Nothing New In This Concept Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nothing new in the concept
Number of times we have wept
Over the death of family members
For few more years to remember

We have accepted it as reality
Sad gift as inevitable from almighty
Churches bell ring after death
To offer prayers for taking honest oath

Temples or mosques perform same
On death everyone shares same view without any blame
Only life poses problem with its continuance
Many hurdles cross path at once

We can not imagine life without pause
Can we think of it for a minute or suppose?
With death’s fear if we can cut throats
In absence of it we will consider everybody as goats

“Oh come on, we have to die only once”
Friends may dare to venture as chance
This is attitude and we generally concede
Yes, life is to be lived with noble deeds

I have feared life more than death
Death brings an end with complete faith
Eyes close as in agreement with silent submission
There is approval from within without any confusion