She Is Nowhere Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She is no more here

She is no more
The death has taken her over
Her chariot has been deserted
Her soul has been departed

She once said
"I must be laid on pyre"
Long before your departure
Why did she say so? I am not sure

She had her fears
What shall happen there?
When head of the family is dead
So many thoughts crossed over her head

She confided not once
But many times
And insisted to pray for her early demise
So she need go to fulfil the promises

She was not keeping good health
And was suffering often in a month
This had made her think
And many times made to shrink

I always reminded
That we are blessed
By an almighty with blessings
And he will always bring goodness

She remained alive with full commitment
And well presented
Before many neighbours
That she would want to depart with honour

I failed to understand
Why was she feared about death end?
It was to come for all on earth
Then why she talked about death often?

I was now getting some signal
It was mentality of an individual
That if she or he sees some dead person
There is clash in mind with various reasons

I started thinking about this world
Why were we told?
About frightening aspects
When it all depended on our acts

She was pious lady
And devoted whole time after prayers to an almighty
I always supported her move
As we believed in existence to prove

It is certain
And must be maintained
That we are going to be dead
And message should be well read

The temple priests
And other reformists
Always advocated on leading simple path
And that was going to be useful at the time of death

Do worthwhile
And treat it permanently meanwhile
Your routine shall be adjusted soon
You shall be shining like moon

I had one solace
That there was happiness
On her face
As if she had fulfilled all the promises

I will cry no more
And try to explore
Ways to remain calm
And cause no harm to others

If life is demanding
And reminding
About doing good to others
We should accept it sooner or later