To Him Direct Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

To him direct

It is difficult to assume
But life has to be resumed
In presence or in absentia
I talk to him direct and not via

We were real partners
As he took control of good listener
Fed my children and brought up
With proper care and kept up promises

It was for anybody to feel jealous
As we were known in society and famous
His life was ideal and rewarding
He never used insane wordings

I remained carefree under his shed
And led life
With no worry or tension from outside
With his departure the house stands divided

Whole of the houses seems deserted
But I have stood firm and stated
No bad feelings shall be catering children
They will have same treatment as he may be watching from heaven

No, he is not far from our memory
We celebrate same way with his presence all over
The flowers smile and remind of him
We are indebted for what he did as beam