With Aloofness Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With aloofness

No one can escape
From her trap
As it is universally applied
No words can be denied

She breathed her last
The situation moved so fast
I too was passing illness
We had worry on face

We both got admitted
The anxiety was sighted
What shall happen next?
This was crucial test

She deceived us
And made us to miss
Her soul flew towards heaven
We were grimly driven

I blame no one
But luck or fate alone
Her destiny was only stopped
She ever remained in heart and troubled

I am down with aloofness
No ideas tale place
Yet I shall remain in fray
Write more and pray for her peace