affectionate
But we realized it very late
We used to complain you often
But you were smiling even then

All mothers might be like you
And passing through
Same situation
But you were there always to maintain holy relation

In your last days
You suffered in many ways
You were hardly able to breathe
Yet you were happy at the time of death

As child, I couldn’t understand the logic
But it all happened as tragic
I cried and broke down
The future looked to me great puzzle