Till The Arrival Of Death Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Till the arrival

Each day
I specially pray
For all those people
Who have stayed near me in struggle?

What more should I feel?
And openly tell
That they were so special
And I can't treat them as normal individual

Many might have gone out of their way
Without my knowledge in all the way
Not to cause or add any concern
But show the closeness in turn

Sometimes I close the eyes
And try
To remember their part
It remains nonstop from the start

So long as we are alive
And live
With each count of breathe
We shall be paying wishes till the arrival of death