Jackson Is No More Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Jackson Is No More
Jackson is no more,
Singer at heart and at centre core,
Hundreds or thousands might have wept,
Glorious tradition maintained and lively kept,
Millions of stars may illuminate the sky,
Jackson was the only one and no body could say why?
Poor boy on stage felt very shy,
Today world pays homage and countless may cry,
Every inch of his body was full of magic,
Shaking like rubber and making full of comic,
Entire face looks different with surgery cosmic,
It was guided by thoughts with reasonable logic,
Music flowed with new era and changing age,
Birth of new star as if set free from cage,
Riding high on craze with melodious waves,
So up in sky with catching emotional nerves,
Not single soul could remain far
World could witness emergence of star
Revival of peace with high hope on horizon,
Though sky was loosing charm with layer ozone,
Music as deep as body may dance,
Life time occasion to see him as chance,
Russia, America England or even France,
Fans all over globe waited to have glance,
Life's steady growth may sometimes blind,
New gossips and hidden secrets may way find
Rude comments and response may seem unkind,
Glamorous world may fascinate but won’t it mind
We all danced and sang with music and speed,
Madness and craze created as cult or creed,
History may speak what this soul delivered,
Weeping hearts may sob and memory cherished
Life was seized with work and promises,
Millions may cry over his sudden demise,
Death came to many as shock and surprise,
Such noble Qualities nobody would comprise
World may have to wait for many more years,
Emergence of new star with good music to ears,
Star isn't born but descended from the heaven,
Loneliness and vacuum will remain for moments then
An excellent poem on the late Michael Jackson. You covered some important highlights of his career. he definitely was a Thriller. I grew up knowing him as a child. Enjoyed.
this is an amazing poem on an amazing man, not only was he a gr8 star but also a great humatarian, extremely generous, beautifule heart and body and above all a gr8 talent. a talent which is born only once, not in a decade or a century but only once. he would be missed and wiould continue to inspire and make his presence felt through his music, his dance, through him as a lagend. i love him more than words can describe, no one but he is the only celebrity who can make me cry. my respect and adoration for him is irreplaceable, for me it's only MJ and no one else. God bless hinm and i hope he is happy and at peace now. i loved the way have rhymed it and covered most part of his life, please spare some time on 'am i too big for a life? ', 'moonwalker' and 'searching eyes' by me they are based on Michael Jackson. hope you like them.
Jackson is no more, Singer at heart and centre core, Hundreds might have wept, Glorious tradition in tact and kept,
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4/23/2024 1:18:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
he will remainforever with us....10