The Unexpected DepartureA Poem by Amit AmolaThough
every second my brain cell grows, And every
moment I get one minute old, Should I
be merry that my birthday has arose, Or rather
I should be in grief that my farewell is close.
This is
the delusion which simply arose, Because
of our tendency to forget and ignore. To forget
the sorrowful end we will receive, At the
end of our life for ignoring and deceive.
Deceiving
those friends and admirer of thine, Who had
love and affection for you every time. Each and
every moment who would feel the pain, Of
parting with you as their affection went in vain.
They are
the one who would be so obsessed, By you
and your memories and your rejoicing jest. They were
the one who deserved at least, A last
meeting with you till you take your last breath.
That last
glimpse of your eye’s spark which they couldn’t get. Those
last words they heard from you which they can’t forget. Oh!
Doesn’t they deserved to see the moment when you left. Or either
to gain your meagre importance they had to give a test.
If you
could come back from your eternal afterlife, And see
the dreadful condition of the people including your wife. You would
find those people are in so miserable state, That even
their tearful eyes couldn’t change the fate.
Though
this rule of nature is itself so utterly bleak, That
every time when someone departs, we all start to weep. This
wailing for short time is not so prolong, As every person on this land knows that show keeps going on. © 2013 Amit Amola |
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Added on March 21, 2013 Last Updated on March 21, 2013 Author
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