Dead Flowers Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No joy
Saturday,6th April 2019

Dear you left behind
treasure to find
and to bear in mind
the nature that was so kind

it was a cruel joke
from nature's master stroke
that your soul was hurriedly take away
leaving us behind on the way

not a corner of home enjoys
and misses your joyful nature
you were champion of the poor
and always stood by the neighbor

you left behind enough
to last and have a good laugh
but home wears a deserted look
even your writing has disappeared from the book

this loss shall never be compensated
we all shall become outdated
with no affectionate words around
there is no joy to be found

Hasmukh Mehta