Her memory
Sunday,24th February 2019
I saw you breathing last
you were going away very fast
I don't much about the distant land
people say it is life's end
Maybe they are right!
it gives me no delight
I am afraid of losing your sight
I remember that deadly night
Sister, you were a little girl
how come your turn?
so early with such tragic turn!
with this thought, my whole body burns with rage
yes, I am fully convinced
that whoever has descended
on earth has to die one day
this is the reality and it can happen any day
still, thoughts invade
I become sad
when her memory rushed on mind's screen
it was terrible even then and now
Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Edward Munch
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well penned dear Sir!