Not Fragrance Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not fragrance

The good and innocent smiling
With co-operation and willing
He was like fresh flower
And stood by cheers

Such personality is now dream
He is not in our team
I shall look at star
And remember him from far

My eyes get wet
And drop tears to state
He was so close
And I had to choose his goodness

Even though he shall stand always
In our eyes
As our smiling flower
We all offer prayers

Let his soul be laid
But what has been said!
"The flowers fade but not fragrance"
So I bow and express for is peace at once