Not To Worry Any More Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not to worry

Time is fast going
But fail to bring
Any respite for sadness
I bear gloom on the face

I hear her whisper
She doesn't make it louder
I can hear
The words slowly enter

"Why are you sad all the time"?
Don't you know it is set to time
No one has escaped so far
Death is really wonderful to make us star

I felt shame and put head down
The above proverb was well known
If one has to depart as per destined time
I must curse no one and move with speed of the time

"We are here and shall stay so"
No souls go far
Only you make them happy
The blessings are showered from an almighty

The souls die never
But appear
In the form of memory
And remind you not to worry