Your Grave Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

If I could visit your grave
I could have been very much brave
You parted early in surprise
Just breaking holy promise

You sent me away to build future
You wanted me by your side for sure
I was strong enough to sustain any pain
As you were my only main concern

You knew it in advance
You only waited for chance
You had one excuse under disguise
You acted tough but very wise

Had I been by your side at end time?
I could have gone mad sometimes
Torn off all cloths and ran amuck in forest
As you departure was tough endurance test

I hardly came to know your last breath
You were buried deep under ground after death
Made sweet home to sleep and stay away
I could hardly make it in time to reach the way

How could I visit now your grave?
How will gather strength to be brave?
My eyes have gone barren and complete dry
I have no more courage to stand before and cry

All golden pages are written on heart
Our meetings under tree were unique art
We loved to live last moment
Now I can only dream and resent

I miss you love and can stand nowhere
I can come to visit but will it be fair?
People may laugh at your deception
You had parted without according me reception

I would love to be buried along side
I shall lay not far but little wide
I shall express only one wish
"God take me away and finish"

How would I live without her?
Who will solace me and wipe my tears?
I long secretly for last words to hear
I shall just lay on ground with my ears

I shall pick the pulse and sense
Just may know how much you feel tense
I shall love to be known as dead man
Even though technically I am no more to be called human